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Chapter 42

She gently combed his bangs with a comb, and then took it simple and trimmed the bangs on his forehead little by little. Her expression was very focused, and all her attention was focused on his bangs, and even the beautiful and deep peach blossom eyes under the bangs were watching her.

Yi Jinli looked at the person who was so close to her. Her face turned slightly red because of the cold weather. Her pair of water-cleared apricot eyes, a small nose, pink lips, and a delicate face seemed to be increasingly unable to take off her eyes. Under the light, her body seemed to exude a warm atmosphere.

"Okay." I don't know how long it took, but her voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Are you okay?" he asked, as if the time spent with her had passed very quickly.

"Yeah." She smiled, took two steps back, and looked at him carefully for a while, "My craftsmanship is pretty good, it's pretty good, I've saved 10 yuan."

She smiled, then took a dry towel and helped him dust off some of the fine hair that had been stained on his face, neck and clothes.

"Okay, you go and take a shower." Ling Yiran said.

Yi Jinli responded, took the changed clothes and walked into the narrow bathroom. The warm water flow washed over his body. He lowered his head and looked at a scar on his chest.

Time passed, and the scar had now become very shallow. But every time he saw this scar, he would think of that woman.

The woman who once abandoned him and his father.

This injury may be the only thing that the woman left behind.

At that time, he knelt down and begged her not to leave, not to leave him and his father, but she pushed him away hard and left without looking back.

He inserted an iron cone on his chest. Afterwards, the doctor said that the cone head was extremely well off at the time. If he had been a little more tilted, he would not be able to save his life at all.

At that time, he told himself that the man would no longer be his mother.

After his father died, he would not have any expectations for anyone. If he had no expectations, he would not have so-called disappointment.

only......

Yi Jinli turned off the faucet, wiped his body with a towel, put on his clothes, and when he walked out of the bathroom, his eyes fell on Ling Yiran, who was sitting at the table, as if he was looking at something.

From when did he actually expect her? He looked forward to seeing her smile, looking forward to her happiness, looking forward to her looking at him with gentle eyes, and calling him "A Jin".

"A Jin, you've washed it. I'll help you blow your hair." She said, getting up to get the hair dryer.

He walked to the table and saw some documents she had laid on the table. They were... a copy of the file of her case back then.

His eyes flashed, "What is this sister looking at?" he asked knowingly.

"It was some related content of my case back then." She said, "Liliyi collected it for me."

"Why do you see these again?" he said.

Yes, why? Ling Yiran also asked herself this way. She has been unable to get through the case for three years. She doesn’t know where the witnesses from that year are now. What else can she do with her identity as a sanitation worker?

"Maybe...it's this case, there are some things I don't understand." Ling Yiran murmured.

I don’t understand why she obviously didn’t drink alcohol, but it was detected that there was alcohol content in her blood, and she even met the drunk driving standard.
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