Just as they were looking for her trace, they were looking for someone under the wheel through a short fence and a crowd of onlookers.

Hua Rong thought that maybe when she passed by the car accident, Luonan might still be alive at that time, and she just walked by in a hurry - she never thought she would have an accident.

She has seen so many traffic accidents in the world and the terrible traffic accidents, but she can't contact her relatives and friends.

Then she missed the last meeting with Ronan.

*

"these are the things the deceased was carrying at the time."

The hospital staff handed things over.

A broken cell phone, a frictionally broken, unusable bank card, and a blood stained gift box.

"The memory of the mobile phone is seriously damaged. It took the police a lot of time to repair the memory card. Your mobile phone number is the first in the address book. We will call you first."

"The bank card can no longer be used. We can't confirm the identity of the deceased at the first time. I'm sorry for being so late."

"This one." The staff handed over the gift box with bloodstain. "This is what the dead held in the hand that day. It should be very important. She always held it in her hand when she died."

Fu Tingyuan stood there motionless.

After a long time, he asked coldly, "how do you know these things are hers?"

His face was too terrible, the staff hesitated for a long time, and then cautiously replied: "the mobile phone and bank card were found from the hands of the dead. When they were sent to the hospital, they were all in their hands."

Fu Tingyuan was stunned for a long time, and then slowly stretched out his hand and took over the small gift box.

The exquisite and small box is a souvenir that Ronan said he would buy on that day. He opened it in silence to see what the souvenir that had taken his life was.

It's a pair of expensive rings.

There is no pattern, can only see a pair of a man and a woman, neatly placed in the gift box.

Ronan has already died. No one knows what she did when she went to the mall to buy a pair of rings, why she bought a pair of rings, and who she wanted to wear the other.

Dead people don't talk.

She came to London to attend his wedding, and when she left, she bought a pair of rings to take back.

That's all.

The rest is for the living to guess alone.

The staff opened the freezer and pulled out the man covered with white cloth.

Huarong some legs soft, she can not stand, the heart is like a hand to grip, even breathing is painful.

Her eyes were so red that she couldn't even cry.

Fu Tingyuan raised his hand and slightly lifted the white cloth. His long hair with bloodstain fell out of it.

The cloth cover is not tight, and you can see that the white skirt that lornan wore that day hangs over the bed, some broken, and then blood.

The traffic accident was terrible and his face was completely changed. Fu Tingyuan only looked at it and took the cloth back, as if he didn't go to see it. Then the man lying in it at the moment would not be luonanchu.

The pain in his palm made him realize that this moment is not a dream, he is living in a living nightmare, although he does not want to admit that the reality is ridiculous.