"You already knew that she was alive?"
Chi Yanchen asked sternly.
Ye Mingqian's throat was a little dry. She was silent for two seconds before answering: "Yes."
"Are you telling me now?" Chi Yanchen's voice contained suppressed anger, "As long as she is here as a witness, plus the evidence in my hand, it is enough to sentence Huo Jili for how many years. Do you know? The death penalty is possible. .”
"She's crazy."
Ye Mingqian suddenly raised her voice. She parked her car on the side of the road and turned on her double flashers. A trace of anger flashed across her face and she complained:
"What do you want me to tell you? If I told you before that Yunxuan was mentally ill, would you trust her words? Today she suddenly woke up for two minutes and told me some information about what happened back then. I didn't call you right away. On the phone, you actually said that I was hiding something from you."
She hung up the phone without waiting for Chi Yanchen's response.
Looking ahead, she was in a daze, and a drop of hot liquid on the back of her hand woke her up.
Ye Mingqian touched his chin, where tears were still flowing down his face.
she cried?
After realizing this, Ye Mingqian couldn't control himself more and more, and tears fell down inexplicably and disobediently.
"Chi Yanchen, you bastard."
After running between Tengtian and Aishang for the past few days, and the grievance of not being trusted just now, Ye Mingqian hugged the steering wheel and cried violently.
The phone's screen lit up several times, and it was always the same number.
She cried all her tears and finally stopped talking after a long time. Her phone vibrated again and she glanced at the caller, who was still Chi Yanchen.
Ye Mingqian angrily picked up her cell phone and put his number on the blacklist, then sent a message to Assistant Zhu asking him to tell Huo Jili that tomorrow Ye Shirong's family would come to Huo's house to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
After doing this, she turned off her phone, returned home as quickly as possible, and covered her head with the quilt. The small, dark space filled her with a sense of security, and the empty space in her heart was slowly being filled.
Ye Mingqian wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, rolled herself into a ball and fell asleep.
In her sleep she had a dream.
The sixteen-year-old girl was walking barefoot on the beach wearing the simplest white dress. The waves hit her ankles one after another. The sea breeze blew her long, slightly curly hair. She closed her eyes and enjoyed everything about the sea.
Click.
This moment of hers was recorded on camera by Yun An.
"Brother, take a picture of me too."
Yun Xuan also ran over and posed in the same pose, begging Yun An to help take pictures.
"You're so ugly, I won't take pictures."
Yun An said he was disgusted, but he lovingly raised his camera to record his sister's every move.
"Sister Qianqian, sister Yue, let's take a photo together."
Yunxuan held Zhou Yue with her left hand and hugged her with her right hand. The background was the red sunset over the sea, and the three of them smiled brightly at the camera.
The setting sun behind him suddenly slowly turned into an orange-red flame, turning into a tongue of fire and rolling towards everyone.
"Run quickly."
Zhou Yue pushed her and Yun Xuan forward and was swallowed by the flames.
"Yue'er!"
Yun An also jumped into the sea of fire to save her.
The thick smoke filling the sky made people's eyes hurt, and Yun Xuan's screams could be heard in her ears. She held the other party's hand tightly.
The flames of moxibustion heat rushed towards her face. She closed her eyes and touched a doorknob. How could there be a door on the beach? She rolled in with a gentle push.
There were fires from all directions inside. As soon as she entered, sparks burned her clothes. She hurriedly put them out, and heard a familiar voice in her ears.
"Qianqian, my Qianqian, run quickly."
She raised her head and saw a familiar scene in front of her eyes eight years ago. Her mother, Zhou Yun, ran around in the fire of the Zhou family mansion in order to find her.
"Mom, I'm here."
She couldn't help but reach out her hand.
"Sister Qianqian."
Suddenly a huge force was pulling her behind her. She turned around and met Yun Xuan's fearful eyes. Her voice was hollow: "Run, just run away and don't come back again."
"It's on fire, run quickly, haha!"
Yunxuan's voice gradually became crazy, and she threw her hand away and threw herself into the fire.
"Yunxuan!"
She was thrown to the ground and got up in embarrassment. Two people stood in front of her.
"Burn them."
Ye Shirong's laughter was extremely harsh. Huo Jili stood next to him. Behind the two of them was the Zhou family fire. They walked towards her slowly, laughing wantonly and proudly.
"Go away! Go away."
Ye Mingqian opened his eyes suddenly and sat up. There was silence in his ears. Only his heart was beating like a drum. There were no Huo Jili and Ye Shirong, and there was no fire in the Zhou family.
She touched her face, which was covered with cold tears.
The chill wakes me up, I was just dreaming.
"Are you crying again?"
Ye Mingqian has cried several times today. When did she become so sentimental? She smiled to herself.
Squeezing her dry throat, she got up from the bed and poured a glass of water to drink. She looked at the cartoon clock in the living room, which read two in the morning.
"Sleep for so long."
Ye Mingqian rubbed her sore shoulders, and her stomach protested at this moment. She had not eaten anything except a piece of bread yesterday, and she had a lot of energy from sleeping and having nightmares. No wonder she felt sad all over when she woke up.
The dizziness of hypoglycemia made her unable to stand, and she felt the world spinning in front of her eyes. She turned on the light, felt her way to the wall and walked to the refrigerator. When she opened it, she found nothing edible.
She goes out early and comes back late every day so busy that she has no time to start the fire by herself, and there is no food at home.
"never mind."
She closed the refrigerator, put on a coat, and prepared to go out to eat some food. When she opened the security door, the wind from the corridor blew into her face.
Ye Mingqian unconsciously tightened her clothes, and suddenly a crisp ringing sound hit her ears. She took a closer look and saw a tall and simple metal pole between the door and the elevator. On it was a cute little angel statue. He was sitting on his knees with a water bottle, but what was poured out was not water, but a string of wind chimes.
It's a shell wind chime.
The seven colorful threads and the hanging shells glowed with natural colors, making a crisp and lively sound when the wind blew, which immediately made her feel much better.
Ye Mingqian was pleasantly surprised and came closer and found that there was a card on it. When he took it up and looked at it, there were only four simple handwritten words on it: Happy Birthday.
There is also a beautifully packaged small cake at the bottom of the copper pipe, with her favorite purple flower pattern on it.
Tears of emotion burst out instantly.
There are still people who remember her birthday. She is not alone in her thoughts. This is the first time in eight years that she has received a birthday gift again.
On the day of her twenty-sixth birthday, Ye Mingqian squatted in front of her home and cried for a long time, hugging her knees.
As she lifted up the copper statue as if it were a treasure, it disappeared behind the door with the sound of wind chimes. Where she couldn't see it, a tall figure stood quietly in the shadows.
a long time.
He let out an inaudible sigh.
His eyes in the darkness were like those of a night wolf, and the lingering fragrance of her body seemed to be in the air. He didn't turn around until it faded away and could no longer be smelled.
