97: C97 One Step too Late

C97 One Step too Late

"So, it wasn't that she didn't have a heart, but that her heart was broken by those people. This wasn't what she wanted. She gave up on herself, but I can't give up on her." Ning Ou saw that Zhang Xunmo was stunned and knew that he was also affected by this fact. His tone could not help but soften a little.

Zhang Xunmo did not know how to respond. His eyes swayed in all directions and finally stopped in the direction of Yin Family's tomb. He sighed heavily, "I..."

"I think she will definitely come here regardless of whether she leaves or stays. That's why I will wait here. I have already sent out what we should send. " I have asked Levine to help out when something happened to the Xu Family. Now, the only person I can trust is you. You want to help me mobilize some police forces to help me find her. " Ning Ou looked at him earnestly.

"What about Hua Jingsheng?" Hua Jingsheng asked. She was gone. Won't the people over there look for her?"

"Hua Jingsheng told me not to ask about her these two days. That's why I have a feeling that if I can't find her these two days, then... "Then I may not be able to find it for the rest of my life." Ning Ou frowned. There was an endless worry between his brows.

"I'll arrange it. I'll wait and see with you tonight." Zhang Xunmo patted his shoulder. The disagreement between them disappeared at this moment.

"Yes." Ning Ou smiled and nodded in agreement.

The day and night rotation, the black and white interchange, and time passed without mercy. No one was given a chance to catch their breath. It was as if something hidden would break out of the cocoon under such relentless pursuit.

For an entire day, Ning Ou had been waiting outside the tomb of Yin Family for an entire day. It was another dark night, but she was still silent.

He raised his head and looked at the wheel of Lonemoon above him. The moonlight was dim and the moonlight was light. It sprinkled down, but it could not make people feel warmth and peace. Instead, it was gripped tightly by the vast night sky that was not confined by the moonlight.

"There was no news of her today. There was no airport or train station. She was still in Nanxing." Zhang Xunmo hung up the phone that he had just reported. He looked at Ning Ou, who was standing in front of the car, with his head resting on the body of the car, and raised his head to look at the moon. He said meaningfully.

Ning Ou's eyes did not move. He looked at the car quietly.

Zhang Xunmo saw that Ning Ou did not listen. He poked the thin piece of paper and said, "Nanxing is not big, but if Yin Lan does not want to see you, she can do it. Even if she is here now, you still can't see her."

"I know." Ning Ou's voice was as low as a sigh. It shook his chest and his heart.

How could he not know?

Yin Lan was good at hiding. As long as she did not want to see, she would not appear.

"We have already stayed here for a day. The road is deeper and the sky is not right today. It might rain. Let's go back first. If you don't eat for a day, your body won't be able to take it if this continues. " Zhang Xunmo could do nothing about Ning Ou's persistence. He did not listen to anything.

"There is still one more day." Ning Ou shook his head and raised his head stubbornly. "She will definitely come here."

He had a feeling that Yin Lan, who had not been here for the past two days, would appear tomorrow and would choose to leave this place.

Therefore, whether it was to say goodbye or to cut off her ties, she would definitely come here when she decided to leave.

Zhang Xunmo shook his head helplessly and sat in the front of the car, speechless.

Looking at Ning Ou's persistent manner, He really didn't understand how life and death could be ignored. Why did the smiling and scheming Ning Ou become like this by a Yin Lan?

He rested his head on his hands and looked at the bright moonlight above his head. The dark night was boundless. It could also tear open a path of light in the darkness. Between Yin Lan and Ning Ou, Between Yin Lan and Ning Ou, who was the moon, who was the night, who was the calamity, and who was the lock?

The night was silent and empty.

And in this silence, there was another person who waited silently like them.

Xu Xu's sunlight quietly flowed down from the dense leaves. The boundless night was utterly defeated and fled with the wind.

Scorching sunlight crawled out from all directions, dispersing the darkness in an all-pervasive manner and occupying the heavens and the earth.

The positions were different, but the people who were waiting for each other were still holding on.

Little did they know that the people that they painstakingly guarded were actually in a quiet and quiet place that few people went to, and they were lost for an entire day and night, yet they still picked it up from nowhere.

Ten years was enough to corrode all traces of the past. She drove the car that she had not touched for a long time and had parked in the parking lot of Huhao. At first, she had deliberately abandoned it in order to hook up with Ning Ou. Later, she had asked Fifth Brother to come and take it. Although it was covered in dust, its appearance did not change. Its performance was still the same.

She sat there and stopped at a wind outlet. She looked at the city that was sometimes filled with lights and sometimes shone with light. She was not in the city, but she had heard a little about the big things that happened inside.

She opened the car door and got out of the car. She looked at the prosperous Fragrant Hill that was now cold and quiet. This was not only a place that the Yin Family had once lived, but also a place where all of her beauty and purity had been buried.

"Faang Yuxiu is dead." She looked at this desolate and empty land. It seemed like she was speaking to the souls of the dead. It was even more like she was questioning her own heart, "If she's dead, will it really be over?! No matter how big of a mistake she committed, as long as she dies, she will be able to wash away all the sins on her body! What about Ning Shen? Why was he still alive? "How is he still alive?"

The face of the modest and polite middle-aged man appeared in front of his eyes.

"If you don't mind, Miss Yin can call me uncle."

"Miss Yin, don't say anymore. I am an elder and I am a man. I have the responsibility to protect you."

"Miss Yin, be careful. I will go find Ou first and ask him to save you."

They did not interact much. However, every sentence contained the concern and protection of an elder.

But how could such a person be the cause of the Yin Family's tragedy?

Faang Yuxiu's words were still echoing in her ears. She did not know what was going on and kept screaming.

"In the northwest corner of the city, there is a tomb that no one knows about. It is the tomb of the Yin Family, the tomb that Ning Shen built for the Yin Family. " If you don't believe me, you can go and take a look. Ning Shen had always been a refined man who had gone crazy for a single person. This was also the most popular news at that time, and his madness twisted his rationality. It had caused the death of the Yin Family, and at the same time, it had also cost his wife's life. In order to prevent the Yin Family from being plotted against, She, a woman, took advantage of the night to report the news, but was knocked unconscious by Ning Shen. She was thrown at the scene. He was the one who set the Yin Family on fire, and I only put sleeping pills in your mother and grandparents' food. If you still don't believe me, You can check the assets of the Ning Family, even though the Xu Family got two-thirds of the assets of the Yin Family, However, one-third of them are under the Ning Family's name."

The zombies had become rational. They had destroyed the Yin Family and killed their first wife. No wonder Ning Ou had always been indifferent to him. No wonder she had always felt that the father and son pair's emotions were strange. It turned out that there was such an inside story behind it.

What a joke!

She thought that Xu Jinsong was not worthy of being a father, but she did not expect Ning Shen to be such a person. In fact, he was even more so.

As expected, birds of the same feather would agree to marry the Xu Family!

"Mom, Grandma, Grandpa, do you hate them? If you hate them, just tell me." Yin Lan stood in front of the car. Her long hair was messy and her face was sad.

Ning Ou, who was waiting for nothing, was about to fight to the death when his phone, which was thrown into the car, suddenly rang.

He pushed himself up and bent over to get it. When he saw the call from above, his eyes paused and his gaze became stern.

"Young Master." The call was picked up. Old Ding's voice came from the other end. "Master is at home today. Let me ask you if you want to come back for dinner?"

"I'm not coming back." Ning Ou's voice was indifferent.

"Master..." Old Ding lowered his voice. "I don't feel well. Young Master, you should come back."

"I said I won't come back." He hung up the phone.

Zhang Xunmo had just received a call from a spy. He was leaning against the front of the car.

When Ning Ou saw it, he turned his eyes away.

"Ou." Zhang Xunmo put down the phone and said in a calm voice, "Our men found Yin Lan near Fragrant Hill."

"Fragrant Hill!" Ning Ou's brows became serious. How could he forget that Fragrant Hill was a barren land? How could she go back there?

Suddenly, he thought about it and immediately understood.

"Let's go!" He sat up straight and fastened his seatbelt to start the car.

"Why is she there!" Zhang Xunmo did not understand. Seeing that Ning Ou had moved, he ran from the front of the car to Ning Ou's car. He opened the door and got in. "What if she isn't here? What if she is not there?"

"No, it must be her." Ning Ou turned the steering wheel and drove out from the entrance, "Fragrant Hill is a place where the Yin Family lived. Even though it is now desolate, it has all the memories of the Yin Family and her childhood memories. If she isn't here, she will definitely appear there."

Damn it! Thinking about it too late, I hope it is not too late to go now.1

Zhang Xunmo suddenly understood. Seeing Ning Ou's serious face rise and fall with excitement, he sat calmly.

Old Ding, who was hung up by Ning Ou, sighed and hung up the phone. He saw Ning Shen come down from upstairs with a tired face. He bowed and said, "Master, are you feeling unwell?"

Ning Shen rubbed his forehead and shook his head. "I'm fine. Did Ou not come back last night?"

"Yes, the young master is still outside. He said he is busy at noon and can't come back for lunch."

"Okay, let's prepare lunch," Wang Yao said. Ning Shen nodded.

"Yes." Old Ding retreated to prepare.

Ning Shen rubbed his eyebrows and walked to the living room. He picked up the newspaper that he had not read in the morning. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched. His heart suddenly jumped. When he looked up, he saw the gloomy weather outside and the dark clouds that had accumulated secretly. He suddenly had an uneasy feeling.

However, he could not tell what he was worried about.

An hour later, Ning Ou and Zhang Xunmo arrived at Fragrant Hill and parked their car on a lawn. They looked around but did not see Yin Lan.

"Let me get out of the car and take a look." Zhang Xunmo opened the car door and walked out without waiting for Ning Ou to say anything.

Ning Ou saw Zhang Xunmo get out of the car to take a look. He walked down from the driver's seat, but his leg was not fully healed yet. It was still a bit tiring to walk. He could only stand on the front of the car and look around.

Not long after, Zhang Xunmo turned back from the front.

"No?" Ning Ou's expression tensed.

"She should have been here before. She just left." Zhang Xunmo replied calmly. Then, he pointed at the grass field in front of them, where two marks had been pressed down.

Ning Ou understood at a glance. The hope in his heart was suddenly extinguished. Disappointment appeared in his heart, "Did she come too late?"

Was this a coincidence, or... was it fate?

Almost every time, he would be a step too late.

Yin Lan, what do you want to do?

Noble and rich villa. The living room was full of sunlight. Clusters of glaze reflected from the crystal lamps flowed in the living room. It was warm and bright.

However, the figure sitting on the sofa did not move, as proud as a mountain.

"Master Jing." Seiffer, who came in from the door, saw the figure that had barely moved. He was stunned for a moment before he said, "The girl is here. She is outside Sheng's ward and wants to see you."

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