Yi Zeran held back the grief in his heart, took a deep breath and almost gritted his teeth to speak: "Mother, I will definitely get her back, but before that, you have to take care of your health!" ”

Song Boyuan ran into the doctor's office non-stop, almost dragging the expert over with his tie, and the moment he approached the ward, he saw Yi Zeran kneeling quietly in front of the window, it was very windy outside, the closed glass window made a miserable whimper, and a bright light fell on the man's quiet side face, and the black and thick eyelashes trembled gently, and the situation taught him not to dare to take another step forward.

The doctor panicked and ordered the nurse to run over to rescue him, Yi Zeran stood up in a hurry, and his face turned white as a ghost in hell when he turned his head.

He staggered out of the ward, followed by a helpless Song Boyuan.

It was really cold outside, and there were snowflakes, and the cotton wool-like snow fell on the edge of the corridor, and in an instant it turned into a dark water stain.

In the past few years, the winter in C City seems to be extremely cold, and in the first few years when he came back, he has never been accompanied by snowy days, and the coldest moment is just a coat added outside, but now wrapped in a thick down jacket, he can still feel the cold wind pouring into the clothes.

He was frozen stiff, the white mist exhaled from his mouth and nose blurred his vision, and he only saw a bunch of young couples on the road in the distance supporting each other and walking forward, the smile on the girl's face was very bright, and the moment the corners of her mouth were raised, it seemed that the world was bright.

He couldn't help laughing, and when he pulled the corners of his mouth, he realized that his facial muscles were stiff, and he couldn't even make a simple expression like a smile, he raised his hand and touched his heart, which was empty, as if it had been hollowed out.

A year ago, it was also such a vast snowy night, he and Xiao Luo hid in the small room of the temple and talked with candles at night, when the air was filled with the fragrance of tea, and when he turned his head, he could see the girl's sweet side face, he couldn't help but tell the secret he had hidden in his heart for many years, and also revealed his thoughts about her.

Maybe since then, his feelings for Xiao Luo have reached the point of hopelessness, just listening to her voice, he can't help but tell her all about his past and future.

The little couple on the side of the road walked farther and farther, the dim street lamps on both sides were also covered by mixed snowflakes, only a blur of light and shadow was left in the dark night, he looked up at the deep night, as if back to Chinese New Year's Eve, the lights were bright, the sky was full of fireworks, only Yi Zhai was quiet.

He turned off all the lights in the house, ran to the balcony to watch the fireworks, and the dining room table was full of food, all of which he made with his own hands, even the dishes and chopsticks were neatly arranged, but no one came to eat, and the hot meal gradually cooled in the dark, and finally he swallowed it expressionlessly.

An ambulance honked all the way into the hospital noisily, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the flashing headlights, and turned his head to meet Song Boyuan panting and running, "Mr. Yi, old lady......"

Yi Zeran raised his hand to stop him from continuing, and strode towards the ward with an expressionless face, the doctor had already exited the ward and took off his mask, sighing as he walked.

At the moment when he put his hand on the cold door panel and was about to push it open, he suddenly hesitated, took a step back silently, and stepped forward neatly to open the door.

The lights in the ward were as bright as day, and his eyes were full of oppressive white, his eyes were firmly fixed on the bulging white of the hospital bed, his let go of his hands trembled and clenched into fists, and his eyes as deep as the night surged with monstrous wind and waves, and finally turned into a roar, and his fist slammed into the door panel.

Blood flowed slowly down his fingers, and the contrast between red and white was so dazzling that Song Boyuan's palm, which was staring at him from the side, was in a hurry.

Yi Zeran turned around suddenly, his body staggered when he took a step, but fortunately he held the door with his palm, he steadied his pace and quietly walked into the narrow corridor.

Song Boyuan looked back at the bloody handprints oozing from the door panel, gritted his teeth and quickly caught up.

Yi Zeran is like a clockwork robot, calm to the point of almost indifference to handle his mother's funeral, Yi Zhenghao's request to return to China to visit was also stereotyped by him, he notified his mother's relatives and friends as if he was handling business, and stood in front of his mother's spirit in a crisp black suit to watch everyone's indifferent or sad condolences.

There was a relative he had never seen who mourned and played with his mother, who ran to him and said that he was indifferent and selfish, and that he didn't know that he was going to shed a tear when his mother died, and the people around him all looked at him and talked about it, he lowered his eyelids and lightly swept his face, and left the scene without saying a word.

All the follow-up matters were taken over by Song Boyuan, and Yi Zeran never appeared in front of everyone again.

When Ye Chen found him, he was staying in the Yi Mansion to drink, the house was originally clean, his mother left the maid and the driver were also dismissed, and the huge mansion was all empty, but he had to return home every day, or stand on the balcony in a daze, or sit in the living room with a wine bottle to drink.

Seeing that people were coming, he didn't want to deal with it, raised his eyelids and poured wine into his mouth on the sofa again, Ye Chen bent down and snatched the wine bottle in his hand, and hid it behind him when he got up to snatch it.

"Don't drink yet, you hand over all the things of your aunt to Song Boyuan, and all the things of the company to me, can I ask you about your plans?" Ye Chen looked at him condescendingly, with a coarse expression on his face, "I plan to hide at home and drink and watch the sunset for the rest of my life, Yi Zeran, don't tell me that you are just like this." ”

Yi Zeran sat up and stretched out his hand to rub his face, lowered his head and said sullenly: "I'm going to find Lin Xiaoluo and bring her back." ”

Ye Chen suddenly laughed, sat on the sofa, and shook the wine bottle leisurely, "When you first decided to be with Xiao Luo, I thought that the last person to be injured would definitely be Xiao Luo, but I didn't expect that Yi Zeran, who was decisive in the shopping mall, would be in the love field once or twice." ”

Yi Zeran ignored him, bowed his head and stood up suddenly after being silent for a long time, his dark eyes were extremely bright, as if they were glowing with water, "Even if I can't be with her in this life, I must find her and determine if she is happy." ”

"Have you figured out where to find her?" Ye Chen put the wine glass on the table and said in a light tone, "And can you be sure that Mr. Rolls will definitely abide by the agreement and completely let go of Xiao Xiao?" ”

Ye Chen sighed and slowly stood up, "The world is so big, if she really hides in a place and doesn't let you find it, how can you get your wish?" ”

Yi Zeran lowered his eyes, his voice was gentle and firm, "If she is free now, she will definitely not hide in a place where I can't find it, she is a very timid and emotional place, and the only places I can go to are those places, I will find it slowly." ”

The first stop was Xiao Luo's hometown in H City, which was divided into an economic development zone after the year, and the dilapidated alleys were full of demolition characters written in red paint, and Xiao Luo's home was no exception, and the rusty iron door was also written with eye-catching red letters.

The neighbor's grandmother saw Yi Zeran guarding outside the door for a long time, and went over to inquire about the situation, and after knowing that Yi Zeran was Xiao Luo's boyfriend, the old man suddenly became much more enthusiastic, and he had to pull Yi Zeran to sit at home.

After a simple greeting, Yi Zeran could basically be sure that Xiao Luo had not come back, after the news of the demolition came down, Grandma tried to contact Mother Lin, and after she couldn't get in touch, she tried to contact Xiao Luo, seeing that the day of demolition was getting closer and closer, she was also in a hurry, and this time Yi Zeran came over to solve her urgent need.

Yi Zeran called Song Boyuan and asked him to deal with the matter here, and after comforting his grandmother, he got on the plane to the capital directly.

Su Qing was working hard in the laboratory when she received the call, and when she heard Yi Zeran's mean voice, she asked her tutor for leave, she thought that the guy had found Xiao Luo, but when she left the school gate, she was interrogated by the man as a thief for more than ten minutes, and finally she swore that Yi Zeran barely dispelled her doubts.

The last stop was Tibet, the cold air on his face after getting off the plane made him shiver, it was raining outside, and the fine and dense raindrops covered the vast grassland with a layer of white mist, he called Buhan angrily, but Buhan refused the request.

The weather was bitterly cold, the road was icy, and no one dared to joke with his life, so he walked to a nearby car shop with a cold face to buy a car, and the enthusiastic salesman was so frightened that he almost threw out the car keys after inquiring about his purpose.

In order to dispel his thoughts, several salesmen took the local news newspaper and pointed out the car accident reports to her one by one, in front of which were several recent minor accidents, Yi Zeran listened impatiently, and was about to leave after paying, and the salesman behind him was still shouting at him.

"This was a few months ago, the car was going to the place you said, it flipped halfway through, and two people died, one of whom was a little girl in her early twenties."

Yi Zeran's footsteps were abrupt, and the salesman raised his voice when he saw the results, and continued to analyze the various reasons why the road was icy and not suitable for traveling, but the newspaper in his hand was snatched away by Yi Zeran.

His eyes were a mess, white body, green grass, red blood, and thick black smoke, his eyes fell on the closed compartment, and in the chaotic ruins he found a white face with precision, her eyes closed, her hair was messily covered her forehead, and a red mark extended from her earlobe to the corner of her mouth, forming a strange beauty.

His pupils constricted, his hands trembled violently, and he couldn't hold the thin newspaper, and the salesman thought he was interested in the news, so he was about to go up and explain it, but he grabbed his neck, his hands were bulging, and his eyes were bloodthirsty.

"Tell me, what's that girl's name?"

The salesman's body shook violently, as if he understood something, and his face opened his mouth palely, but he couldn't spit out a word.

The strength of his neck grew, he opened his mouth, his face flushed, sweat continued to fall on his forehead, and when he was about to suffocate, someone finally realized that something was wrong and rescued him from the man.

Yi Zeran's mood was still not calm, his chest rose and fell violently, and he suddenly turned around after a long time, his eyes were still sharp, and the salesman before shrank back and took a step back.