Chapter 479: Leaflet, do n’t cry

boom.
The gunfire blew, and Qin Zhan's rushing figure stopped at the entrance of the staircase. His deep eyes passed through the layers of smoke and fire, and finally fell on the slender white figure.
The teenager ’s white suit looked like a holy feather against the flames. The teenager held a gun in his hand and maintained the trigger of the trigger when he was killed. The half of the face that could be seen from the side was exquisite, but it was fierce.戾 Very.
In such an instant, Qin Zhan almost dared not to conclude that this was the younger brother he took care of in his palm.
Her ruthlessness, the murderous spirit rolling around her, and the icy eyes that did not blink the murderer, she was like two people who were cold as usual.
Then, Qin Zhan saw a large swath of red blood on her shoulder. There was no damage on the clothes. The traces of blood leaked from the skin inside into the clothes. The wound at that location, plus such a familiar back, Let Qin Zhan's heart twitch fiercely.
It turned out that, for a long time, my younger brother, who was supposed to be a girl, was still a ruthless character who held the right to kill and lead a team.
Ye Shao, Ye Shao, it was only at this moment that he discovered the connection between the two.
It's not that Yunhua has a relationship with the night gang, Yunhua is the night gang at all.
The complex emotions in his heart stopped his footsteps, until the firefighting finally came downstairs, and the water spray fell down, and Song Ye hugged Yunhua and turned back.
The eyes of each other converged in the air, and Song Ye stopped. The eyes that were too late to conceal the murderous spirit were cold. All the emotions in the moment were turning outwards, shocked, surprised, clear, sad, and then everything Indifferent.
Song Ye regained his footsteps and passed Yunhua by his arms without saying a word.
If Qin Zhan were to arrest her right now, her muzzle would point at him without hesitation.
Just because she understood her decision, Qin Zhan said nothing and did nothing, but in cooperation with her, he sent Yunhua to the hospital all the way, and contacted the people in Yaozhuang to rush to assist the rescue.
The fire in the middle of the night was extinguished for an hour, and the fire did not spread to other houses. The feedback after Wenqi ’s investigation was,
All the gas pipelines are normal. After the incident, the safety valves and doors and windows of the Song family were locked. Is intentional murder. "
From the beginning of the other side of the flower, Song Ye had already predicted that this explosion was not an accident, and the killer cultivated by that organization was not just shooting and killing people. Trained from an early age, they are good at camouflage and various forms of infiltration, and belong to high IQ criminals.
The lively wedding in the day still had the temperature left, but now everyone is standing in front of the operating room. Tang Yixiao, lying inside, is seriously burned in half of his body, and Yunhua's miscarriage is being rescued.
All the festive atmosphere was washed away by the taste of the cold disinfection potion. The dozens of night gangs and Yun Ye's brothers stood in front of the door, and they were silent without opening.
The atmosphere was suffocating.
Wang Qianqian bit her lip and looked at Yuan Song, who was close to the door, as if her soul had been emptied. Then she looked at the other side away from the operation door, and Song Ye, who was leaning against the wall alone, was a lonely person who would not enter. It looks like a word of uncomfortable feeling made her lean on Wang Tiechuan, leaning her head on his arm silently, not letting herself cry.
When Qin Zhan went to the nurse's station and took the gauze, he saw Song Ye's head dangling, standing there alone, and could not see the joy and sorrow, as if isolated from the world, the loneliness was like a sleepy beast. His heart was sealed, and he was allowed to smash his head until he died.
He stepped forward and stood in front of her. He could only raise his hand slowly and stroked her hair slowly.
it's not your fault.
After understanding what he meant, Song Ye's thin body was stiff, and the hands resting on both sides slowly turned into fists. She gritted her teeth, as if fighting against the floor, and her eyes remained red.
Then, the big hand above her head slid down, pressing her back, and gently holding her in her arms, her eyes were blocked by the white of a shirt, her eyes closed could not beat the emotional attack, or maybe in front of her. The embrace was too warm, Song Ye felt that all emotions were no longer under control, and the rushing emotions scrambled to run outside, wet her eyes, and wet the man's shoulders.
"Don't cry, leaflet, don't cry." Qin Zhan awkwardly walked along her slightly trembling back, and the thin and thin spine bones within reach were distressing. He squinted the corner of his mouth and coaxed her in a low voice.
Leaflet, don't cry.
Such a tone like coaxing a child, so thick that she could shield her from the wind and rain, let Song Ye hold his shirt down, grit his teeth and tear like rain, only in this man's arms can she cry To be vulnerable.
Dozens of people in front of the operation are all Song Ye's men. After receiving his Majesty from Song Yezhao, he has always regarded this tomboy in white and white pants as a shrine.
Song Ye is synonymous with omnipotence in their hearts, is an absolutely powerful existence, will never be defeated, and has no shortcomings.
But when she saw Qin Zhan's clothes, shaking her thin body slightly, and crying like a child in Qin Zhan's arms, they couldn't help turning their eyes red, wishing to give themselves two slaps on the spot.
Song Ye is their boss, yes, but they have forgotten that their boss is only a 16-year-old child, who is also a flesh and blood, who will hurt and cry.
The bleeding wound on her shoulder would also hurt, she just didn't say it.
With so many responsibilities on her, she would also be tired, she just didn't say it.
Lying in the operating room was her loved one. She would blame herself and panic and worry. She just didn't say it.
Yuan Song leaned in front of the door to watch the scene, and his dull eyes gradually recovered his former glory.
He remembered driving Song Ye for the first time, and she said with a smile that she wanted to give her a chance, and went all the way to now. She also contributed to the relationship between him and Yunhua.
He still remembers that when Yunhua knew that she was pregnant, Song Ye was even happier than her father, and she had no less than half of her heart in Yunhua.
But she said that to her outside.
Thinking of this, Yuan Song finally stepped forward to Song Ye and said solemnly, "Song Ye, I'm sorry."
She will never be qualified before them.
Song Ye wiped his face, his eyes were red, and his expression was still a little rude. "The thing is done by the Han family, and they want to target me."
Yuan Song shook her head and reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "That's not what you intended. You saved the whole family's life. I should say thank you."