Gu Xu looks at cloud Mo with the same gloomy face, shakes his head and sighs heavily.

"The driver's ID card and passport are all fake. But then he pretended to be real and almost got on the plane. There must be someone behind it. "

"Fake?" Cloud ink frowned, looking at a bright tile in front of him, as if thinking.

Gu continued nodded, "it's a man who is nearly 60 years old and has no driver's license. The people in the bureau used all kinds of methods, but he just didn't ask who ordered him. He insisted that he was drunk driving and hit people

"Drunk driver hit people, how can you immediately leave D city to escape abroad."

"So the people behind all this are carefully planned."

“……”

"Let the people in the Bureau use force to solve the problem. If something happens, I will take care of it."

"Already used."

“……”

"Ah Mo, the driver of the accident, is a patient suffering from cancer and is dying. He doesn't care about the disaster of prison."

“……”

"When the interrogator used force, he said it himself. He said it didn't matter if he was killed. He was in advanced cancer anyway

"Who hates me so much behind my back that I have to have a fork in my wedding."

"There are so many people in doubt that I can't guess."

"You said all the documents of this man are fake?"

"Well, so there's no way to start with his family."

The matter is so troublesome, it really makes yunmo headache, "ask Lu Yichen, how does he know that the driver who caused the accident will go to the airport."

Several days later, the matter was delayed because of the funeral of Qiao's mother, and the two families put their energy on this funeral.

Yunmo also ordered that the media should not be allowed to report this matter, so it blocked the news.

On the day Joe's mother was buried, there was a drizzle in the sky.

Many people came to see off the best part of Kunshan cemetery.

Yunshao and Mrs. Yun don't have umbrellas. All of them dare not.

Qiao Xiaoan, who had been quiet for many days, cried faintly at the moment when his mother's ashes box was buried.

She saw with her own eyes the spirit giver, holding sand to cover on such a small urn, inch by inch, drowning her mother and empress.

A big living man, finally lying in such a small box.

Qiao Xiaoan didn't let anyone bury him. He held on to the box.

Finally, after she cried faintly, the spirit sending talent was completely buried.

Later, Qiao Xiaoan had a serious illness.

From the cold since the continuous high fever, repeated, not improved for a month.

With the cause of cheeky tracheitis, pneumonia, and has always been punctual physiological cycle has been disrupted, a month to come twice a holiday, a lot of pain.

Joe's father's side, still living in the hospital, a slight concussion, right ankle comminuted fracture.

When Qiao Xiaoan got better, it was mid December.

D City ushered in the first snow in winter.

At more than six o'clock in the morning, she stood outside the balcony in her shawl, watching the cleaners outside the villa already sweeping the road.

There is not much snow, the thin layer, a lot of cleaners toward both sides of the road swept open the snow path.

And the grass and trees downstairs are covered with thin snow, and the branches are slightly tiny, but they are still bent down.

Qiao Ma left for more than a month, her sleep has not been good.

I can hardly sleep in the first half of the night, but I can barely sleep in the latter half of the night.

A little bit of sleep, it's morning.

So yunmo doesn't go to the group office in the morning.

Wait for her to wake up, accompany her to have a meal, talk, and accompany her to the hospital to see Joe's father, then go to the group.

When I woke up from my confusion this morning, I turned over and threw myself into the air.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized that Joe was no longer around. He quickly turned up and quickly swept around with his frightened eyes.

"JOJO?"

She was standing on the balcony outside the landing window.

The bedroom was spacious, and she was far away, so she couldn't hear.

Cloud Mo quickly got out of bed, looked for a circle, saw her quietly standing there.

The sky is still black, outside the light hazy sprinkle her all over, body snow-white, long shawl fell to the ground.

Like a goddess standing in the moonlight, quiet.

It's just a little thin.

Cloud Mo conveniently from the imperial concubine chair, grabbed the windbreaker he took off last night and went out and put it on her body.

"Why did you get up so early today?"

Qiao Xiaoan slightly turned back, leaning on his chest, "it's snowing."

"I see it. Go in. It's cold outside. "

"Let me stay a little longer. I haven't been so awake for a long time."

He stayed on her body and closed the windbreaker on her body.Two people breathe, from the breath in the breath of white smoke, but in an instant in the cold scattered.

It's cold. It's cold.

He held her tighter.

She also turned back to face him and put her arms around his neck. "Mo, I'm sorry. I've been dragging you down since my mother left

He was tall, slightly bent over to reach her forehead, "what nonsense to say."

She saw that he was only wearing a set of pajamas, and she took his hand and started to walk. "It's better to go back to the room."

Two people into the bedroom, he conveniently closed the French window, breathing, a burst of white air still sprayed on the glass door, forming a thin mist.

When she turned her head and looked at her, she had turned on the bedroom light and was smiling at her, very pale, very pale smile.

For more than a month, she seldom has a hard face, always smiling at everyone.

But Mo knew that the smile she had forced a while ago.

Only now this smile is from her heart. The arc of her mouth is very natural.

She said, "ah Mo, I see a lot. I can't be so decadent all the time. All the people alive care about me. I can't make you worry so much. I can't drag you all the time. I can't do anything

During this period of time, she knew how subtle ah Mo was to her. If it was not a big event, he would not go to the group and would always stay with her at home. No matter how much she said, she was ok, he would still be with him. It's just that yunmo didn't say that Qiao Ma had been seriously ill before the accident.

She left the light switch in her bedroom and walked up to him, lifting her arms and landing on his shoulder, "you haven't been running in the morning for a month and a half. Today, I will accompany you. I can't let you lose the habit of exercising because of me. "

He put his arms around her waist and frowned slightly when he looked at her. "How come it suddenly occurred to me to go for a morning run with me?"

She looked up at him, dew gave him a reassuring and sweet smile, the dimples on the cheek also sank open, extremely charming, "not suddenly remembered, but decided to accompany you to exercise together from now on."

“……” He picked a handsome eyebrow to express his surprise.

"Amo." She couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, leaning against his shoulder, thinking of the dead, with vague tears in her eyes, "I will cherish everyone alive. I also want to be healthy and healthy, good body, in order to accompany you for a long life, accompany you to see the most beautiful sunrise and sunset in the world

(recently, my energy is limited. The daily update is changed to 6000 to 8000 words. Try to use 8000 words, that is, the third or fourth shift. Ladies and gentlemen, please forgive me. Until the editor informs us of the explosion, there will be a big explosion. As on the same day, the specific time has not been determined. Love you

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