"You are still not a human being. She is your sister. How can you help outsiders?" She waved her fat arms, and Ye Chuyun grabbed her.

"I won't allow anyone to hurt her until the matter is clear, not even you!" He coldly shook off her hand.

Mo Xiaonong took a few steps back, his eyes darting around the two of them fiercely, "Okay! If you help her today, I will never let her go!"

It wasn't until the person ran away that Ye Chuyun bent down and placed the brazier in the snow water. Black smoke and pungent smell emerged from the edge of the brazier.

Ding Yiyi stood behind her and said cautiously: "I don't, I don't know what's going on?"

Ye Chuyun turned to look at her and suddenly smiled. His thin face made his eyes bright. He nodded, "I know, and that's not the point."

"Why?" Ding Yiyi asked after being silent for a while. Footsteps sounded on the snow. Ye Chuyun walked to her and leaned over to look at her, "Because you are Ding Yiyi."

The fact that Mo Shuangling died was so surprising that Ding Yiyi had no time to ask Ye Chuyun why he came back this time. The two walked out of the alley in silence.

In the KFC around the alley, the bright lights and warm soy milk slowly warmed Ding Yiyi's stiff fingers. Her eyes fell on the newspaper rack next to her. A photo of a car being salvaged from the river stood out.

She took it over and looked at it carefully without missing a word. She sighed slightly when she saw that Police C determined it was suicide.

Ye Chuyun also picked up a newspaper. Although he disliked Mo Shuangling very much and had heard that she had become a second-tier star abroad, someone who was suddenly related to him by blood died and he still wanted to know what happened.

The soy milk in front of Ding Yiyi gradually cooled down, and the newspaper in her hand was pulled out. She looked up and watched Ye Chuyun put the newspaper back in its place. He concealed the faint sorrow in his heart for Mo Shuangling's death and smiled at her,

"Don't you want to talk to me about something else?"

Ding Yiyi knew that he was trying to divert her attention. She nodded obediently and suddenly found that he was thinner than the last time he went abroad. The veins on his hands were still slightly visible. If he hadn't looked in good spirits, she would have thought he was

Sick.

Ye Chuyun blinked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Ding Yiyi hurriedly turned her eyes away. She took a big sip of the slightly cold soy milk and spoke again, "Are you going to leave this time when you come back?"

Her eyes were eager, and Ye Chuyun's eyes softened a little, "No, I will always be here until I have to leave."

"What do you mean you have to leave? If you want to stay here, you can stay here forever." Ding Yiyi didn't understand what he meant by that sentence, but she could understand the sudden flash of melancholy in his eyes.

For some reason, she looked at his slightly tired eyes and felt a little afraid that he would say some answer that she couldn't accept. Almost subconsciously, she wanted to cover up the previous question and asked in a joking tone: "Then

Why are you waiting for me at my door?"

KFC happened to be playing music. The singer's voice was hoarse, and the sound of the piano seemed to be coming from another time and space with a hint of mist. His eyes were heavy, "I can't find you."

There was a touch of melancholy in his tone, and those simple Chinese characters seemed to carry unspeakable sadness. She couldn't bear it, and desperately wanted to get out of the sad atmosphere he created, so she blinked deliberately,

He said in an exaggerated tone: "Then why didn't you call me?"

He looked at her with a half-smile, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes. Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly took out her phone. It turned out that among the missed calls, his number was covered by Ye Nianmo's. She was distracted at that time.
Chapter completed!