Chapter 483

When he got out of the mountain gate, Xia Yiyi slowed down, got on the white car waiting at the foot of the mountain, and said to the driver, "go home!"

When the car started, Xia Yiyi slowly put down her heart. She stretched out her fingers and found that there was a jade pendant in her hand, which seemed to be a Maitreya shape. It looked very ordinary and nothing unusual.

That man Who is it? Xia Yiyi heart raised not small question, but chose silence.

Xia Yiyi gently leans her head against the window glass, and looks at the scene outside the window changing little by little. There are a lot of people and traffic. She wanted to find out the most familiar figure from the crowd, but she only widened her eyes in vain.

The car stopped steadily under the red light. Xia Yiyi noticed a group of young couples outside, leading a girl with pigtails, happily walking on the street. Three people were laughing and fighting. The children were coqueting around their parents, and the parents were also caressing their children's cheeks.

Originally, my children can be so happy. Xia YILENG thought. And now her unborn child, I'm afraid, will face the embarrassing scene of never having a father.

Xia Yiyi has no parents since childhood and grew up in an orphanage. Even though the dean and teachers have been very warm and considerate to her, they still can't warm her missing family. Xia Yiyi is really too eager to have a complete family, not for wealth, just hope to be able to a family safe together, a lifetime, is the best outcome.

Once upon a time, she thought that after meeting and marrying Ouyang Mo, she could become the happiest person in the world and enjoy herself in sweetness. However, the cruelty of reality eventually broke all her illusions.

The master's words are ringing in his ears, dead and turning

Yes, there may be a turning point! Mo will come back! Xia Yiyi slightly raised her thin chin and touched the cold window glass. Looking at the less brilliant sunshine in the sky, the haze under her eyes seemed to be gradually dispelled and ushered in a brief light.

The tall and thin man flashed into a secret meditation room. His body was close to the door, calming his breathing.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, but they all stopped not far away. The man nervously held his breath, patiently waiting for the reaction of the outsiders. His eyes looked around the Zen room, as if he was thinking about how to escape if he was found later.

The short knife for body protection was slowly pulled out of the shoes and held in the palm of the hand. The man's eyes twinkled and a lot of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose.

I heard a fierce voice: "where are people? How come you can't run after me? "

"Boss, what should we do now?" a man asked

After a period of silence, the man's voice was cold: "search! Be sure to find out! "

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer, and the chest of the man in the Zen room is fluctuating violently. He is ready to rush out and fight them to the death. At such a critical moment, an old voice came from outside: "benefactor, please stay."

The man in black outside looked back together and saw an old monk standing at the gate of the backyard with his hands folded in front of his chest: "benefactor, this is a place for monks to rest. To keep clean, please leave by yourself."

Someone said, "what are you? How dare you stand in our way

The old monk was not moved and bowed: "I don't have the person you are looking for here."

"Old man, are you lying to me?"

There was no wave in the old voice, and his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water: "monks don't lie, please leave by yourself."

Some people want to be angry, but the leader stops the impulsive subordinates. He walks over and sees a flame shaped pattern on the cuff of the old monk's cassock. His face changes instantly, and his attitude turns 180 degrees. He salutes respectfully: "master, we naturally believe in you, just..."

The old monk lowered his eyelids and raised them slightly: "benefactor, I said that there is no one you are looking for here."

The leader laughed awkwardly and immediately pulled out of the backyard. The old monk stood in the garden for a long time, silently watching the figure of those people completely disappear in the line of sight, then quietly turned around and pushed away the Zen room where the man was hiding.

When he went in, the tall and thin man had already taken off his cap and huge sunglasses, and sat lazily on the chair with his legs up.

Seeing him like this, the old monk frowned imperceptibly and sat on the chair opposite him indifferently. His thick lips wriggled and spat out three words that he hadn't called out for a long time: "Qi nianbai."

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Xia Yiyi returned home, very surprised to find that his friend Gu Xiaoqiao has been anxiously waiting in the living room. Seeing that he came in, he quickly welcomed shaolai: "Yiyi, are you ok?"

Xia Yiyi drooped his head, looking a little lonely, but after all, he said: "I'm fine, it's OK. Let's do it first, stand and say how tired we are. "

Gu Xiaoqiao nodded, thoughtfully supported Xia Yiyi to sit down on the sofa, said: "I saw the news, really did not expect, go out for a honeymoon can also encounter this kind of thing."Xia Yiyi pursed her lips and didn't speak. Honeymoon, airport and explosion almost became her biggest nightmare now. No matter when she sat there alone, she would unconsciously recall this tragic event. Suddenly, she seems to think of something, a strong grasp of Gu Xiaoqiao's hand: "Xiaoqiao, you are a journalist, I ask you, do you have any latest news?"

Gu Xiaoqiao looks at Xia Yiyi's eyes flashing with urgency and uneasiness, and knows that she must be worried about Ouyang Mo's safety now. For so long, but there is still no news about Ouyang Mo, so everyone will be afraid.

"Now we need foreign police to report all these things, and we don't have much information in our hands." Gu Xiaoqiao Wenyan said that she gently stroked her best friend's back and silently comforted her.

After hearing these words, Xia Yiyi's stiff back suddenly loosened, and the hope in her eyes, which was not easy to burn, gradually went out, murmuring: "no news No news... "

Gu Xiaoqiao see this kind of Xia Yiyi, feel incomparable heartache. She and Xia Yiyi are both children growing up in an orphanage. They have known each other since childhood. Their deep friendship and familiarity are far more than ordinary friends. And Xia Yiyi's stubborn and hard work is also the most unforgettable for Gu Xiaoqiao. In her impression, this stubborn girl has never been so depressed. In the past, so many hardships can keep her courage and confidence in struggle, but now

Xia Yiyi's eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, without any anger.

"Yiyi..." Gu Xiaoqiao is very worried about holding Xia Yiyi's cold fingers. That kind of cold makes people feel cold. She wants to warm her fingers and bring her temperature, but she finds that she can only do nothing in the end.

"I'm fine. How could I have something?" Xia Yiyi reluctantly pulled up a corner of her mouth and gently stroked her raised abdomen with her hand, "the life here is the biggest driving force for me to live. What's more, now that the police haven't found Mo's body, I don't believe he will leave me and the baby so ruthlessly. "