Chapter 1195: Yue Ang Fanwai

Hearing the familiar at this time, Ye Chuijin was stunned for a moment, and then the yin and yang were weird

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Leaf brocade

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Ye Chuijin pretended to be coquettish and patted his head

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Forget it, the garbage host will fend for itself.

After eating in the morning, Yue Ang went out to the supermarket to buy something, and Ye Chuijin lay down at home.

At nine o'clock, Ye Chuijin packed up, painted himself a beautiful makeup, and went out beautifully.

Today, someone from other places came to her to sign a franchise contract, and she made an appointment to meet in a café in Yuxiang City.

It was only two or three intersections from home to the café, and Ye Chuijin went with his bag.

Since the chaos was rectified, the country's economy has developed rapidly, and a car has been driven on the street from time to time.

The green light is on.

Ye Chuijin stepped onto the sidewalk while watching the TV series.

At that moment, there was a sudden screeching sound of brakes in her ears.

Ye Chuijin turned his head a little dazedly, and saw not far away, a speeding truck rushed over.

Yue Ang's hand shook violently, and the potatoes in his hand rolled down.

The vegetable seller picked up the potatoes from the ground with some dissatisfaction.

"What's the matter with you young man, buy it if you want to buy it, put it down if you don't buy it, why do you throw it back to the ground?"

Yue Ang's eyes were distracted, and he suddenly gasped.

He immediately put down the dish in his hand, turned around in a hurry and ran.

Ran back home, the house was empty.

Yue Ang remembered what she said and went to sign the contract.

He turned and walked briskly down the stairs, almost frantically running in the direction of the café.

Yue Ang didn't know why he suddenly did this, but he vaguely felt that if he didn't hurry, it might be too late.

It's just that by the time he ran to the traffic light intersection, a cordon had already been set up.

Someone was talking about it.

"I heard that the truck driver drank too much and still drove, no, not to mention the death, he also hit the wall, and died on the spot."

"The woman who was hit and killed was also quite miserable, walking on the road well, who would have thought that there would be such a problem"

"Yes. Hey, I don't know if it's true, but I think she's quite familiar, I've seen her in Zhao's Xihua before."

Yue Ang's face turned pale and he rushed in.

The surrounding police tried to pull him, but he waved him aside.

The truck was pulling sand, and when the truck toppled over, the sand spread all over the ground.

She was lying in a patch of sand.

The clothes of the most beautiful people are torn, and their faces are covered with blood.

Yue Ang took her into his arms, looked down at her, and gently wiped the blood stains off her face.

He actually vaguely knew that she still had to leave, and they could meet again.

But Yue Ang was still afraid.

He was afraid that his premonition would not come true, and that she would disappear from now on, and that she would never be found again in the world.

Yue Ang rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of his nose, affectionately with a hint of pleading.

"Don't Leave Me"

The man in his arms was quiet and did not answer.

It was clear what exactly happened at the scene, and the police quickly closed the case.

It was only three days later that they were called again.

Someone saw the man who appeared at the scene of the accident that day jumping into the river with his wife in his arms.

The river is turbulent, and everything is smoothed out and taken away, and it will never be found again.