She said anxiously that the photo album contained her most precious memories.

Yi Jinli frowned unconsciously, "Are you even willing to risk your life for this photo album? It was luck yesterday. You only had some skin trauma on your fingers. What if the area burned was larger?"

"This photo album is very important to me!" Ling Yiran said.

"Could it be more important than your hands? Do you really plan to protect a photo album and lose your hands?" His voice deepened.

"It is very important. Even if both my hands are destroyed, I will still want to keep it." Ling Yiran took a deep breath and said. For her, this is a thought in her heart, a

Persistence.

That was the beautiful family affection in her heart, and it was also the happiest time she had ever had.

Her answer made his face turn ugly, and a wave of anger swirled in his chest, angry that she didn't cherish herself, and angry with himself that he actually cared more about her body than she did.

She herself didn't care whether her hands were useless or not, but it turned out that he cared about them very much and was unwilling to see her get even a little bit injured.

"Where is my photo album?" She still asked him this question anxiously.

Yi Jinli took a long breath, stood up, walked to a cabinet not far away, and handed her the partially burned photo album.

Ling Yiran breathed a long sigh of relief and carefully opened the album. Looking at the photos in the album, his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Some of the photos inside have been burned, with some burned to the ground with only the corners remaining, and some partially burned. Only about a quarter of the photos are still intact.

Every time she turned a page, it seemed that she needed more perseverance to bear the pain.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't protect even just a photo album.

Closing the photo album, she murmured, "Thank you."

"What?" He looked at her.

"Thank you for taking me to the hospital to treat the wound last night. I... lost control of my mood last night." She said with a bit of embarrassment.

After all, scenes from last night were flashing through her mind.

If it were normal, even if she wanted to cry, she would not throw herself into his arms and cry. But yesterday, she hugged him and cried loudly, as if she was holding a piece of driftwood.

"Then from now on, only I can see your loss of control." He leaned down and whispered to her.

This sentence is not a question, but a direct conclusion.

Ling Yiran was suffocated. Yi Jinli lowered his head and once again glanced at her fingers wrapped with gauze, "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can tell me and don't rush in on your own. Also, you...

Now that your hands are like this, I've asked you to take a leave from the sanitation office, so you can rest at home for a few more days."

Home? She was stunned for a moment, and then there was a touch of bitterness in her heart. This place was not a home for her. Or rather, there was no home for her in this city.

"I always ask for leave. I'm afraid the boss will find it troublesome. Then he will probably fire me." Ling Yiran said. She also asked for a long leave two years ago.

Street sweepers like them are like a carrot and a pit. If she doesn't go to work, it means that other colleagues will have to do her job for her.

"No one can drive you." Yi Jinli said with absolute certainty, "You should take good care of your fingers first. Otherwise, do you think your hands can really lift things and sweep the floor when you go to work now?"

Ling still lowered her head and remained silent. Her hands could indeed do nothing now.

"Take good care of your hands first. Once your hands are healed, you can do whatever you want." Yi Jinli said, as if she had thought of something, "Are you going to meet Qin Lianyi tonight? Why don't you change the date and wait for me?

Let’s wait until the injury is better.”

If you are familiar with Yi Jinli, you will probably be shocked when you hear this.

The most unpredictable man in Shencheng has never been so worried about a woman's hand injury.

If it were someone else, standing in front of him with only one breath covered in blood, he wouldn't be concerned at all.

"I must go." Ling Yiran replied firmly, "Lianyi seems to have information about the witness in my case. I want to meet with her to find out what is going on."

When she said this, she didn't even notice that his expression changed slightly, and the hand hanging by his side tightened slightly.

"Any news about witnesses?"

"Yeah." She nodded, "But for the specific details, I have to ask Lianyi to find out." Ling Yiran said.

"Are you planning to find clues to overturn the case on your own?" He asked, raising his hand and brushing a strand of hair on her cheek, "As I said before, I can help you overturn the case, you don't need a pocket

Such a big circle may not even come to fruition in the end.”

"But if you reverse the case, you can't really help me find the real culprit of this car accident, can you? You can't help me figure out who made me bear this crime. You just have to use the suspicion of innocence to help me escape.

But in this case, even if I am not guilty, others will still think that I am a murderer when they look at me."

"Is other people's opinions that important?" Yi Jinli frowned.

Ling Yiran smiled bitterly, "If it's something else, I don't care about other people's opinions, but for this crime... I want to tell myself the truth and let others know that I am not the murderer!"

When she didn't want others to mention her mother, they would only say that her mother gave birth to a daughter who took other people's lives.

How deep the violence of language is, she had experienced it back then.

Yi Jinli took a deep look at Ling Yiran, suddenly smiled and said, "Well, anytime you want me to help you reverse the case, you can tell me."

But there was a hint of deepness in his eyes.

All afternoon, Ling Yiran was handling the photo album carefully, taking out the photos one by one.

Even the half-destroyed photo, she carefully took out.

Just because her hands were still wrapped with gauze, it was naturally extra difficult to take the photo.

"I'll do it." Yi Jinli said, using his slender fingers to help her take out the photo. Different from her clumsy movements just now, his action of taking out the photo looked deft and elegant, which made people feel happy.

But at this moment, Ling still didn't have the heart to appreciate this pleasant sight. All her attention was just staring at each taken out photo and observing the degree of burntness of the photo.
Chapter completed!