Kuai Wen Zhi crazy criticizes the beauty she does not want to be a female supporting role

Chapter 76 Killing the male protagonist Long Aotian (29)
The moon was covered by dark clouds, and the air was filled with moisture, as if a downpour would arrive in the next second.

This is the second week of the search.

"Ms. Jiang, there is still no news. Our people only found the car under the mountain, but no one was seen." The person who spoke was the person who knew Panlong Mountain best, invited by Jiang Yun, and asked him to lead a professional search and rescue team. Looking for it, at this time he took out the photo and placed it in front of Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun's heart suddenly stopped.

The calmness and calmness of the past have long been forgotten.

She didn't dare to look, but she had to.

She picked up the photo with trembling hands and forced herself to look at it inch by inch, trying to find any trace of her or her survival in the photo.

But no.

Because it is too high and the terrain is steep, it is difficult to get down, so we can only take pictures from a helicopter.

It's very blurry, but the red sports car is easily identifiable in the lush woods. It can even be seen in the photo that the car has been severely deformed. There are blood stains on the front seat, but there is no trace of anyone.

The twisted car door was tightly closed, and there were trees outside blocking it, making it impossible for the people inside to get out.

She tried hard to calm down her mood and said in a hoarse voice: "You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see the body when you die."

Even if her daughter is really dead, she will bring her body back.

He was silent for a while, then took out the hand that had been inside his pants, still holding the last photo.

"Ms. Jiang, I have been hesitating whether to take out this photo, but as a mother, I think you are entitled to see this photo."

He was silent as if in mourning, and handed the last evidence of his daughter's death to a mother.

He averted his eyes, not daring to look at her expression.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

What a cruel thing.

The tattered clothes were wrapped in scattered pieces of flesh and white bones, and the blood stains stained the surrounding soil crimson.

She doesn't want to admit that this is her daughter.

So she endured the severe pain in her heart and searched steadily with sore eyes.

Then, among the broken flesh and blood in the photo, there is an emerald green bracelet wrapped around half of the arm like leaves.

She felt chills all over. She had never felt so scared or regretful.

She didn't want to admit it, but she had to.

Her daughter, a good girl raised since childhood.

The daughter who was acting coquettishly with her a few days ago.

"Panlong Mountain is dangerous not only because of the steepness of the mountain, but also... because of the frequent presence of wild animals." He was originally unwilling to explain the matter clearly, but there was no other way. Long-term pain was better than short-term pain.

"Although the car door is twisted, the car window is broken. As far as I know, Miss Su is very thin." He took a half step forward, took out a specific photo of the car from many photos, pointed to the broken car window and said, "Maybe Miss Su is Climbed out of here."

She stared blankly at the place where his finger pointed, her already pale face even more miserable, without a trace of flesh and blood.

The photos are very clear and capture every detail.

Looking at the photos, she couldn't help but start to imagine Su Yande's scene at that time.

The broken glass was very sharp and stained with thick blood and shreds of flesh.

The broken limbs appeared two meters away from the car, so when her daughter climbed out of the car dragging her injured body, she thought she would survive the disaster, but she didn't want to be like a sheep caught in a tiger's mouth, right?

Was she scared?

Is it painful?
Her heart was clenching and painful, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe or speak, but she didn't cry.

She thought that Xiaoyan must have been in a hundred times more pain then than now.

What was Xiaoyan thinking at that time?

Are you complaining that she didn't help her solve this ridiculous marriage contract and could only let her solve it in her own way?

She was usually such a delicate girl, but she endured the pain and struggled to climb out of the car window. "Miss Jiang, the matter is very clear." Even though the young man standing below couldn't bear it, he still said this calmly.

Everything is clear.

No need to waste any more time.

"You go out." She looked directly at the photo and said coldly.

"Okay." He sighed.

It is a pity for the dead, but the living should take better care of themselves.

"Is Xiaoyun okay?" As soon as he went out, he was surrounded by two old people and asked.

Looking at their sad and uneasy eyes, he lowered his eyes: "She already knows."

I told her all the truth.

As a mother, she has the right to know the truth.

I'm not qualified to hide it.

No one has the right to hide anything.

The silver-haired old woman took half a step back, her eyes full of distress, and murmured: "How can she endure such a thing?"

His wrinkled eyes were red and swollen with tears, and his lips were trembling.

The old man beside her supported her, but he could still maintain his composure: "Sorry to trouble you."

"Grandpa Jiang, why are you talking about this?" He pursed his lips and hesitated: "But..."

"You should still take care of your own health."

He couldn't bear to look at the two old men who had added a few wrinkles to their faces after hearing about the death of his granddaughter and the news that his daughter had decided to divorce.

"I'm sorry to bother you." He said with slightly red eyes.

No matter how sympathetic he was, it was someone else's family background and he was not easy to talk to.

That's all I can say.

It wasn't until everyone left that the two old men stood at the door of the room, supporting each other, with tears in their eyes but not daring to go in.

Jiang Yun felt very uncomfortable, as if all the organs in her body were on strike. Her ears were ringing so much that it almost shattered her nerves, and her eyes were dry and painful.

She slid off the chair, sat on the cold ground, and slowly curled up into a ball, as if she could find a sense of security in this way.

She thought, it would have been better if she had not fallen in love with Su Li, and it would have been better if she had not married him.

If, but no if.

She regrets it.

She felt that she was very calm now, as calm as if her soul had left her body.

It was as if I saw myself from another perspective, wrapping myself so fragilely that my tears couldn't stop falling to the ground, smashing into tears.

She cried very quietly. She didn't hear the cry, but she could feel her great sadness, like a person drowning in the sea. A huge feeling of suffocation came from her chest, and her throat was filled with heartbreaking pain. Out of breath.

She watched all this indifferently.

I heard voices coming in from outside again.

She seemed to be able to see her parents' white hair, worried but restrained movements and red and swollen eyes through the door.

She told herself that if she wanted to cry, she should cry enough now, today, now, at this moment, but she was not allowed to cry again from now on.

She couldn't be more vulnerable.

Next, she has something to do.

(End of this chapter)