It was afternoon when the two returned to Yufu Jewelry. The winter sunlight hit the glass display window, illuminating the colorful mottled jadeite inside, and the entire interface took on a brand new look.
The waiter at the door of the store shouted "Hello, boss", but his eyes fell on the outstanding-looking Song Ye. Zhao Zhen's attitude towards Song Ye when he came back to the store is still very curious.
"Where's Yunhua?" Song Ye glanced around and didn't see the familiar figure, so he turned around and asked the waiter beside him.
The waiter was stunned for a moment and then replied: "She is sleeping in the lounge. I think she doesn't look well."
"Well, thank you." Song Ye thanked him and walked straight into the store towards the lounge.
When the waiter saw that Zhao Zhen had no reaction, he suddenly realized that this Yunhua was not Zhao Zhen's little lover, but the child's relationship.
Deng Deng Deng, Song Ye's footsteps seemed a bit hasty along the way to the lounge. In the last life, Yunhua lost a lot of lives and did not come to Yuncheng with her at all. However, she was used to living alone and was busy doing her own things. It was really wrong to leave Yunhua in Yufu Jewelry and neglect her care.
At the end of the corridor on the second floor is the lounge. The door is closed at this time. At first glance, it seems to be quiet, but Song Ye has excellent hearing and hears movement in the room. She quietly approached the door and put her palm on it. In an instant, everything in the lounge became clear and audible.
But the scene that caught her eye made Song Ye's eyebrows jump, and a crack appeared on her cold and calm face. Without any further hesitation, she raised her foot, kicked open the door and rushed in, throwing the sofa onto the sofa. Yun Hua's wrist was pulled hard in the palm of his hand. The force was so strong that it made a slight clicking sound. The pain made Yun Hua loosen his strength and the fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Song... Ye..." Yun Hua's face was as pale as paper, and there was a faint glint in his eyes. He looked deeply at the girl standing in front of him. Seeing this face, her memory seemed to have traveled back to the one who was on the run. night.
Song Ye ignored her pitiful pale face, and his tone was as cold as ice, "Do you want to die?" The blood on the fruit knife had not yet solidified, and the knife marks on the woman's slender arms were still seeping out. Blood, witnessing Yunhua's self-mutilation with her own eyes, gave her a huge shock to her heart. Unable to restrain herself, her anger rushed to the top of her head.
"Death..." Yun Hua murmured this word, tears falling from his eyes, shaking his head desperately, curling up in Song Ye's arms, "I don't want to die, don't live that kind of life anymore, But, Song Ye, I was so dirty. In those few years, I lived so dirty. Even when I was lying on a clean bed, I could smell the stench on my body. I hate it so much. I hate that I couldn’t kill them with my own hands. , those scum, beasts!"
The roar in Song Ye's arms seemed to have exhausted all the strength of Yunhua's body. Along with the rushing tears, all the suppressed emotions and unbearable memories exploded, and the two bloody arms hugged her tightly. Their waists were dyed red.
Song Ye froze, and the face that was used to being cold was broken bit by bit by the tears.
After the age of fifteen, there were no such things as weakness and tears in her life. Self-commitment and injury were both insults to herself. She was willing to eat human flesh and drink blood to survive, so at this time, she I don't know how to comfort a woman who is traumatized.
In the end, she could only freeze her body and gently put her hand on her back, imitating an adult taking care of a child, and patted her.
Perhaps because Song Ye had the same experience as her and was the one who pulled her back from the devil's cave, Yunhua always had a sense of dependence on Song Ye. After venting her tears, she was finally able to sleep peacefully for a while.
When Song Ye walked out of the room, Zhao Zhen stood by the window at the end, looking at her with a complicated expression, but hesitated to speak, "Yunhua, are you okay..."
Song Ye's face was still a little gloomy, he nodded without saying anything more, "Uncle Zhao, is there a computer in the store?"
"... Yes." Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, then walked to the next room and opened the door, "I bought this computer years ago. I didn't have time to learn it, so I kept it useless."
Song Ye walked in and turned on the computer. Sure enough, she saw that the system was being downloaded. Taking advantage of this moment, she raised her head and looked at Zhao Zhen, "Uncle Zhao, I am not yet a minor. I need a new guardian after leaving the Song family. I can think of someone for the time being." It’s you, I wonder what you think?”
The time she had been reborn was still short, and her previous connections were not yet easily accessible. The only reliable partner was Zhao Zhen.
"Be your guardian!" Zhao Zhen was really shocked. On the one hand, he ignored Song Ye's age, and on the other hand, he didn't expect Song Ye to trust him so much. You must know that Song Ye is a multi-millionaire now, and whoever becomes a guardian will have certain control rights over this property. Although minors claim that breaking away from their families is mostly an act of rebellion, Zhao Zhen has always been quite disgusted, but thinking of the Song family he met at noon, Zhao Zhen really wanted to praise Song Ye for his decisive decision, "Okay, As long as you trust me, I have no problem."
"Well, please ask Uncle Zhao to help me look after Sister Yun." Song Ye opened the page to connect to the Internet. After Zhao Zhen went out, his fingers flew up and started moving on the keyboard. Countless pages were called up on the screen, and the dense codes could be seen. People were dazzled, but Song Ye didn't look at it, directly changed the code, and then quickly erased the traces.
She invaded Yuncheng's household registration system and moved her household registration to Zhao Zhen's name within three minutes, and also changed Yunhua's identity to her sister.
After finishing this, she paused with her fingertips and re-intruded into Lincheng's official data. She found the group of people captured in the mountains and determined the location of their detention. When she was about to exit, she suddenly noticed that the menu bar appeared. warning symbol.
That was... being tracked.
Crackling, Song Ye's fingertips did not pause at all, and he successively mobilized all the IP addresses inside and outside Yuncheng to cover up the other party's tracking. Under the attack of thousands of data, the other party's tracking was completely interrupted within ten seconds, and the page Only the last message left by the other party is left.
'Who are you'
Song Ye glanced at the page and looked at the concise and blunt questions without punctuation. Somehow, a face as cold as ice appeared in his mind.
Didi... Far away in the mountain base of Yuncheng, Qin Zhan stood next to the computer, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, looking at the dark screen. After a long while, he ordered the soldier operating the computer: "Notify Lincheng Prison. Someone will go to jail."