It was 6:20 when Han Ranchen received the message. It happened to be during the time when Xia Xingran and Han Chenluo were busy. Chang Huan, who has been a policeman all year round, is keenly aware that so many coincidences must have been carefully deployed.

"Xiao Ran. This matter is not allowed to be told to anyone, including Han Chenluo. You don't ask anyone for help, I'll figure it out."

The enemy is in the dark, and they are in the light. Xia Xingran is pure by nature and not good at fighting, and Han Chenluo's social experience is far from enough. These two children are the easiest to target.

Stillness is the safest way to protect them.

But Chang Huan far underestimated the evil of human nature.

Han Chenluo came home from self-study at night and sent his new mobile phone number to Han Ranchen, and a moment later, he received a video call from Han Ranchen.

He clicked on it happily, and the moment he saw the picture, his good-looking facial features immediately froze.

Han Ranchen was tied up in a boxy room, with his hands and feet strangled and a black seal on his mouth.

"Han Chenluo, thank you for changing the number and giving us a chance to take advantage of it. If you want to save your mother, apply for withdrawal from school immediately and leave Xia Xingran."

After mentioning Xia Xingran, the man's laughter became even more open: "Speaking of which, I would like to thank the person who let you change your number. Otherwise, we won't be able to do well."

These words were like a slap in the face and reminded Han Chenluo. He pursed his lips into a line.

It was none other than Xia Xingran who made him change his number inexplicably!

Thinking that Xia Xingran had suspected that Han Ranchen had something to do with the deaths of Xia Qingyi and Ruan Yiren, Han Chenluo suddenly felt cold, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated.

When Xia Xingran came back, Han Chenluo sat straight on the sofa, like a wax figure in a museum.

As soon as she called Xiao Luo, Han Chenluo stood up straight, and a murderous aura permeated his body, approaching the helpless Xia Xingran step by step.

Xia Xingran trembled twice unconsciously, and when there was no way to retreat from the corner of the wall, she stretched out her hands against Han Chenluo's chest and asked, "Xiao Luo, don't be like this, what's wrong?"

Han Chenluo grabbed Xia Xingran's wrists with a raised hand, lifted it above her head, and pressed it against the wall.

"Sister, do you have anything to tell me?" Han Chenluo snorted hoarsely, restraining the fury that was about to come out of his body.

Xia Xingran remembered Chang Huan's repeated instructions, so she had to hide it from Han Chenluo and said, "No."

Han Chenluo's eyes were full of disappointment, but he still didn't give up, and raised his voice and asked again: "Sister, think about it carefully, yes or no."

Xia Xingran closed his eyes and turned his heart sideways, raised his head to meet his gaze, and firmly denied again, "No."

Han Chenluo's throat rolled up and down violently, blinking his somewhat moist and flushed eyes, and letting out a heavy breathing sound. He let go of Xia Xingran, with a mocking smile on his face, and then opened the door without saying a word, and strode out without looking back.

Xia Xingran immediately chased after him, grabbed his hand and said, "What's wrong with you, what can't you say well, what are you doing running out so late!"

Han Chenluo turned his head and spit out a mouthful of water, pushing Xia Xingran away with unprecedented force, his eyes became extremely sharp, revealing an obvious sense of alienation, which seemed extremely strange, which made Xia Xingran really a little surprised.

"Leave me alone! Don't follow me!" Han Chenluo irritably ruffled his hair, yelled at Xia Xingran, and quickly disappeared into the dark night.

After walking a short distance, Han Chenluo sat on the ground weakly, his eyes shaking and shining. He was angry not that Xia Xingran lied to him, but that Xia Xingran never believed in their mother and son, and he was also angry at his own incompetence.

There are always some relationships, obviously wanting to get closer, but in the end they push each other farther and farther away.

Thinking of this, Han Chenluo couldn't stop his sour nose, and let big tears fall and fall to the dry ground.

Xia Xingran searched for a circle to no avail, so he had to return home in despair. ap..

She sat on the sofa, and on the sofa was Han Chenluo's schoolbag.

She opened the refrigerator irritably and wanted to drink, which was full of Han Chenluo's cooking.

She closed the refrigerator and prepared to take a shower and sleep. Hands reached out to the dresser, on which were two pairs of toothbrushes dazzling, and in the bathroom were the shower gel and shampoo they had picked together.

There was also a hair dryer lying crookedly next to her that Han Chenluo had blown her hair for last time.

The whole room was filled with Han Chenluo's figure, following him like a shadow. The bits and pieces of life together hit her like a rising tide.

Xia Xingran leaned against the cold and desolate wall and gradually slid down. After a moment, a slight sobbing sound erupted from her pale lips. A crystal tear fell to the ground, followed by a second, a third.

By the time she looked up, her face was blurred, and tears crisscrossed her face like a downpour on a windowpane.

Xia Xingran turned his head to look out of the dark window, and the sky was divided into pieces by glass windows. The lonely birds tried in vain to break through the shackles of the night, and the weak branches were carried by the autumn wind, and let out a murmur of pain.

Time never seemed so quiet and long, or perhaps it should have been so long. It's just that Han Chenluo was with her in the past, and she never felt it.

Xia Xingran slept all night with his clothes in his hands.

Early the next morning, there was suddenly an umbrella on the shoe rack in front of my house. Xia Xingran didn't care, with messy hair and dark circles under her eyes, she went to work depressed.

Because of Xie Yangnian's loss of power, the situation in the emergency department has changed significantly. Xia Xingran, who was already unpopular, is now even more crowded in front of the door. Except for Wen Yi and Bai Moyan, no one was willing to deal with her.

Fortunately, she is a cold-hearted and cold-faced person, so pure, it is in line with her wishes.

At one o'clock, the sun was hanging high, and it was already past nine o'clock. A young mother cried and hugged a toddler and rushed directly into Xia Xingran's consultation room.

"Doctor Xia, I heard that you will be bone-grafted with your bare hands, so please help my child. When I was dressing her this morning, I accidentally made it so hard that I seemed to have dragged the child's arm off."

When Xia Xingran heard this, he hurriedly took a sip of coffee to refresh himself.

She touched the child's elbow joint, and it was indeed dislocated. "You hold the baby in your arms, don't move."

The young mother was busy hugging the crying child firmly, only to hear a click, accompanied by the child's heart-rending cry, Xia Xingran ended the movement of her hand.

"Kid, which one is your mother, will you tell your aunt?" Xia Xingran took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the child's crying face.

The little patient trembled and stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of his head. Xia Xingran smiled with relief: "Okay, it's okay, pay attention in the future."

The young mother wiped away her tears and left with a thousand thanks.

After they left, Xia Xingran stared at the chair, and suddenly remembered the scene when he met Han Chenluo for the second time. If he hadn't fully believed in himself and given her a chance to prove herself, she wouldn't have had a chance to stay in the hospital at all.

Thinking of this, her heart became more and more chaotic, and after lying on the table for half a day, she still took half a day off in the afternoon and decided to go to Han Chenluo.

"Yo, Sanniang is desperate today, and she went back so early? Dare to be a little lover?" Su Wanwan looked at Xia Xingran's departing back and sneered.

Wen Yi couldn't listen to it and defended, "Doctor Xia has something to do at home, so he went back early."

Su Wanwan let out a slightly disappointed sigh, and then suddenly reacted and said loudly, "At home? Xia Xingran's family is dead, where is there any family, deceive people." Look at the book

Wen Yi glanced at Su Wanwan and said, "I heard that Doctor Xia doesn't have a younger brother who is studying at Renmin University, I guess there is something wrong with my younger brother."

After hearing this, Su Wanwan laughed weirdly: "I said, my words are good. Sure enough, I'm going to meet my little lover." As he spoke, he shook his head and stretched out his hand to admire his newly made manicure and walked away.

The white ink behind him was shrouded in a layer of black mist, which made people shudder.

Xia Xingran took a car to the National People's Congress, entered the campus after registration, and went to the law school.

At this time, it was class time, and Xia Xingran found the corresponding course classroom in the window downstairs. After groping all the way, I finally found the lecture hall where the class was being held.

He Siyuan is on the "Guide to Classic Literature of Criminal Law". With a tall posture, the pronunciation of the words is round, the eyes are focused, the gentleness between the eyebrows reveals sincerity and patience, and the body exudes the air of a humble gentleman.

Xia Xingran couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he stood obediently by the door, quietly waiting for He Siyuan to finish class.

"Isn't it boring to listen to me, you're asleep." In a daze, He Siyuan's gentle voice came from above his head.

Xia Xingran hurriedly came to his senses, stood up straight, and lowered his head a little embarrassed. "No, it's not. It's just that I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm a little sleepy."

"That's how boring legal theory is. I used to be sleepy in class." He Siyuan smiled lightly and quietly relieved Xia Xingran.

Xia Xingran felt a little better, and Fang Ban glanced up at He Siyuan.

"It's supposed to be work time, is there something urgent Miss Xia is here?" He Siyuan's heart was as careful as dust, and he soon noticed Xia Xingran's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, and took the initiative to ask.

With this step, Xia Xingran suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, she raised her head a little more, and asked a little anxiously, "Teacher He, can you help me call Xiao Luo out, I have something to say to him."

He Siyuan was stunned, and said with some strangeness: "Han Chenluo? I just wanted to ask Miss Xia, how did Han Chenluo say hello today, so he suddenly stopped coming to class."

"What?! Didn't he even come to class?" Xia Xingran was shocked, and hurriedly entered the classroom to take a look, and his face became whiter and paler.