Hu Li jumped out of the ambulance and hurriedly rushed to Yang Ling and gave him a grateful look.
Yang Ling was stunned and glanced over her body. Her face was like a peach blossom, her facial features were exquisite, and a small red mole on her white neck added to her charm. Her tight jeans perfectly outlined her tight buttocks and
The slender and round legs. The smile that touches the heartstrings. Even a tough man can't resist this touch of tenderness.
"No, this is my mission." Yang Ling responded calmly, "Even if it wasn't you, I would still save you. So, you don't have to thank me."
Hu Li was stunned for a moment and gave him a look. He was such an ignorant idiot.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Hu Li." Hu Rong extended her hand generously.
Yang Ling froze for a moment, seemingly at a loss.
Hu Li smiled sweetly and held his hand forcefully. It was very generous and powerful, giving people a strong sense of security.
As soft as boneless, as smooth as gelatin. Yang Ling pulled back her hand nervously and smiled awkwardly.
After spending a year in prison, he was very poor and ignorant of the world. How could he know how important the girl in front of him was? That forced smile seemed to be afraid of others pestering her, which made Hu Rong feel dumbfounded.
She encountered many cases of toads wanting to eat swan meat, but she did not think that the man in front of her was a toad. On the contrary, the aura exuding from this man made her feel like she wanted to get closer.
"You should at least let me know the name of my benefactor, right?" Hu Li looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, not hiding her appreciation at all.
"I'm just a passerby, why should I know? If nothing happens, I'll leave first." Yang Ling said coldly, turned and left.
He had no unrealistic fantasy, thinking that with this so-called life-saving grace, something could happen between him and her. Although Gao Jun did not elaborate on Hu Rong's background, he could make all the police
The person who threw herself into the trap was obviously not an ordinary girl. And he, a poor boy who had spent time in prison, only had a little intersection between the two because of a small mistake. But that was all.
"Interesting person." Looking at Yang Ling's leaving figure, Hu Li did not catch up, but murmured to herself with a smile on her lips.
"His name is Yang Ling, sharp Ling. As his name suggests, he is as sharp as a sharp blade." Gao Jun walked over and looked at his back, feeling lost.
"Yang Ling, Yang Ling." Hu Li murmured twice, as if she wanted to carve the name deeply into her mind.
"Is he a soldier?" Hu Li asked.
"It used to be." Gao Jun sighed silently.
From the moment Yang Ling entered the prison, he had been expelled from the military. He was just an ordinary person.
Gao Jun choked every time he thought of this incident. He deliberately told Yang Ling's name in the hope that Hu Li would be able to help him in the future out of gratitude for Yang Ling's life-saving grace.
"Oh." Hu Li responded lightly, thinking of the previous conversation between Yang Ling and Bachai, she seemed to have some realization.
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The fellow countrymen are timid!
Seeing the dilapidated house in front of him, Yang Ling trembled slightly.
Eight years, a whole eight years without coming back. And so many things happened in these eight years, like a movie, which made him experience countless joys and sorrows, life and death.
Now, looking at all the familiar things in front of him, Yang Ling feels more cordial. After all, this is his warmest harbor. It's like an injured child returning to his mother's arms.
"Squeak"!
The old wooden door made a sound, and Yang Ling pushed it open and entered.
"who!"
The frightened girl looked at Yang Ling who pushed in the door. Her originally frightened and nervous expression suddenly became surprised and excited, and the kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground.
"Brother!" The girl rushed forward, hugged him tightly, and sobbed softly.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ling looked at the slim girl in front of him in surprise.
He clearly remembered that when he left home, she was still a child, a little girl with a ponytail jumping around behind him. But now, she has grown into a big girl, slim and beautiful.
After letting go of Yang Ling, the girl blushed slightly, apparently feeling a little shy because of her actions just now. She bit her lips tightly and said nothing.
"Where's grandpa?" Yang Ling asked.
"Lie on the bed," the girl said.
The simple living room, which is more than ten square meters, is kept very clean and tidy. There are two bedrooms separated by curtains, where grandfather Pang Peichen and Sun Yirui live respectively.
They are not Pang Peichen's biological grandsons, but orphans he adopted. Pang Peichen is a veteran who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. He was injured in the battle. One eye was hit by a shell fragment and completely lost its sight. However, he was stubborn and did not give up.
The national government added a little trouble and did not receive a single dollar subsidy. He made a living by picking up rags and adopted Yang Ling and Sun Yirui. There was also Pang Renjie, who was three years younger than Sun Yirui.
Pang Renjie is Pang Peichen's direct grandson, but when he was very young, his parents passed away in a car accident. Naturally, Pang Peichen took him over and raised him.
"Grandpa!" Looking at the old man on the bed, Yang Ling choked and shouted.
Pang Peichen trembled all over and tried to stand up, but Sun Yirui hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
"Xiao Ling, you..., are you back?" Pang Peichen stretched out his hand tremblingly to catch him, his eyes moist with excitement.
"My grandson is unfilial." Yang Ling knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times.
"Get up quickly, get up quickly, just come back, just come back." Pang Peichen said excitedly.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ling stepped forward and held his hand. It was full of wrinkles and calluses, which were all traces carved by years and hard work.
"Hey...!" Pang Peichen sighed deeply and remained silent.
"It's Xiaojie. He owed a lot of debt while gambling outside. Debtors came to his door. They sold all the valuable things at home and still couldn't get enough. Those people beat grandpa like this. They also said that if he didn't pay back the money,
, they will arrest me... and arrest me to work in a nightclub." Sun Yirui was panicked and at a loss.
"What about that bastard?" Yang Ling frowned, a chill in his eyes.
"We don't know either. He hasn't come back for two or three months." Sun Yirui replied.
"Xiaojie is still young, you have to get him back quickly, don't let him learn bad things outside." Pang Peichen couldn't hide the love and concern in his eyes.
Yang Ling nodded, and then asked: "Who hurt grandpa? Where are they?"
"I don't know, but they should come here again today. I thought it was them when you entered the house just now," Sun Yirui said.
"Don't worry, brother is back, no one can bully you in the future." The killing intent flashing in Yang Ling's eyes seemed to freeze the air.
"Old guy, are you ready with the money? If you don't pay back the damn money, I'll bury you." There was a burst of shouting, and several vicious men strode in, staring eagerly.