"Remember to call me..." She raised her face and said hoarsely. If he woke up.

Ye Xiao nodded, and his eyes were a little wet and hot, assured her that he was so generous and tolerant.

Then she nodded, held the wall, stood up and endured her legs that were so cold that she was walking out, stepping on one shoe, one foot deep and one foot shallow. Ye Xiao stared at her back, and the hand that had just been retracted from her shoulder slowly drooped down, trembling violently. Didn't she noticed it? The nearly ten centimeters of wounds that were split in her palm, the blood-stained fingers that were dug out, and the shoes that she didn't know how to throw away?

And, there is also - He-

Even when she saw him from beginning to end, she didn’t have the intention to ask, Ye Xiao, does the wound hurt?

pain.

But what hurts even more is in her heart that has never been willing to stop, and is so empty that it hurts.

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Back at home in the city center apartment, it seemed that she hadn't been here for a long time. But she skillfully opened the bathroom door, went in, and turned the hot water faucet to the most appropriate position.

After taking a daze and mechanical shower and changing into clothes, the sky suddenly became brighter-

Kyoto. Late autumn. It is exactly seven in the morning.

When the ringing suddenly rang in the living room, she almost stiffened all over and stood there for a while. She slowly walked out and saw that the cell phone she brought back from the transparent coffee table was stuffed into her hand when she walked out of the hospital. He brought back yesterday, Huo Siran's cell phone.

The top was covered with blood-stained mud, and the faint grid of electricity was replaced with red. In the dark living room where the curtains were not opened, the screen was clear and extinguished.

She walked over with angrily, stretched out her pale little hand and picked it up.

An unfamiliar number flashes on it.

"Hey?" Her voice was hoarse.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, flipping through something, and asked, "Lin Yitong, Miss Lin?"

"..."What's the matter? Who is he and knows her?

"Are you at home now? Or where? Please give us an address and we have something to give you."

"You are..."

"Tangran Law Firm."

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The lawyer named Tang Ran still remembered the phone call he received that afternoon.

As the head of a law firm in Kyoto, he could help with his friends' affairs at all times. That day, his friend called and said something simple but not simple, and he wanted him to deal with it. At that time, he thought at most that he would do something to some big shots who were not easy to show up to the outside world. Xiaoxiao agreed, but he was stunned until he was picked up and saw the obviously military license plate.

When the door was pushed open, he saw a tall and upright man silhouette.

He is doing business.

The familiar edges, shining epaulettes, and the office of the military and political building that has never been seen in the future have made this lawyer named Tang Ran who has seen some of the world stiff.

"Help me make a will. It has legal effect and is confidential to the outside world. Can it be done?"

He said so at that time.

Tang Ran took over the most difficult case in his life, or in other words, he touched the biggest secret in his life, and handled it with caution.

"I will call you on time at 7:00 the day after tomorrow. But if I don't, you take this and go find the woman above."

At that time, Hosran might think that if something happened to him, it would not be more than this time.

Tang Ran packed the documents and came out of the office. His friend's hand was placed on his shoulder, as if he was a thousand pounds. His face was very pale. He naturally knew the identity of this man, and even more about what he called "confidentiality" meant.

So on the second day, China officially made an international public statement on the military exercise accident.

On the afternoon of the same day, the hostages were hijacked, and the tunnel on the Binhai section was maliciously blown up, and the landslide section was 100 meters long.

And that person's life and death are uncertain.

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Lin Yitong opened the door and a man wearing glasses stood politely opposite her.

She moved out of the way, and he nodded politely into it.

"This will was made two days ago. I made an agreement with Chief Huo at 7 o'clock. I am keeping my promise," Tang Ran raised his eyes and saw the mottled wounds and the flesh that was turning on her hand that picked up the paper. Her fingers were broken. She quickly lowered her eyes and her voice was slightly hoarse. "If there is no problem, sign here. You can keep this document, and the remaining one will be left for me."

When she signs the documents, that will

The full power was left to her to deal with, no matter whether the person was alive or dead, it would become their business.

will.

Lin Yitong stared at the two words on the weak paper. She had seen Hosran make a will several times before performing the task. However, no time was as formal as this time.

Leave all real estate, funds, shares, glory to her.

She slowly put the paper down with her little hand, and the trembling curve was already trembling, pressing against the pain that was surging in her chest, and asked, "Can this be like this? I have no direct inheritance relationship with this person."

Tang Ran was stunned.

Then, he reached out and took out something from the inner pocket of the suit, spread it out, and put it in front of her and pushed it over.

"Isn't this a relationship?" he asked.

She moved her eyes and saw two small notebooks placed upright on the transparent coffee table. The corners were slightly worn because they had been preserved for too many years, but the words on them were still clear, and the colors of the two notebooks were so fluttering, one red and the other green. They were his and her marriage certificates and divorce certificates.

Isn't this a relationship?

Lin Yitong once thought that her tears were about to dry out.

But at that moment, the fog suddenly surged in her eyes, sweeping across her eyes like a tsunami, making her unable to control the trembling of her shoulders. Tears as big as beans fell down one after another, hitting heavily on the paper, dizzying with large traces.

Tang Ran sat on the other side of the sofa, looking at the woman, as if she was blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.

Fortunately, a sudden ringtone rang in the room. In the basket behind her, the middle of the dark and unseen clothes, it seemed like her cell phone was ringing.

She couldn't stop trembling, so Tang Ran got up and helped her get it.

"Lin Yitong," the phone call was called by Deputy Secretary Cen, and his tone was so urgent that he only thought about what to call her when he was connected. He was still thinking, and the most direct name blurted out because he was anxious to say that his focus was on the back, "When someone wakes up, you have to see, come over quickly."

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Black business cars were passing by on the road at a speed of lightning.

Tang Ran's arms were numb by the trembling of the car when he braked. Unexpectedly, as soon as the central control lock was opened, the figure around him disappeared, and he saw the white smear running towards the hospitalization department.

Lin Yitong stumbled upstairs, and the sound of wind roared past her ears, and she didn't know who she had knocked down.

Pushed open with a "bang". The door of the room was blocked and the entire head of the bed was blocked. The soldiers who had just woken up all night had red eyes. Deputy Secretary Cen held the railing on the head of the bed, and listened to the director's analysis and instructions on the current situation: "...Three broken sternum but fortunately it did not penetrate the internal organs. The bleeding stopped the cultivation for a while and it would be fine, it was the left upper arm..."

When the sudden collision sounded, the director's voice also stopped abruptly.

A slender figure stood at the door, her face pale as if it was a ghost appearing in the blue sky and in the sun, like a soul collecting debts. The soldiers present knew her, and they automatically moved the way with red eyes. She finally saw the man on the hospital bed at this moment-

The eyes that were opened were quiet and deep, but the eyes were weak and blankly floating in the air without any focal length.

It was not until she came that he slowly fell on her.

Then, stop moving.

It can be seen that it is mobilizing all the remaining strength in the body, overcoming weakness, focusing on her, and seeing her carefully and clearly.

But no one expected-

The thin man's eyes were foggy, and his eyes were filled with blood red with an extreme pain. He walked to him step by step, and suddenly "slap" and slapped him hard on his face! The oxygen mask was forced to open a curve, and hung it on his face in embarrassment and embarrassment. Under the weak breath, his lips were pale and bloodless.

"Hosran," she stared at him with wide eyes, her voice hoarse, and hot and crystal tears fell down, and she screamed in pain, "I warn you, before you pay me back clearly... you are not qualified!!!"

Half of his face was beaten to the point where he had pale skin and the black hair on his temples still had blood clots that could not be washed off. But his eyes seemed to be real at this moment, and he returned to death.

When the rocks rolled down with the explosion, it hurt severely, but it couldn't fall into the heart.
Chapter completed!