"Qingyan, aren't you in a hurry for these five minutes, Wang Ying used to live in this house, don't you want to see it?"

Wang Ying looked at Ye Qingyan, her eyes were full of expectation.

Ye Qingyan felt that she was delusional, looking at these eyes, she always felt that Wang Ying was looking at her.

"Okay, I'll be gone in five minutes, and I'll be okay in a while."

Ye Qingyan jumped out of the car, and suddenly thought of the trunk of the car, as well as the bags of tiramisu cakes that Li Shaoze left for her.

It's the first time you go to someone else's house, you can't go empty-handed

just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, so I gave these cakes to Wang Ying's sister.

Wang Ying, who was standing at the entrance of the elevator, looked at Ye Qingyan suspiciously,

"Qingyan, aren't you leaving?"

"Wait for me"

Ye Qingyan opened the trunk and took out two pink cake bags.

"Qingyan, you're so funny, let you go to the house to drink saliva, and you still have a gift."

"Lead the way" Ye Qingyan took the cake bag and followed behind Wang Ying.

The elevator stopped on the 12th floor, and Wang Ying naturally did not carry the key with her.

She knew where the key was, it was her mother who had left her.

Although many people in the Secret Service Academy proved that she was dead, but did not see the body, Wang Ying's parents could not believe that their daughter was dead.

They come here regularly to clean the house, and Wang Ying's mother puts the key under the mat at the door.

Her mother did this in anticipation of the day when Wang Ying came back and could open the door and go home.

Wang Ying walked to the door of the room and took out the key from under the mat.

Ye Qingyan blinked in surprise, "The way you keep the key is really unique. ”

"If you do this, you won't be afraid of losing your key."

"Smack"

Wang Ying turned on the light in the room.

This is a three-bedroom and two-hall house, the electrical appliances and furniture are very complete, the decoration style is a scholarly door, and it is obvious that this house is often cleaned.

Ye Qingyan saw at a glance that in the corner of the living room, there was a black-framed photo of Wang Ying.

She almost dropped the bag of cake she was holding on the floor.

After these passes, Ye Qingyan feels that she has almost forgotten Wang Ying's appearance, and in this photo, her smile is very bright.

Ye Qingyan's eyes were wet for a moment, and she put the cake bag on the coffee table.

Slowly walked to Wang Ying's photo and looked at her blankly.

Suddenly, Ye Qingyan turned his head to look at Wang Ying who was standing at the door, "Can I take a closer look at her?"

Wang Ying looked at Ye Qingyan's sad eyes, clenched her fists tightly, and her heart suddenly hurt, very painful.

She pursed her lips and gritted her teeth, holding back the tears in her eyes.

"Hmm"

Ye Qingyan got her permission, took a step forward, picked up Wang Ying's photo, and looked at her carefully.

Wang Ying blocked the knife for Ye Qingyan, and was stabbed in the heart, leaving behind the disease of angina pectoris, which must rely on medicine to relieve the pain.

But at this time, Wang Ying's heart was more sad.

She felt that Ye Qingyan was very sad now, but she couldn't tell her the truth.

Tears couldn't stop pouring out, and Ye Qingyan couldn't let her find out that she was crying.

Wang Ying turned to the kitchen to pour water.

Ye Qingyan held Wang Ying's photo in his hand, his fingertips crossed her side face, and he couldn't help but say to her,

"Wang Ying, I miss you so much"

Wang Ying, who was pouring water in the kitchen, stabbed her heart like countless knives when she heard this.

Countless knives are descriptions, but her heart does feel the pain of countless knives cutting at this time. The chapter content is being restored, so please visit it later. 166 Reading Network