In other words, Yan Xiaye's purpose of coming here has been achieved.

She lowered her eyes and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air. She turned around slowly and left the mental hospital under the respect of the nurse.

Perhaps it was because of nature, even though she should have done cruelly, seeing Yan Shuirou's crazy look still made her mood a little more complicated.

After smiling, he stopped thinking about anything else. Yan Xiaye greeted the bodyguard who was waiting for her: "Sorry, it took a little longer."

"You don't have to be so kind, Miss."

The bodyguard's suit was slightly wrinkled, and it seemed that he was often troubled by the reporters. He replied respectfully: "Would you ask the driver to drive the car here, or do you want to walk around here?"

Even if I return to the Mo family, there is nothing to do.

Yan Xiaye thought for a while, took out his phone and looked at the small plug-in that was running stably in the background. He suddenly asked, "Is it almost Christmas?"

"Ah, yes." The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, "Christmas will be in two days. Do you want to buy something?"

Compared to buying something, she hopes to spend that day with Xiao Yunduo and... Li Yuntang.

But if she wanted to dig out the mastermind in two days, she had the only option to take risks, and this was also the gift she wanted to give to Xiao Yunduo the most.

The bad guy is still swaying all the time, but the innocent and cute little Yunduo has to leave school and hide at home. How could she swallow this?

“…can’t.”

In a flash, Yan Xiaye raised his eyes and looked at the small church with a sharp top several hundred meters away, "My father's condition has not recovered yet. I want to take a walk and sit there. You can buy it for me.

Have some flowers brought over?"

As one of the most expensive mental hospitals in Jianghai, all the facilities in the hospital are available, including beauty salons and small cinemas.

"Okay, I'll send it to you as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

The eyebrows and eyes smiled softly, Yan Xiaye turned around and walked towards her destination slowly.

Since today is not Sunday, the path to the church is quiet, and the sun is lazy from the branches on the ground covered with thin snow, giving a particularly pleasant tranquility.

A man walked forward lightly along the brick and stone path, Yan Xiaye was quietly observing the situation around him, deliberately slowing down when he was alone, pretending to be enjoying the nearby scenery.

If the mastermind behind the scenes really intends to kill her, then this is the best time to come in the past few days.

This was taught by Li Yuntang. No matter what the enemy is, as long as you learn to think about the problem from the other party's perspective, everything will be solved.

Standing by the lake where the cold winter stopped, Yan Xiaye didn't notice anything unusual, so he left the lake a little further away from it without a trace.

Considering that the mastermind behind the scenes is likely to hire professionals, she tried her best to be innocent and continued to walk towards the church after standing. Her scarlet pink lips opened and she exhaled out a light white mist.

In just a dozen minutes, Yan Xiaye was quietly worried, and always felt that the last time the Peking Opera masks would suddenly jump out of a tree or some bushes, forcing her to jump into the lake or commit suicide.

.

Judging from the experience of the last time, those people were obviously afraid of something, but the chance of stabbing her with a knife is very small.

It is precisely because of this that Li Yuntang reluctantly agreed to her as bait by taking risks.

Unfortunately, it seems that she was self-indulgent today?

With his slender fingertips pressing on the church's carved angels' door, Yan Xiaye pushed it open with a pious look.

Because it was not Sunday, the church was deserted and empty.

Stepping on the red carpet, she passed by the empty chair beside her and walked straight to the altar in the center of the church.

Below the statue of Jesus was high above, a row of white cylindrical candles were being sold.

It is said to be sold, but it adopts an unattended model. As long as you scan the QR code to donate, you can use it at will no matter how much it costs.

Thinking of Xiao Yunduo and the seriously ill Mr. Qin, Yan Xiaye donated a small amount, reached out to grab two candles, thought about it, and took one extra.

Although Li Yuntang seemed to be so strong that he could do anything, she still hoped that he could get the blessing of the gods.

He lit three candles and placed them on the altar. Yan Xiaye closed his eyes and closed his hands with his hands silently recited her wish in his heart.

Since there were three people who wanted to pray for, she calmed down and made a wish seriously.

I don't know how long it took, but she opened her eyes again and was surprised to find that the three candles in front of her turned into four.

The lit candlelight swayed slightly in her vision. Her first reaction was to count it again and confirm that it was correct. Only after she found that the man around her who had arrived at some point was unknown.

He was wearing a simple and generous black tweed coat, with thin snowflakes that had not yet melted on his shoulders. His strong and sharp aura was not very consistent with the gentle and peaceful place of the church.

However, he himself carefully closed his eyes and pondered. The flickering candlelight outlines his slender and elegant silhouette, which reminds people of adjectives such as "beautiful and unattainable, unattainable".

Yan Xiaye stared at the man's figure in a daze, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

About two or three minutes later, the man slowly opened his eyes, looking straight at Yan Xiaye, with the deep meaning in it as if he was about to drown him.

With four eyes facing each other, he called out her name with a low magnetic force.

“Summer Night.”

"Um?"

"I'll pick you up home."

go home……

The strange adjective made her eyes slightly red, and she nodded as if nothing had happened.

She reached out to hold the man's fingers, and she stopped asking anything more, walked side by side with him on the red carpet, slowly leaving the church.

Outside, Yan Jiu was questioning several captured prisoners with a bunch of black suits.

After seeing Yan Xiaye, he immediately left them alone and walked up to make a solemn promise: "Miss Xiaye, don't worry, we will not let you down, and we will definitely ask everything out of these people."

"I believe in you, Mr. Yan Jiu."

Yan Xiaye smiled and wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the gaze of the man beside him.

She swallowed silently, and then she realized what she had just said... was such a little bit of ambiguity?

She tilted her little head in a uncertain way. She looked at the domineering jealous jar beside her suspiciously, always thinking that something was wrong.

It seems that before the two fell into the sea, this was not the case where they could be jealous.
Chapter completed!