Dear Mr. Shi

"There must be a secret room down here, think of a way to open him," Shi Yu Lengmo said, instructing Chen Tian, ​​and then Xia Yang and Bi Yuntao: "Seal all exits of Shi Guo Bieyuan, don't let him escape. Up."

"Yes!" The three immediately followed suit.

Chen Tian quickly broke the floor with someone.

Sure enough, as Shi Yuhan said, there was a big secret room below. Judging from the size of the secret room and the traces left in it, there should be a car stored in it.

If the guess is correct, the old man has left here in the car.

Chen Tian led some people and chased it all the way to the outside along the secret room tunnel, and found that it was on the road one kilometer away from Shiguoyuan.

It can be seen that the old man has already left in his car.

Chen Tian reported that Shi Yufeng told Xia Yang to drive to chase him immediately, but the possibility of catching up was very small and very small.

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After Song Qinghuan gave birth, because it was a C-section, he was forced to not sleep for six hours.

She was so tired, she was going to collapse, and when the anesthetic was gone, she fainted.

After waking up one day and one night, Song Qinghuan felt that her whole person seemed to be hollowed out. She was so painful that she moved, her eyes were full of tears.

Jin Lin and Aunt Wang next to her have been taking care of her, and holding the baby to show her that she is a cute little princess, that's what they said, because Song Qinghuan's state has always been empty.

After giving birth, she seemed to be lost and dazed.

She didn't talk or watch the children. She was afraid, afraid that Jin Lin would tell her something very bad about Shi Yuhan.

When she was sleeping, she had a dream. Sometimes in the dream, she kept away from the cold. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand, trying to stop the cold from the cold.

However, Shi Yuhan couldn't hear anything when he was carrying him. He walked farther and farther, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After waking up, Song Qinghuan was afraid of the premonition that he was about to lose forever, and tears kept streaming down.

To protect her from the cold when she is lost is like death to her.

I don't know when she started, Shi Yuhan is her only hope and only dream.

She has never believed too much in gods and Buddhas, but at this moment, she sincerely prays, hoping that the weather will be safe and sound.

The night was heavy, but Song Qinghuan couldn't sleep anymore. He kept looking at the ceiling, and Shi Yuhan's handsome, tender face was reflected on the ceiling.

Until I was tired, I had to close my eyes.

I don't know how long it took, and a soft touch on his face made Song Qinghuan feel dizzy, but not asleep, and slowly opened his eyes.

With her eyes confused, she saw the handsome face reflected on the ceiling just now.

He seemed to travel thousands of miles, coming in dust and dust. His clean, ice-like face was stained with thin sweat, his short black hair was also damp with sweat, and the black shirt on his body was also covered by sweat. Sweat is soaked.

Song Qinghuan woke up suddenly, his eyes widened in astonishment, but the whole person froze again.

She thought of the phone call from Shi Annuo, and thought of the weird dream, in which his back was farther and farther away.

She couldn't believe it, and panicked trying to sit up, but she affected the wound.

"Don't move, be careful!" Shi Yuhan quickly stopped her and helped her lie down on the bed again.

Seeing Shi Yuhan with an anxious expression on his face, Song Qinghuan was full of peace of mind and joy, holding his hand: "Shi Yuhan, you are here..."