Han Ranchen, who was running with all his strength in the night wind, might not have known that his habitual helping hand eighteen years ago had sown good karma for himself, which would bear good fruit in subsequent dangerous moments.
Tang Zhong will never forget that in that dilapidated small fishing village, when he was always regarded as a killing machine, there were people who cared about him, bandaged his wounds, and even gave him the only food he had. He had nothing to give her, so he gave her all the sweets he had left in his pocket.
After he recovered from his injury, he wanted to visit Han Ranchen again, but was told that she had been admitted to the best academy of fine arts in China and was heading north.
Before he was so happy for Han Ranchen, he saw Yue Haotian sleeping in disheveled clothes on her bed. As Yue Haotian's closest friend, of course he knew what kind of hell Han Ranchen had just experienced!
At that moment, he had the idea of resisting Yue Haotian for the first time. But Yue Haotian controlled his parents and sister, and the only thing he could do was to quietly help Han Ranchen escape from the poisonous cave built by this woman's blood and tears.
Because Han Ranchen escaped, he was punished by Yue Haotian and had to kneel on the broken porcelain with bare legs for a day and a night. The porcelain shards dug into his flesh, leaving a bloody mess.
Five years ago, Han Ranchen, dressed as a nurse, walked to the door of Yue Haotian's ward. He recognized her immediately and saw the edge in her sleeves. But he didn't stop him and allowed Han Ranchen to enter.
Later, Yue Haotian was stabbed and injured. Facing Yue Haotian's cry, he had to rush in, but during the pursuit, he deliberately missed the gun and hit the leg of the bad policeman who was always trying to find the truth.
Han Ranchen never knew that because of this incident, Tang Zhong lost his right little finger forever.
Tang Yi said with lingering fear: "Brother, it's just a matter of three things. You let her go again. Can Mr. Yue explain that?"
A sad smile appeared on Tang Zhong's face. He took out the pistol from his waist and shot himself in the thigh without hesitation.
Tang Yi screamed and immediately covered Tang Zhong's bleeding hole with both hands.
"That's enough." Tang Zhong looked calm, appearing extremely calm and composed. He skillfully pulled off a bandage and tied it on his leg casually: "Let's go back and do the work."
Tang Zhong limped open the car door, climbed into the cab with difficulty using his hands and feet, and turned the car back to Yue Haotian's villa in a lonely voice.
When Xia Xingran woke up the next day, she habitually stretched her hand out of the quilt and suddenly touched a furry thing while waving. She was so shocked that she immediately sat up.
Han Chenluo moved, rubbed his eyes, raised his head, and said in a daze: "Sister, what's wrong?"
Only then did Xia Xingran realize that what she had just touched was Han Chenluo's hair, and she felt a little funny for a moment.
"What time is it? Why don't you go to school?" Even though it was blocked by the curtains, Xia Xingran still saw the light cast by the golden sun.
"I'm asking for leave. Sister, you are sick and cannot be left alone to take care of you." Han Chenluo stretched, yawned and stood up to stretch his muscles.
"I'm so
.Now that you are an adult, you will take care of yourself. You don't have to worry about me, just go and teach me! Xia Xingran was worried that Han Chenluo would miss his homework, so he kicked him out one after another.
Han Chenluo was a little worried and took Xia Xingran's temperature. After confirming that her fever had subsided, in order not to make Xia Xingran angry, he had to carry his schoolbag again and prepare to go to school.
"By the way, sister. Mom said she has come back. I talked to her on the phone." Han Chenluo stood at the door with a happy look: "Sister, you are such a lucky star. Thank you!"
Xia Xingran instinctively felt something strange and asked, "How did Aunt Han get out? Who kidnapped her? I saw that the other party was coming in a menacing manner, and he looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal."
Han Chenluo thought for a while and said, "My mother said that the person who kidnapped her last night probably felt scared after hearing her sister's voice, so she let her go. As for who it was, my mother said she didn't know."
Impossible, this must be fake! Xia Xingran reacted almost subconsciously.
The person who kidnapped Han Ranchen must be very familiar with them.
A small and powerful person. Otherwise, it would not be so hit-and-miss and lawless.
Han Chenluo pursed his lips and said, "Actually, I don't really believe it either. But since my mother said so, I'll just believe it, otherwise her hard work will be in vain."
Han Chenluo suddenly put away his smile. His eyes suddenly became silent, showing some deliberate calmness and indifference. But some desolate sadness still showed through his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth.
Only then did Xia Xingran realize that Han Chenluo had always understood everything, but he had always kept it secret just to satisfy his mother.
She suddenly had a sore nose. After Han Chenluo left, she quickly called Chang Huan.
"Xiao Ran, Han Ranchen and I can no longer stay in City A. After Han Ranchen recovers, we are going to go to the hometown of the murderer who pushed your parents downstairs. First, we can avoid being chased, and second, we can find the truth."
Chang Huan didn't say much, but Xia Xingran knew that behind the seemingly understatement, there must be something thrilling and unknown.
"You and Xiao Luo must be more careful in Bei City. Pay careful attention to the people around you, don't be careless, and don't be gullible." Chang Huan warned again and again.
Xia Xingran nodded and asked, "Will Uncle Chang and Aunt Han come back? For example, for the New Year?"
"Not for the time being. Let's wait until the limelight passes. Your Aunt Han's intention is not to tell Xiao Luo the truth. Just say that we are going on a trip."
Xia Xingran thought of Han Chenluo's distressed expression just now and couldn't help but feel aggrieved for him: "Uncle Chang Huan, actually I think there is no need to hide some things from Xiao Luo. He is not a child anymore..."
"Only when he knows nothing can he live a peaceful life." Han Ranchen's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, which shocked Xia Xingran.
When she said this, Xia Xingran didn't have much to say, so she exchanged a few pleasantries and then hung up the phone.
Han Ranchen's empty eyes suddenly shed two lines of tears, and there was indescribable sadness on his face: "Brother Huan, the person who killed Xiao Ran's parents must be inextricably related to Yue Haotian."
Chang Huan took a deep breath and asked hurriedly: "Why do you say that suddenly?"
"Because the person who kidnapped me this time was a close associate of Yue Haotian! And that person, I saved him eighteen years ago, and he gave me a handful of candies before he left."
"Could it be..." Chang Huan's eyes suddenly widened. ..
Han Ranchen raised his head and glanced at Chang Huan. His face was desolate. He clenched his fists and nodded with difficulty: "Yes, it's the kind of candy found on the bodies of Xia Qingyi and Feng Yuan."
Thinking of the scene of Xia Xingran and Han Chenluo together, Chang Huan fell into deep contemplation.
The so-called world is impermanent and fate plays tricks on people. This is probably the case.
After resting for another half day, Xia Xingran felt much more relaxed. Thinking of Wen Yi's text message, I put on a blanket, opened my laptop and started composing my thesis.
When Han Chenluo came back in the evening, he didn't even have time to put away his schoolbag, so he ran to Xia Xingran's room and knocked on the door. There was no response. He was worried and pushed the door open directly.
I saw Xia Xingran wrapped in a blanket and sleeping on her side in a strange shape. The laptop at hand is still on. The paper towels on the bed were in a mess. The ball of paper thrown on the ground looked like a field of cotton. The instant noodle bucket on the desk still had half a bowl of soup left.
Han Chenluo took it for granted, chuckled, gently moved the computer away, and unplugged it.
"Research on the clinical treatment of gastrointestinal stromal tumors."
Han Chenluo flipped through it and found a paper that discussed in detail the treatment and prognosis of the most common digestive tract tumors in China.
He couldn't read the paper, but he understood Xia Xingran very well. So I quickly clicked save, and a pop-up window popped up, confirming that Xia Xingran had indeed forgotten to save again.
"Still the same as before." The moment Han Chenluo looked at Xia Xingran and smiled, fireworks all over the world went off.
He easily picked up Xia Xingran with one hand, quickly placed the mattress with the other hand, and carefully put Xia Xingran in. Then he gently took the trash can and broom and started cleaning.
After finishing his work, he sat on the sofa under the moonlight and leaned forward slightly.
, resting his elbows on his knees, supporting his face, raising the corners of his mouth, looking at Xia Xingran who was like a porcelain doll with tender eyes.
Xia Xingran, known as the hand of the surgical god, is actually an idiot who cannot take care of himself in daily life. Only Han Chenluo knew about this side, and only he had seen it.
This made Han Chenluo extremely satisfied.
In the silence, Xia Xingran's cell phone suddenly rang. Han Chenluo was afraid of disturbing Xia Xingran's rest, so he immediately answered the call.
"Xiao Luo, who is it?" Xia Xingran still woke up, she asked in a soft voice.
"Bai Moyan." Han Chenluo's eyes were deep, and a look of resentment quickly passed through him: "He said that Ji Ling's paternity test came out. It confirmed the fact that her uncle was sexually assaulted."
This was obviously a good thing, but Xia Xingran sensed something was wrong. She clutched the corner of the quilt tightly and asked tremblingly: "Xiao Luo, did something happen?"
"Sister, I apologize." Han Chenluo suddenly hugged Xia Xingran and said word by word: "Bai Moyan said that Ji Ling just committed suicide by jumping off the building."
