"What do you do?"
Sister Ling's alert voice rang again.
But this time, it was a girl with a clear voice: "Hello, we're looking for Yang Qiulu. Is she at home now?"
"No!"
Elder sister Ling's reply is the usual speech of several days, because they can't be allowed to come in and find Yang Qiulu. There are also reporters fishing in troubled waters. Those reporters who don't add facts to the newspaper are the biggest blow to Yang Qiulu.
"We know Yang Qiulu is here."
Clear female voice is not discouraged: "you don't have to worry, we are not here to find Yang Qiulu trouble, we know the truth, is to help her."
Sister Ling: "we don't have Yang Qiulu here."
Those who said these words may be the reporters who fish in troubled waters or some people who do live broadcast. They will be miserable to let them in with some confusing words.
Sister Ling was wearing an old dress. Her face was a little pale. She was mainly very thin and thin. She looked like she was malnourished. She was full of momentum.
Now I was smoking and looking at the two girls in front of me with white eyes.
One temperament is light as if to become an immortal, just light look around, do not speak, the other looks ok, looking at the temperament sunshine, talking is also her.
Meng Chengyu took a look at Qiao Jin. It was obvious that Ling Jie didn't say anything, which made her a little embarrassed.
They're too embarrassed to go straight in.
Qiao took a look at it today. Her eyes penetrated through sister Ling's body and went behind the door. "She's inside."
The house Yang Qiulu lives in is sister Ling's. her house pattern is a corridor outside, and the room is opened next to it. She lives in the innermost room, and she has to go through sister Ling to get in.
So sister Ling is here to help her stop people.
Joe took a look at it, and her eyes suddenly congealed: "if you don't let us in, she will commit suicide."
"What are you talking about?" she said
Some of the ashes were shaken off, and she subconsciously turned and looked at the closed door.
Somehow, a sense of foreboding rose.
Just looking at Qiao Jin and Meng Chengyu, they were still wary: "you are not allowed to come in!"
The house still had to sell things, so the door could not be closed. Sister Ling went in first and knocked on Yang Qiulu's door.
Yang Qiulu didn't open it. Sister Ling thought it was wrong. She quickly found the key and opened the door in a hurry.
As a result, she almost screamed: "what are you doing, you dead girl?"
She flew over, ignoring that Qiao Jin and Meng Chengyu were outside.
When they heard the sound, they ran straight in.
When she went in, she saw sister Ling holding Yang Qiulu. Yang Qiulu even tied the rope to the lamp on the top of the room. Not to mention that the lamp did not fall off, but Yang Qiulu wanted to hang herself.
But she didn't actually put her neck in. She didn't have the courage.
Now she was pushed down from the stool by elder sister Ling, and immediately cried out: "sister Ling, I'm sorry Sorry I really I can't hold on! I'm sorry
Her face is withered and yellow, and the years of hard work make her look not like a 25-year-old girl, but like a very 30-year-old girl. The whole person is full of haggard, her eyes are seriously concave, and the dark circles are more obvious.
Meng Chengyu looked at it, and his heart shrank.
However, it began to beat violently.
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