Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Liangqiu reached out and took it, only turning a few pages, and her face changed.

Looking up at Qin Anlan, his lips moved: "I want to call Lin Xingyuan."

Probably because she had lived with Lin Xingyuan for two years, she knew him very well, and his current behavior made her feel a sense of decisiveness in her heart.

She was making phone calls in a hurry, while Qin Anlan flipped through his diary.

The above writing is very obscure, most of them record the lives of Lin Xingyuan and Ye Liangqiu in the two years, and they wrote very detailedly for breakfast.

The sweet and sour, sour and astringent sensation, you can feel it when you read it.

He turned to the last page and there was only one line--

Do you know it, a cool autumn leaf!

Ye Liangqiu called desperately, but couldn't get through.

She was about to cry, a chill in her heart.

Lin Xingyuan, what stupid did you do?

I don't allow you to...

However, the phone was turned off all the time and she could not contact him.

At this time, the door of the suite was broken in, and a large number of reporters came in...

What they wanted to capture was the scene of Ye Liangqiu climbing the wall, but it was Qin Anlan sitting by the bed.

The scene suddenly got out of control, Qin Anlan's anger, reporter's excitement——

Ye Liangqiu walked out desperately, she was going to find Lin Xingyuan, she intuitively felt something was wrong.

The reporter stood in front of her and asked frantically...

Qin Anlan protected her and took her out, but there were too many reporters and he was powerless.

In the end, the hotel manager came forward and invited the reporter away.

Ye Liangqiu held the diary in his hands, "An Lan, please find him."

Qin Anlan held her shoulder with one hand and nodded calmly: "I will."

She looked very bad, and he was worried, and finally called sister Ying to take care of her.

He arranged for someone to find Lin Xingyuan.

There is no record of Lin Xingyuan returning to H city by high-speed rail or airport, indicating that he is still in this city.

If there was no reporter incident, Qin Anlan would think Liang Qiu had thought about it, but after the reporter incident, this matter was not that simple.

Behind, there is a hand they can't see.

Until three o'clock in the afternoon, all the mainstream media were reporting a piece of news.

An Audi Q5 exploded and burned on a national highway, and there was an adult man in the car. According to the license plate number, he inferred the identity of the man, Lin Xingyuan, a doctor in H city.

Ye Liangqiu was sitting on the sofa in the apartment. The moment she saw Lin Xingyuan, she burst into tears.

Xing Yuan...dead?

How could that charred body be Lin Xingyuan?

How could it be Lin Xingyuan who bought her breakfast every day and came back early after get off work?

He is so good, how could he just say that he is not here?

She doesn't believe...

Qin Anlan hugged her from behind her, her voice was a little dull: "Liang Qiu, cry if you want to cry! Just cry out."

Her face was buried in his arm, her voice hoarse, "It won't be Xingyuan! Qin Anlan, tell me, it won't be his, Xingyuan will not die."

They said yes, they said he would find a good woman to marry...

How could he die, how could he die?

She cried like a child, and she lost again, lost the important person in her life.

There is no way to recover, and while she is asleep, he is walking into another world.

Qin Anlan hugged her firmly, not allowing her to hurt herself.

His face was against her cold little face, cold and wet, tears everywhere, it was her heartbreak.

He can understand.

The person in his arms slowly softened, his face crooked in his arms...