Driver of The Beautiful CEO

Times.Kuangsha Literature Network

Today is a good weather, but it is not destined to be a happy child.

As soon as the day lightened, Han Shuilan appeared at the entrance of the Xincheng District Branch again. The haggard look was really pitiful.

Swollen eyes, dull face, and some messy hair...

Everyone can see that she has not slept all night, alone*.

Liu Yanbo watched, clenching his teeth, as if his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were shaking.

After living for more than 20 years, Liu Yanbo used to hate the sky, the earth, and the fate, and even the damn plague that year, but he had never hated a person like this before.

The thief who stole Han Chenxi was really guilty of death.

"Did you find it?" Han Shuilan asked eagerly.

Liu Yanbo shook his head and quickly relieved: "Not yet, but there are clues."

"Ms. Han, there is a special authentic rice noodle crossing the bridge next to us. Let's go there to eat and say, okay?"

His voice is very soft, just like coaxing a child, for fear that his loud voice will scare the other party.

"I'm not hungry." Han Shuilan shook his head: "Go eat, I will wait for news here."

Liu Yanbo didn't force it anymore, but then proposed again: "Then will I find you a rest room in this police station to keep up the spirit?"

Han Shuilan still shook her head, but as her head rose, her face looked paler, and she might faint at any time.

Liu Yanbo was very worried, and even more anxious in his heart, sincerely said: "Mr. Han, you will endure your body like this."

"It's okay." Han Shuilan even squeezed a reluctant smile."Scary boy, don't worry about me, Teacher Han is not as vulnerable as you think."

original--

The warm sun in winter will also be dazzling!

Liu Yanbo narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath to relieve the pain that seemed to pierce his heart.

then--

He disregarded the people around him, and no longer cared about the student's courtesy, the difference between men and women, and suddenly hugged Han Shuilan.

"What are you doing? Put me down."

Han Shuilan was struggling fiercely, but he couldn't make it any more. In a hurry, or because of the instinct of a woman to face such a thing——

Slap~

Crisp applause sounded, attracting people around to look sideways, but Liu Yanbo remained unmoved and strode toward the police station building.

Han Shuilan didn't struggle anymore, even to make Liu Yanbo hug comfortably, he also wrapped his hand around his neck and even buried his head in his bore. After a long time, he gently said with tears: "Smelly kid If I can't find Xi'er, I will hate you forever."

This is very unreasonable, but it is the only outlet she can now vent.

Since the loss of Han Chenxi last night, Han Shuilan has been supporting himself, not letting himself lose all hope, and telling himself that there will be hope...

She is a mother and should have been strong;

But she is also a woman and can be weak.

The son lost, and one night passed, but still no news...

Han Shuilan didn't know how long she could last, but Liu Yanbo's strong move at the moment at least made her feel that she was no longer alone, and made her feel that her tears were no longer alone and helpless, because--

His bore was warm, giving her the feeling of having found it.

and so--

If a woman can't even depend on herself, why can't she hate it?

Liu Yanbo didn't speak any more, but took every step more firmly and walked into the office of the deputy director.

The hungry Pan Yuyi saw that Liu Yanbo had brought back not breakfast, but a woman, and she felt a nameless anger in her heart.

Liu Yanbo ignored it, but Han Shuilan really couldn't bear it, raised his head and said, "Okay, let me down."

This time, Liu Yanbo put her down obediently, then pushed open the door of the lounge and said, "Mr. Han, you can rest here for a while."

Han Shuilan looked at Pan Yuyi, who was not very friendly, and looked at Liu Yanbo, who was stubborn, and finally nodded her head, gently "um", but she just walked into the lounge After one step, I felt a pain in my back neck, and my eyes went black.

"Liu Yanbo, what are you doing?" Pan Yuyi hurried over and said.

She had recognized Han Shuilan as the mother of the missing boy last night. She also knew that Liu Yanbo had a close relationship with this woman, so she became more and more unaware of his current behavior.

"She needs a rest." Liu Yanbo said as she hugged Han Shuilan, and walked into the lounge.

The lounge area is not large and the layout is very simple. Fortunately, the shop is large enough and warm, and there is air conditioning. There is no need to worry that people sleeping inside will catch a cold.

Liu Yanbo gently put Han Shuilan on it, covered it with a quilt, and then squatted to the side, carefully sorting out some messy hair for her, and he did not want to leave for a long time.

His gaze at this time was gentler than the warm sun in this winter, and his movements were gentler than the wind with the willow light.

He was watching her, and some people were watching him.

Pan Yuyi remembered that from the moment she knew it, she had never seen Liu Yanbo so gentle and attentive to a woman like now, which made her a bit tasted and could not help but ask: "Liu Yanbo, she is right Are you important?"

Is it important?

How important is it?

Liu Yanbo's eyes became more and more softened, and he remembered that season again, which belonged to his last carefree youth---

"Teacher Han, can I call your sister in the future?"

"Of course!"

"Sister. Can I go to find you in the big city where you live after I enter college?"

"Okay! When you get into college, you come to see your sister, who takes you to see the best fireworks."

"really?"

"Of course it's true. When did your sister cheat you stink boy!"

"Then we pull the hook."

"Pull hook ~ hang up ~ 100 years ~ no change!"

...

"Sister, I will definitely go to college and I will go to you."

"Brother, I'm waiting for you~"

...

Meet again after many years, now and now we are no longer what it was that year, but what I said at that time, just like you are still talking softly in my ear now-

Word by word, forever.

Liu Yanbo did not directly answer Pan Yuyi's question, but hooked Han Shuilan's right thumb with his little thumb in his left hand, and then thumb to thumb, just like when he left that year.

Pull the hook ~ hang up ~ 100 years ~ no change!