Ling Xiao Yue left the police station. Looking at the dark sky outside, her heart was not clear. Ling Xiao Yue was determined to uproot herself and remove all traces of herself. As long as there was a tiny bit of a chance, it would become an endless calamity in the future.
Ling Xiao Yue remained silent. On the crowded road, the cries of cars constantly echoed. She was in a trance, unsure of what she could do or what she should do.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao Yue picked up her cellphone. It was Li Qin's number.
"Uncle Li …"
"Yueyue." When Ling Xiao Yue heard this old voice, her heart sank. It was Ling Jiang. Ling Jiang had awoken! Tears spread without reason. Ling Xiao Yue covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying. She slowly squatted down. By the side of the road, she cried like a child.