Chapter 30 (1/2)

It was the afternoon when they returned to Yufu jewelry. The winter sun hit the glass window, shining the mottled jadeite inside. The whole interface was completely new.

The waiter at the door of the shop yelled ”Hello, boss”. However, his eyes fell on Song ye, who was outstanding in appearance. Zhao Zhen's attitude towards song ye in the shop still makes people wonder.

”What about Yunhua?” Song Ye swept a circle, did not see the familiar figure, turned to ask the attendant around.

The waiter was stunned and then replied, ”she's sleeping in the lounge. I don't think she looks good.”

”Well, thank you.” Song ye thanks and goes straight into the door of the shop towards the rest room.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't respond, the waiter suddenly realized that Yunhua was not Zhao Zhen's little lover, but the child's relationship.

On the way to the rest room, song Ye's step seems to be a bit hasty. Yunhua was killed by Dashan in the last life, and she didn't come to live in Yuncheng with her at all. She was used to being alone and busy with her own affairs. It was really wrong for her to leave Yunhua in Yufu jewelry and neglect her care.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor is the rest room. At this time, the door of the room is closed. At first glance, there is silence. But song ye can hear the sound of the room. She approached the door quietly and put her palm on it. For a moment, everything in the lounge became clear and audible.

However, song Ye's eyebrows jumped, and a crack broke on her cold face. Without hesitation, she lifted her foot, kicked open the door and rushed in. She pulled Yunhua's wrist on the sofa hard in her palm. The force was so strong that her wrist made a tiny click. The pain made Yunhua's strength loose and her fruit knife fell On the ground.

”Song Ye... ” Yunhua's face was as white as paper, and the faint light was in her trance eyes. She looked at the girl standing in front of her deeply and shallowly. Seeing this face, her memory seemed to go back to the night of escape.

Song Ye ignored her poor pale face, and her voice was cold as if to be frozen into ice, ”do you want to die?” The bloodstain on the fruit knife has not yet solidified. The woman's slender arm is still covered with blood. She witnessed the scene of Yunhua's self mutilation, which made her heart suffer a huge impact. She couldn't restrain her anger and rushed to the top of her head.

”Die...” Yunhua murmured the word, and tears fell in his eyes, shaking his head, and the whole person curled up in Song Ye's arms, ”I don't want to die, don't live that kind of life, but song ye, I'm so dirty. In those years, I had a very dirty life. Even if I lie in a clean bed, I can smell the smell of my body. I hate that I didn't kill them with my own hands, those scum and animals

The roar in Song Ye's arms seemed to have exhausted the strength of Yunhua's whole body. With the tears running down, all the feelings of forbearance and unbearable memories burst out. The two bloody arms tightly encircled her waist and dyed each other red.

Song Ye stiff body, that used to the cold face in tears was a little broken.

After she was 15 years old, there was no weakness and tears in her life. Self settlement and injury were insults to her. She was willing to eat human flesh and drink blood to survive. Therefore, at this time, she did not know how to comfort a woman with trauma in her heart.