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The car was driving on the road, and Ye Shaofeng asked, "Where are you going, I'll send you home?" ”

Xia Rou was expressionless, glanced at Ye Shaofeng, didn't answer him, just asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Ye Shaofeng."

"Oh, I should have guessed a long time ago, you are Ye Shaofeng, you are very famous, whether it is the underworld or the white, you all know your name. Yang Jingkun planted it in your hands, which can be regarded as providence. Xia Rou said, Ye Shaofeng became more and more aware that the way this girl spoke seemed to be a little similar to Chang Miaoke.

"Where do you live?"

"Leave me alone, you can park on the side of the road, I'll get off here." Xia Rou said.

"If you don't go to the village or the store, you can't take a taxi, or I'll take you to the city and you will get off." Ye Shaofeng looked at the girl's mental condition and said with a little worry.

"Leave me alone, listen here, I want to walk quietly, there are too many people in the city, too hypocritical, too dirty, I feel dirty when I see people!" Xia Rou said.

The car stopped on the side of the road, the passenger door opened, and Xia Rou got out of the car in despair. Ye Shaofeng restarted the car and drove forward. The car was very slow, he kept seeing Xia Rou who was left behind by himself in the rearview mirror, Xia Rou shook all the way, her body was already weak, and she suffered such a big blow, whether it was physical or psychological, he was suffering a catastrophe at the moment.

Xia Rou gradually disappeared in the rearview mirror, but Ye Shaofeng was uneasy, what was going on with the girl in such a wild place?

Suddenly, Ye Shaofeng seemed to think of something, this Xia Rou wouldn't want to kill herself! She is innocent, and besides, such a young, such a young life, she can't just die with hatred!

Ye Shaofeng made a sharp turn, stepped on the accelerator, and went back. Just when he barely saw Xia Rou's figure, he saw that Xia Rou was holding a switchblade and touched a knife on his right wrist, blood was dripping to the ground, and when Ye Shaofeng's car drove into Xia Rou, Xia Rou had lost consciousness, and this person threw himself on the ground head-on.

Ye Shaofeng didn't have time to think about it, jumped out of the car, found medical gauze from the car, simply bandaged the wound on Xia Rou's right wrist to prevent him from continuing to bleed, and then picked Xia Rou into the car and drove straight to the provincial hospital.

Xia Rou was pushed into the emergency room, and while stitching up this wound and that arm, the infusion began, and the blood of the book was bloody, and if she lost too much blood, she would definitely have to have a blood transfusion.

With life, fortunately, this rescue was timely, otherwise, after a delay of five minutes, this person's life would not have returned.

Xia Rou's miserable white face, this complexion is a little scary. Lying on the hospital bed softly, Ye Shaofeng was guarding by her side until she woke up.

"How are you?" Xia Rou thought that she was dead, and after waking up, she should be at the bridge, and then the person she saw should be Meng Po holding a bowl of Meng Po soup, and if she drank it, she would be able to forget the distress of her previous life, and then walk towards the road to the next life.

However, when she opened her eyes, the person she saw was Ye Shaofeng. There is no Meng Po, and there is no Meng Po soup that can make him forget his previous life. He can still recall his painful life and this life, and she still remembers those pains.

Xia Rou cried. It's because I didn't die and cry. This is the first time Ye Shaofeng has seen a person who cried because he wanted to die but didn't die. Everyone has dreams, and when our dreams are shattered, tears may fall. And at this moment, Xia Rou's dream is to die, not to die, so she cried, crying very sadly, crying, heartbreaking.

"Live well, why should you die, besides, people like Yang Jingkun are not worthy of your martyrdom for him, he is a bastard."

"I'm a prostitute, a woman." Xia Rou wiped away her tears and said.

"What about your father? You have to think about your father. Ye Shaofeng persuaded.

"I haven't seen my dad since I came out of my mother's womb, I don't know who my dad is, do I need to think about him?" Xia Rou said.

"Look for him, look for him."

"That negative man, I won't look for him, my mother said that it was because I was abandoned by my father that I embarked on the road of being a young lady. My mother is a young lady, and I am also a young lady, and we are not worthy of having a man when we are young ladies. Xia Rou said.

Ye Shaofeng didn't know what to say, this woman's life is indeed bitter enough, and now, she has no relatives anymore, replaced by Ye Shaofeng, Ye Shaofeng probably doesn't have the courage to continue living.

"Ye Shaofeng, you are a very powerful policeman, if you can see my father, you can tell him, I will not let him go."

"You haven't seen your father, how can I know who your father is." Ye Shaofeng said.

At this time, Xia Rou turned over, turned her back to Ye Shaofeng, and then pulled her clothes down a little, so that Ye Shaofeng could see that her white shoulders slowly stood out from the cover of her clothes.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Shaofeng said.

As soon as Ye Shaofeng's words fell, he saw that Xia Rou's left shoulder had a poppy imprint. The petals are clear, distinctly colored, and quite beautiful.

"See?"

"See, it's poppies. Tattoos? Ye Shaofeng asked.

"No, it's a brand, a brand on my shoulder when I was born, a brand that my father branded me, and my mother sued me. She said that this brand could allow my father to find me, but I knew that he would definitely not come to me. Ye Shaofeng, take this imprint for me, if one day in the future, you hear that the imprint of guò is my father, you must let him know how much I have suffered in this life, and these disasters of mine are all due to him, so I curse him and will not die well! Xia Rou was talking, Ye Shaofeng suddenly remembered something, this thought seemed to explode in his mind, and he didn't recover for a long time.

In the evening, when he returned home, after eating and taking a bath, Ye Shaofeng went directly to the second floor, this time, he entered Chang Miaoke's room without cause. Chang Miaoke was wearing a pair of erotic and interesting pajamas, waiting for Ye Shaofeng to climb into her bed.

Ye Shaofeng was burned with desire, and after holding Chang Miaoke and her passionately, he finally quieted down. Chang Miaoke turned his back to him, he hugged Chang Miaoke from the second to the second, and then, seeing Chang Miaoke's left shoulder, there was also the same poppy brand as Xia Rou.

"Oh, I remember you said that this poppy brand was branded by your father when you made a sound." Ye Shaofeng asked......