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Xiang Jin and Su Yihan made a request not to use their real names, and not to shoot any commercial endorsements before their official debut.

The matter of Tingcheng is not over yet. Although she did not leave any clues and even abandoned her car and ID card, it is only a matter of time before the police find her.

At least for now, she doesn't want to be exposed.

Chen Dazhi was arrested, and Wei Qiliang's side will soon receive the news, and will know that she deliberately put Chen Dazhi together.

Maybe Wei Qiliang will find her faster than the police.

So go incognito and maybe buy some more time.

Although Su Yihan doesn't know her intentions, so far, Xiang Jin has no works or notices that can be sold, so it's best not to be exposed to the public.

It's not surprising that she wants to change her stage name.There are many such things in the circle, and it is reasonable to change the name for the sake of fame and luck, so Su Yihan didn't have too much doubt, and directly agreed.

In Tingcheng, although the police haven't found Xiang Jin's person yet, they have obtained all of her information. Apart from a mother who is currently in prison, there is also a nominal sister Song Ling left.

Since Song Ling is a well-known person in Jiangcheng, the police did not contact me directly, so they called Ji Mingshu. When Ji Mingshu heard that it was the Tingcheng police, and said about Xiang Jin, he was stunned. After hanging up the phone, Immediately contacted Song Ling.

The boss didn't go to work this week. After receiving the marriage certificate, the boss and Shen Zhao went to the countryside, which was Shen Zhao's hometown before.

After Shen Zhao sold the house back then, Song Ling bought that house back. It contained all the memories of her and her father, and she preserved them all for her.

Shen Zhao only found out about it a few days ago. When she heard the news, she was very excited.

Everything in the house is still the same. At the beginning, she left in a hurry and couldn't take many things with her. In the end, she only brought the most precious photo album with her father. But now, seeing those furnishings in the past, all the memories flashed in an instant. Come up.

She misses her father very much, very much.

The person who accompanied her throughout her life suddenly disappeared in her life one day.That feeling cannot be expressed in words.The sun rises as usual every day, but only that person is missing.

At that moment, she was forced to grow up overnight and experience all the changes in her life.

Song Ling stretched out her hand to embrace her, and Shen Zhao buried herself in her chest and wept loudly.

She still slept on the same bed from before, but the difference was that her father's room was empty, and Song Ling accompanied her instead.

No one can empathize with the pain of the loss of a loved one more than she does.

That kind of pain can't be erased even by time, and maybe it will gradually no longer be mentioned, but as long as you think about it, such detailed regret and helplessness will never fade away with time.

People always seem to be compromising something, life and death, past and present, that belongs to the torrent of time, can only move forward, cannot turn back, and cannot turn back.

What is helpless is always helpless.

I couldn't turn back, so I forced myself to move forward.

Song Ling hugged her tightly, and her lips touched her smooth forehead lightly. At this moment, they comforted each other.

"Azhao, you won't be alone if you have me."

When Shen Zhao heard the words, there was a moment of peace of mind in his heart.

The more people lack something, the more they depend on it.As a person who was abandoned by her biological parents since she was a child, she has no sense of security. As long as there is a little warmth in her life, she will instinctively lean over.

Such a person, without roots, may be doomed to be wandering all his life.

Falling in love with Song Ling, relying on her, and yearning for such tenderness are things that her instincts cannot control.

People are selfish, and so is love. She is afraid that that kind of love will not be pure enough, not abundant enough, or that it will not belong to her at all... She is afraid of too many things, and in the end it is nothing more than caring too much.

Shen Zhao closed his eyes, buried himself in her chest, and said uneasily, "Song Ling, hug me and don't let go."

She rarely responds to her like this. When Song Ling heard her words, the softest part of her heart was stabbed unconsciously. She tightened her arms, hugged her tightly, and looked down for her lips, feeling nostalgic for her Kiss up.

"I won't let go, I won't let go for the rest of my life."

Shen Zhao's eyes were wet, his throat was sore, and he answered her with difficulty: "Yes."

"Are you sleepy?" Song Ling glanced at her tightly closed eyes, the ends of which were stained with moisture, she raised her fingers to gently wipe away her sadness.

Shen Zhao choked slightly, felt the soft fingertips on his face, and hummed lightly.

"Go to sleep." Song Ling said.

"Hmm..." Shen Zhao buried her neck again, moistened her neck lightly, and kissed her lightly near the heart.

A kiss, hot and fiery, was the beginning of her love surging again.

On the cabinet next to the bed, the phone was muted, the screen turned on and off, and repeated, over and over again.

Finally, the silence did not light up again.

It wasn't until dawn that Song Ling realized that Ji Mingshu had called her more than a dozen times.

Ming Shu has always been calm, and there will be no major mistakes in handling ordinary things. Such a series of phone calls must have caused an accident.

Song Ling glanced at the person who was still soundly asleep on the bed, picked up the phone, went to the balcony outside, and called back the phone.

The other end seemed to be on call at any time, and the call was connected almost instantly.

"Hello, boss."

"What happened?" Song Ling asked.

Ji Mingshu pursed his lips, not sure if Shen Zhao was by her side, hesitated, and asked tentatively, "Is it convenient for the boss to answer the phone?"

Song Ling understood, hummed lightly, and signaled her to continue.

Ji Mingshu said: "It was the police in Tingcheng who contacted, saying...that Xiang Jin was suspected of intentional homicide."

Song Ling was slightly taken aback, and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Ji Mingshu was not sure what she was thinking at the moment, and continued tentatively: "The police in Tingcheng mean that we need to cooperate with the investigation."

Song Ling remained silent for a long time, and finally asked slowly, "Who is the victim...?"

"A man, it is said," said Ji Ming Shu Weidun, "is Rachel's engagement object."

Song Ling was stunned again, things came up in an instant, and things that obviously didn't overlap, but they turned up again, and the past seemed to be staged again.

"Is there something wrong with the company?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Song Ling's thoughts were suddenly pulled back. She squeezed her cell phone and paused for a moment. Looking back at her, her eyes froze for a long time.

The call was still going on, Song Ling hesitated for a moment, and finally hung up.

She turned around and walked towards her, stretched out her hand to lead her into the room, and said in a low voice, "It's too cold outside, why are you up?"

Shen Zhao noticed the change in her expression, she was no stranger to such a face.

In Song Ling's heart, something was hidden.

"Did something happen?" Shen Zhao stared at her eyes and asked her again.

Song Ling pursed her lips and remained silent. This was the past between them. She had experienced it once, and she shouldn't hide it from her again, but in an instant, she didn't know where to bring it up again.

"Yeah." Song Ling admitted, "Some troublesome things happened."

Seeing that she didn't intend to elaborate, Shen Zhao didn't ask any further, but said calmly, "Okay, let's go back."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

"Azhao..." Song Ling caught a glimpse of her figure, and suddenly called her to stop.

Shen Zhao stopped without turning his head, and waited for the people behind him to continue speaking.

"Are you willing to believe me?" Song Ling asked her.

Shen Zhao paused, she raised her eyes, looked at the empty bed, and said softly: "As long as you are willing to tell me, I will believe it."

There is no need to hide, and there is no need to have any estrangement and deception. After so much, these should no longer be a hindrance.

Song Ling said, "It's... about Xiang Jin."

Hearing the long-lost name, Shen Zhao was slightly stunned, and the corners of her eyes trembled slightly. She lowered her eyes and remained silent.