NOVEL NEXT Chapter 30 Who Are You
When the two returned to Yufu Jewelry, it was just in the afternoon. The winter sun hit the glass window, revealing the colorful mottled jade inside, and the entire interface was completely new.
The waiter at the door of the store shouted 'Hello boss', but his eyes fell on Song Ye, who had outstanding looks. When he came back to the store, Zhao Zhen's attitude towards Song Ye was still very curious.
Where's Yunhua? Song Ye swept around, but did not see the familiar figure, turned around and asked the waiter beside him.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then replied: She is sleeping in the lounge. I don't think her face is very good.
Well, thank you. Song Ye thanked him and walked straight into the store door towards the lounge.
Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't respond, the waiter suddenly realized that this Yunhua is not Zhao Zhen's little lover, but the child's relationship.
On the way to the lounge, Song Ye's footsteps seemed a little hurried. In the last life, Yunhua died in the mountains, and she didn't come to live in Yuncheng with her at all, and she was used to being alone, busy with her own business, and left Yunhua in Yufu Jewelry and neglected to care. It was really inappropriate.
At the end of the corridor on the second floor is the lounge. At this time, the door was closed, and it seemed silent at first glance, but Song Ye could hear the movement in the room very well. She quietly approached the door, put her palm on it, and in an instant, everything in the lounge became clearly audible.
But the scene that caught her eye made Song Ye's eyebrows jump, and a crack was broken on her cold and waveless face. Without any hesitation, she raised her feet, slammed the door open, rushed in, and slammed the sofa onto the sofa. Yun Hua's wrist was slammed into the palm of his hand, and the force was so strong that it made a small clicking sound from the wrist. The pain caused Yun Hua's strength to loosen, and the fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Song...Ye... Yunhua's face was as pale as paper, and there was a faint light in her dazed eyes. She looked deeply and shallowly at the girl standing in front of her. Seeing this face, her memory seemed to have traveled back to escape. that night.
Song Ye ignored the pitiful paleness on her face, and her tone was so cold that it seemed to freeze into ice, You want to die? The blood on the fruit knife has not yet solidified, and the knife marks on the woman's slender arms are still oozing outwards. Blood, witnessing the scene of Yunhua's self-mutilation, made her heart suffer a huge shock, and her anger rushed to the top of her head, unable to restrain herself.
Death... Yun Hua murmured the word, tears fell from his eyes, shook his head desperately, and curled up in Song Ye's arms, I don't want to die, I don't want to live that kind of life again. , But Song Ye, I was so dirty. In those years, I lived so dirty. Even if I lay on a clean bed, I could smell the stench on my body. I hate it so much, I hate myself for not killing myself. They, those scumbags, beasts!
The roar that was stuffed in Song Ye's arms seemed to have exhausted all the strength of Yunhua's body. With the rushing tears, all the emotions and unbearable memories broke out, and the two bloody arms tightly hugged her. their waists, dyed each other red.
Song Ye's body froze, the face that was used to being cold was broken little by little in tears.
After the age of fifteen, there are no such things as weakness and tears in her life. Self-termination and injury are all insults to herself. She would rather eat human flesh and drink blood to survive. Therefore, at this time, she I don't know how to comfort a traumatized woman.
In the end, she could only stiffen her body, gently put her hands on her back, and patted her like an adult taking care of a child.
Perhaps it was because Song Ye had the same experience as her and was the one who pulled her back from the devil's den. Yun Hua always had a sense of dependence on Song Ye. After venting her tears, she could finally sleep peacefully for a while.
When Song Ye walked out of the room, Zhao Zhen stood by the window at the end, looking at her with a complicated expression, he hesitated, Yunhua, she, are you alright...
Song Ye's face was still a little gloomy, he nodded, and didn't say more, Uncle Zhao, is there a computer in the store?
...Yes. Zhao Zhen froze for a moment, walked to the next room and opened the door, I bought this computer years ago. I haven't had time to go to school, so it's useless to keep it.
Song Ye walked in and turned it on. Sure enough, she saw that the system was being downloaded. Taking advantage of the time, she looked up at Zhao Zhen, Uncle Zhao, I'm still underage, and I need a new guardian to leave the Song family, someone I can think of for the time being. It's you, I don't know what you think?
Her rebirth time is still short, and her previous contacts cannot be easily contacted for the time being. The only reliable partner is Zhao Zhen.
Be your guardian! Zhao Zhen was really taken aback, one was ignoring Song Ye's age, and the other was that he didn't expect Song Ye to trust him so much. You must know that Song Ye is a multi-millionaire now, and whoever becomes the guardian will have certain control over the property. Although the minors claimed that breaking away from the family was mostly a rebellious act, Zhao Zhen had always been quite disgusted, but thinking of the Song family he met at noon, Zhao Zhen really wanted to give Song Ye a compliment, Okay, As long as you trust me, I'm fine.
Well, then trouble Uncle Zhao to help me take care of Sister Yun. Song Ye opened the page to connect to the Internet. After Zhao Zhen went out, he flipped his fingers and began to move on the keyboard. Countless pages were mobilized on the screen, and the dense code could be seen. People were dazzled, but Song Ye didn't even look at it, changed the code directly, and then quickly wiped off the traces.
She invaded Yuncheng's hukou file system, and within three minutes moved her hukou to Zhao Zhen's name, and by the way made Yunhua her own sister.
After finishing this, she paused with her fingertips, re-invaded Lincheng's official data, found the group of people who were captured in Dashan, and determined the location of the detention. Just as she was about to exit, she suddenly noticed that there was a warning symbol.
That's... being tracked.
Crackling, Song Ye's fingertips did not pause at all, and successively mobilized all the IP addresses inside and outside of Yuncheng to cover up the other party's tracking. Under the attack of thousands of data, the other party's tracking was completely interrupted within ten seconds, and the page There was only one last message left by the other party.
'Who are you'
Song Ye glanced at the page, and looked at the concise and blunt questions on the page, and there was no punctuation mark. A face that was as cold as an iceman appeared in his mind for some reason.
Didi... Far away in the deep mountain base of Yuncheng, Qin Zhan stood next to the computer, with a cigarette between his fingertips, looking at a dark screen, after a while, he instructed the soldier who was operating the computer: Let someone inform Lincheng Prison. , someone will go to robbery.