The art of imparting blood, exchanging lives for lives. ”

The date is marked below, and she will never forget the day she was grabbed by that madman of Helian Feng and almost drained all the blood in the laboratory!

The phone next to it suddenly rang, and it was a call from an unknown communication.

She slid the green answer button.

"Yin Xingyan, use your mother's life to extend your life, are you really living so freely?"

For a passage of no more than ten seconds, the sound is processed with a voice changer.

After Yin Xingyan heard this, the other party directly ended the call.

The memories that she had disgusted and rejected at the beginning resurfaced in her mind, and they were still so clear after two years. She's smart enough to tie things together even with a few words.

When all other possibilities are excluded, and there is only one left, no matter how improbable, it is the truth!

The woman who had been sitting on the cushions of the sofa felt a chill in vain.

She muttered to herself in her pounding heart, "Impossible—"

Obviously, it was Helian Feng's treacherous plan that failed, and she was able to survive.

Who was deliberately seduce her-

Yin Xingyan immediately sent someone to track down the source of the information, and she was very uneasy all day.

Yan Shirin dealt with things late, and when he returned to the room, he found that Yin Xingyan was still sitting on the bed in a muffled voice, and he didn't even hear him open the door.

Yan Shirin touched her hand, obviously it was placed in the quilt but did not feel the temperature.

"Why is your body so cold?"

"Rin......

"I'm here."

"Do you remember my mother?"

"Of course." He replied without hesitation.

Yin Xingyan blinked quietly, then raised his arm and lifted his sleeve to reveal his wrist. Because people are thin, they can even see interlaced blood vessels.

"So can you tell me whose blood I have in my body?"

Yin Xingyan kept staring at Yan Shirin's eyes when he asked this question.

But his demeanor was the same as usual, and he didn't see any clues.

"Look, have you met or heard from time to time lately?"

"Yes."

She didn't hide it, and directly took out the photo she received today, and Yan Shirin also saw the text on it, and her face was like frost.

Yin Xingyan asked, "What do the words written on this photo mean?" Can you tell me? ”

Yan Shirin: "Don't think about it. ”

"Why did my mother die unexpectedly when I was alive?"

"Eyes, it was really an accident."

Yin Xingyan pinched the corner of the photo and looked at him with a frown, "Don't lie to me." ”

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he tried to reassure her in a calm tone, "I don't lie to you." ”

In Yan Shirin's gentle words, Yin Xingyan finally fell asleep.

When he turned off the bedside light, Yin Xingyan opened his eyes in the dark.

She couldn't sleep at all.

Yan Shirin, this man is too powerful, if he deliberately conceals it, it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the truth of what comes out of his mouth.

She's always been honest, but it turns out that the people she believes in are hiding secrets.

Yin Xingyan's heart was already in turmoil, this was something related to her mother, and she couldn't calm down.

The next day, Yin Xingyan went to find Yin's father, she didn't confess as frankly as she did in front of Yan Shirin, nor did she deliberately mention her mother, but she just took a closer look at the apartment where Yin's father lived.

Finally, she stared at the black and white photograph on the table, which was the last photo of her mother.

Shortly after she left the apartment, the unknown phone came in again.