After amnesia, I was targeted by my coquettish ex

Chapter 182 Chapter 182: What is the smell of mother

She was bewildered.

She never thought of it that way before, she never pitied any bad guy.

However, today, sympathy is frequently felt. Could it be because... She couldn't bear it?

Either because he's not a bad guy, or she's really emotional.

If it is the second type, then she will quit the mission, if it is the first type, then she needs time to continue the investigation.

Lin Yiyi and Jiang Yilan each have their own ghosts and thoughts.

Just as she was thinking, Jiang Yilan asked naturally, "I know about the case of Qingyun Primary School. You are so brave."

Lin Yiyi raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I thought you already knew..."

She didn't take this matter to heart, and there was no need to publicize it and tell the whole world.

"I just found out."

Jiang Yilan stared at her, knowing that she didn't take this matter to heart, but he still wanted to know, "Were you seriously injured? Were you afraid at the time? Did your injury heal?"

She always goes forward for others like this.

He was wondering if it was because she had no worries at all that she dedicated herself to the society like this.

"It's not serious. It's been fine for a long time. As for... I was afraid at the time. But..."

Lin Yiyi thought back then, that child was crying like that on the ground?Everyone is running out, and the police haven't arrived yet.

If he doesn't stop him, how innocent those children are.

She couldn't bear to see such a scene, not to mention that she was indeed skilled, and she had done similar things before, so she was not afraid.

"But once you hear those children crying, you won't be afraid."

Jiang Yilan looked at her, and Lin Yiyi raised his head to meet his gaze.

But suddenly he was stabbed by his scorching gaze.

She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes.

So she didn't see Jiang Yilan's bitter eyes and smile afterwards.

That glance contained his love for so many years, as well as his deep yearning and understanding of her.

Lin Yiyi finished the porridge in silence, and she filled another bowl with a smile.

She never cooks for herself because she doesn't know how to do it.

It's been a long, long time since she has eaten food cooked for her by others.

When she first came out to work, it was very difficult for her.

At that time, under the pressure from the leader, the difficulties and persecution from the clients, and the cramped room where no one cared, she would always hide and cry secretly by herself, studying while crying.

She doesn't have time to cook, she always eats takeaway.

Until one day, she talked about the case in the middle of the night, and a client thought of a clue in the middle of the night and insisted on her going to the scene.

She was busy until two o'clock in the morning, because it cost money to take a taxi, so she didn't go to take a taxi, but walked on the road, looking for a shared bicycle.

When passing by the stalls in the night market, she was very hungry and stopped to order a late-night porridge casserole.

The proprietress's cooking skills are very good. When she came up, she heard someone next to her saying that the proprietress's cooking skills are like the taste of her mother.

Lin Yiyi took a sip, and she also thought it was delicious, but for some reason, tears suddenly came down.

Because she felt, she wanted to know what her mother smelled like.

However, she never knew it.

She took a deep breath and finished the bowl of porridge with tears in her eyes.

Looking back on those past events, even though it is sad, it has come.

Lin Yiyi didn't want to be emotional and sad, but why, when she drank the bowl of porridge that Jiang Yilan personally ate, she felt very, very sad.

She lowered her head, and Jiang Yilan could actually feel the suppressed breath.

He knew that she was actually lonely, independent and lonely at the same time.

(End of this chapter)