At 9:40 in the evening, Ye Erlin completed the formalities and took Ye Yihan out of Annan Medical Beauty.
A dark old fisherman's hat was pressed against the top of Ye Yihan's hair. As he walked, he subconsciously reached out and touched the injured area on the back of his head. I had a hair transplant done here a while ago, and there is still an uneven feeling when I touch my fingertips.
The two of them walked to the car one after another. Ye Yihan looked back at the door of the medical beauty clinic and entered the car warily.
There was always a slight discomfort where the arm was caught. No matter how he dressed or even raised his hands and feet, the man had an aura of luxury.
Even when he admitted that he was wrong, he was not in a hurry to explain and apologize. Instead, he called his name several times.
Tang Ling, when he heard this name, he admitted that his heart felt tight.
"Er Lin, do you know who he is?" Ye Yihan looked out the car window.
The moon was sparse, the night light fell on the road, and the driving cars shuttled among the shadows of the trees.
Ye Erlin turned the steering wheel and turned right to enter the tunnel, lying in a calm tone: "I don't know him, maybe it's an artist."
He prevaricates and waits for the person to be sent back to Minhang Mansion. Ye Erlin asked him to take a rest early on the grounds that the company still had things to do, and went back to the company to report the matter to Brother Cong.
That night, Ye Yihan had a long dream.
In the dream, he was holding several pieces of paper tightly in his hands. The things drawn on the white paper were very blurry and he couldn't see clearly at all.
It was dark, the soles of his feet were muddy, and he was soaked.
Ye Yihan lowered his head and realized that he was wearing a uniform, which looked like a student uniform. The white shirt was also dirty, and there was nothing clean on his body.
A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky behind him.
There was a sound of footsteps rushing this way, and the sound of the door being violently pushed open.
"boom!"
In the darkness, he couldn't see who was coming in.
A hand with sharp bones stretched out from the darkness and snatched the paper from his hand.
"Don't touch this. Did you climb in through the window?" A young male voice asked in a somewhat aggressive tone.
When he wanted to speak, the hand in front of him pushed his shoulder.
Ye Yihan fell backward suddenly.
When he woke up from his sleep, his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat. But the moment he raised his head, what appeared in his eyes was not his room.
"Hiss..."
His body seemed to be shaking, and pain surged up from his lower body.
"Did I give you permission to mention his name?"
It was the same harsh voice, but this time it was heavy and resentful and refused to stop moving, grabbing his neck with both hands.
"Ahem...!" Ye Yihan coughed and raised his hand to grab the hand that was strangling his neck, but missed.
When he woke up again, he really woke up.
The central air conditioner has a constant temperature of 24 degrees, but Ye Yihan's bangs are wet and stuck to his forehead, and his pajamas made of gray and blue silk also smell like sweat.
Ye Yihan immediately sat up from the bed, and the bedside sensor light slowly turned on.
The first time I had a nightmare, it was a dream within a dream. It was as real as if it had happened.
He pulled out his cell phone from under his pillow. It was already two-thirty in the morning, and the lights outside the bedroom had not yet been turned off.
Is Brother Cong and the others back
As he stood up, he came to the door and heard Er Linzai and Brother Cong talking.
"If he is left in M City, there is no chance that he will be discovered one day. I will send him back to Beixin after his injuries are treated."
"Actually, what happened today is not important. We will talk to him about the comings and goings another day, and we must respect his opinions."
Ye Yihan stopped walking. Are they talking about him