Driver of The Beautiful CEO Chapter 241: I believe in you
Xincheng District Sub-bureau.
Cooperating with the police to complete the case, Han Shuilan has collapsed and sat on the steps outside the front entrance of the police station, unwilling to leave.
She sometimes hid her face and wept, and sometimes raised her head to look at the dark night sky. There was no sadness in her tearful eyes, and only empty despair was left. She could not see any anger or hope at all.
The wind is very windy and cold at night.
Liu Yanbo took off his jacket and draped it gently on Han Shuilan, then sat quietly next to her, but couldn't say a word.
He is not good at speech, but he is so stupid that he can't say a word of comfort, but what's the point of saying it?
In this world, happiness can be said and shared by others, but pain can never be shared with verbal comfort.
Han Shuilan didn't speak either, she didn't even look at Liu Yanbo again.
The lights in the police station are brilliant, people come and go, and there are occasional loud noises, but they are as if they are in another world, with only dead silence.
That’s it, I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting, until the tears in Han Shuilan’s eyes have drained, until Liu Yanbo has turned his head to look at her for a long time, and his neck hurts.
Two gray-haired old people helped each other and walked into the police station compound.
The age of these two old people does not seem to be very high. They should not have reached the ancient age, but at this moment, their staggering steps are as if they have reached a dying year. Every step they take, it may be them. The last step in this life.
They trembled up the steps and walked to Han Shuilan, who was buried in her knees. They seemed to have exhausted all their strength, but the sound they made was so weak that they tremblingly shouted: "Little Lan~"
Han Shuilan slowly raised her head and looked at the two old men who appeared in front of her. There was color in those empty eyes again, but it was more sad than sad. She opened her mouth wide but wanted to cry without tears. , In his hoarse voice, there was an overwhelming cry of sadness: "Dad, Mom, I lost Xi'er~"
The news was received by the two old people before they came, but when they heard their daughter say it, they were still struck by lightning.
Han Mu finally couldn't hold it, her eyes were blackened, and she fell straight back.
"My wife~"
"Mom~"
Liu Yanbo has quick eyes and hands, and hurriedly caught the fallen Korean mother, and then pinched her among the people.
After a while, Mother Han woke up faintly. As soon as her eyes opened, tears were already welling up, and she kept muttering in her mouth: "My dear grandson, my dear grandson..."
"Mom~" Han Shuilan cried bitterly, and kept blaming herself: "Blame me, blame me..."
crash——
only crashes.
Father Han seemed to be a few dozen years old at this time, and he was already crying, but he did not fall. Although he was crumbling, he still stood like a pillar in this cold winter night. He looked up The brightly lit police station building, hoping to see hope, asked: "Xiaolan, what did the police say?"
"The police have opened an investigation and expanded the scope of the search." Liu Yanbo replied instead.
"Then, is there any news?" Father Han asked eagerly.
Liu Yanbo lowered his head. He didn't dare to face the hopeful gaze of Father Han, and shook his head and said, "Not yet."
At this time, no news is the worst news.
Han's father's hopeful gaze gradually turned gloomy, his waist slowly bowed, and finally he slumped on the steps.
And Han Mu, almost fainted again.
The cold wind continued, and the coldness was so cold that the faces of the family of three were getting paler and more lifeless.
Liu Yanbo was very distressed in his eyes, and persuaded: "Teacher Han, it's so cold today. Uncle and auntie are old and can easily catch cold. Or you should go back first. I'll wait here. I’ll call you if I have news, okay?"
"No! I have to wait here." Han Shuilan insisted.
For her, waiting here is waiting for hope. Going home, it is suffering from tossing and turning.
Liu Yanbo had never been a father, but he understood this, but the more he understood, the more his heart hurts.
"Teacher Han, or you just listen to Liu Yanbo and go back first." Gao Wan'er, who has not spoken to the side, also persuaded: "I know that the child is the hope of your family's life, but you are also his return Hope, if you fall ill here, who else can he count on to find him?"
"Go back, you can at least use your computer to post the missing person notice on the Internet, or you can ask your relatives and friends around you to help you find it. You can also calm down and think about whether there are any missing clues, whether there are any. Yes, at least you can do something to find the child."
"And here, you can do nothing but wait."
Gao Wan'er's words are obviously more persuasive than Liu Yanbo's words, at least in exchange for Han Shuilan's right eye.
The fact is true. The Han family of three are here except waiting~IndoMTL.com~ They really can’t do anything--
In action, it is impossible for them to interfere with the police's policy;
physically and mentally, because they are in a police station, they will be completely occupied by the idea of ‘seeing the police for something’.
and go back, when there are no outsiders around, they can only think of ways and cheer up on their own, which gives them more strength and hope.
"Yes, you can't wait here, we are Xiao Chenxi's greatest hope." Father Han stood up again, and his old face was filled with the responsibility and determination that a man should have.
He helped up Han Mu, pulled up Han Shuilan, and then bowed slightly to Liu Yanbo and Gao Wan'er——
is thank you, and please.
Before leaving, Han Shuilan finally looked at Liu Yanbo. This was the first time she looked at him since she came to the police station, and begged: "Buddy, Xi'er is all my hope. Help me find him. Okay?"
"I know." Liu Yanbo nodded and said firmly: "I will find him."
Han Shuilan is just too confused, and she is in a hurry to go to the doctor. At this time, as long as it is someone she knows, she will probably pray like this.
But Liu Yanbo agreed and made a manly promise, a promise that even the police dare not make.
"Really?" Han Shuilan was like a drowning man who caught a life-saving straw. After her son was lost, the light of hope appeared in her eyes for the first time. "Then this time, you must stop lying to me, okay?"
"Okay!" Liu Yanbo nodded again: "Mr. Han, this time, no matter what happens, I will never break my promise."
"I believe in you."
Han Shuilan said this, just as sincere as he was back then.
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