Wang Aoshuang's face was filled with tears, and her heart was burning. She hoped that Lan Yuchi could come miraculously.
Because there is a tracking system on her phone, I hope he can find her soon after discovering that she is missing.
Sure enough, God was still pitying her. Suddenly a noise sounded outside the door, and then the bullet swept across everyone's heads.
The people present quickly fell down and dodged the bullets.
Taking advantage of the time when everyone was lying down, several men who were quick to reach out took out the hook and quickly threw it at the wheel of the bed where Wang Aoshuang was sleeping, and hooked the bed.
As soon as Wang Aoshuang was pulled over, Lan Yuchi picked her up and ran out.
The people behind him were fighting fiercely with Zuo An's people, covering them off.
As soon as Lan Yuchi got into the car, he asked anxiously, "Ao Shuang, are you doing anything? Is the child injured?"
Wang Aoshuang escaped from death, still in shock, and shed tears, "I... is fine..."
Lan Yuchi felt heartbroken when he saw her frightened and lost his soul.
He couldn't help but hug her, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's safe."
Wang Aoshuang suddenly seemed to remember something, and suddenly became excited again, "Ann, Ang is still in their hands."
Lan Yuchi saw the pot of steel slurry just now and the urn next to him, and he already understood the rough thing.
He comforted her softly, "Ao Shuang, the ashes cannot be separated from the melting of the slurry."
She burst into tears, "But that's Ang's body..."
"Ao Shuang, things have become like this and cannot be changed. You accept it."
Wang Aoshuang shook his head vigorously, "No, I want to take him over. Even if the slurry is mixed in, I will keep him forever, with his soul in it."
Lan Yuchi looked at her like this and felt unspeakable.
She suddenly looked at him beggingly, "Yuchi, after Zuo An leaves, let's go back. I want to take Ang home."
Seeing her in pain, he knew that she would definitely be in peace all day without agreeing, so he had to agree.
After a long time, his subordinates came to report that Zuo An and the others had left.
Lan Yuchi turned the front of the car and went back.
But when they returned to the house, they were empty and the boiler was gone.
"Where is Ang... Where has Ang gone?" Wang Aoshuang looked around like a lost soul.
Lan Yuchi also went to search, "You guys hurry up and look around."
But they searched the whole house but couldn't see the pot.
Then a subordinate came back to report, "I found that pot by the beach."
After hearing this, Wang Aoshuang immediately ran towards the beach.
I saw that the pot was placed on the beach, and the slurry of the boiler had been poured into the sea, and I don’t know where it sank.
Wang Aoshuang looked at the empty pot, her heart was like the ocean in front of her, empty and boundless.
She knelt on the beach powerlessly, watching the waves in front of her tumbling violently, and her heart twitched, "And, where are you? Where are you floating? Why do I lose you so thoroughly
?…”
She lowered her head, and tears surging like sea water.
Thinking that Ling Ang disappeared into the vast sea and drifted alone from now on, without souls and spirits, she felt almost suffocating.
She sat weakly by the sea, as crisp as a dead tree in the wind and frost, her vision was so illusory that there was no focal length at all.
Lan Yuchi walked over and pulled her arm, "Ao Shuang, Ling Ang has completely disappeared, please feel sorry for your grief."