After Yin Anran and Qin Ai broke up, she took out a word and looked at it quietly. There were no missed calls and no text messages.
She pinched her lips and thought for a while, but she always dialed the familiar words.
Beep-beep …
Nobody answered.
She was disappointed, hung up and got on the bus.
Jingxin sanatorium
Mother came back to the nursing home after she was discharged from hospital.
"mom"
"Little Dye"
Maybe it’s the Spring Festival, and Chu Xinyou’s mood is getting better.
Yin Anran is also a lot of comfort to see her mother look good.
Nothing is more important than mother’s health and happiness.
"Mom, are you going to grandpa’s for the Spring Festival this year?" She asked as she peeled the apple.
In previous years, my mother would go back to Yin’s house, but today my grandfather happened to be in A city.
Chu Xinyou took her and handed it to Apple and shook his head. "Let’s go back to Yin’s house on the 30 th and go back to your grandfather on the first day."
Yin Anran nodded his head.
"I haven’t seen him much now. You won’t quarrel, will you?" Chu Xin you Xin asked
Yin Anran hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, mom, don’t think about it. We’re fine."
"It’s good to have nothing to do with you, but it’s not easy for two people to get along with each other. You take a step back and I take a step back. Don’t be too stubborn."
Yin Anran listened to his mother and nodded his head.
Section 115
She chatted with her mother for a while before leaving the nursing home.
I received a text message shortly after I left the nursing home.
If you still don’t believe me, you can come to Coral Villa to testify everything I said.
Yin Anran looked at the message and frowned.
Even if there is no note, she knows that it must be sent by Ningfei.
Her hands clasped her mobile phone and she hesitated.
There are too many questions and curiosity in my heart, but I am afraid that everything behind it is what she can bear.
Do you want to go? Or should I go?
She doesn’t know the answer …
……
Villa Coral
Ningfei sent the message and then waited for Yin Anran to arrive.
She walked slowly to the second floor door and looked at everything in the room, the man in the room.
Yin an ran to come.
Be sure to come
Ningfei thinks like this
Only when she sees everything in front of her will she understand that what she says is true.
And ningfei guess …
It worked.
Yin An dye froze and looked at what villa.
She came after all.
She looked at the villa in front of her eyes. It was quiet and terrible. There was no one here.
The door was ajar. She pushed it open and went in.
All the way into the villa.
No one here seems to be uninhabited all the year round, but it’s clean. The villa is black and white. Yin Anran frowned. What’s here?
Yin anran doesn’t know
She was shocked when she walked to the door of the only room with light on the second floor.
Inside is the mourning hall.
And there are men in it …
She can recognize Meng Yichen only by looking at her back.
There is a black-and-white photo of Zhang greatly in the center of the mourning hall. She doesn’t know the woman, but she is not strange. It was that day that Ning Fei showed her the photo. The woman’s desk tablet and the date engraved on it were today.
Yin An dyed it white. Today is the anniversary of the death of the woman in the photo.
all of a sudden
The man seemed to hear something and turned around.
He was surprised to see Yin Anran for an instant.
He walked quickly to her. "How did you come here? ！”
Yin Anran definitely looked at the photo, and Ning Fei’s words echoed in her ears over and over again, making her forget to answer his words.
Meng Yichen grabbed her arm and took her out with a faint anger in her words. "Say! How did you get here? ！”
Yin anran looked at the woman in that photo. It was really … like her.
She turned her eyes to him and looked at him. His brow was full of anger and he was obviously dissatisfied with her coming here.
"Meng Yichen, I look like her, right? Are you looking for me because I look like her?" She asked out slowly.
She looked at him and expected to hear a different answer from him.