God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 1310 380: Widow4

"Hmm..."

An Le nodded, turning his hollow eyes away, unable to bear looking at Yan Huan's corpse,

"Then three days. In these three days, I will do nothing... nothing at all, don't worry about my modifier losing control...

"I will find Ye Shiyu's whereabouts, and then after three days..."

Saying this, An Le glanced at Sakuragi Hitomi,

"In the process of dealing with Ye Shiyu, you'd better put in more effort. Otherwise... for Xiao Huan's revenge, I won't care about anything."

"..."

Sakuragi Hitomi did not speak, only her eyes went blank.

And behind her, An Le had sohow disappeared from where he stood, his whereabouts unknown.

"Click..."

After an unknown amount of ti, the mortuary door opened again.

Outside the door, there appeared a nurse and a person in a black trench coat, Nara.

"Miss..."

"That..."

Sakuragi Hitomi tiredly turned her head to look at the door.

Nara motioned for the nurse to speak first, and the nurse took out a phone and said,

"This was just handed to by the police, they said they found the deceased's belongings at the scene and told to give it to the family..."

"Okay, thank you."

Sakuragi Hitomi took the phone that belonged to Yan Huan from the nurse, equipped with facial recognition unlock.

But after hesitating for a second, she chose to input the password instead.

Because she knew, the President usually used birthdays as passwords.

While inputting the password, she also asked Nara,

"How is it going?"

"...I found out, just now Tong Yingying returned to the group, took a lot of weapons. Then, she disappeared."

"..."

After entering Yan Huan's birthday, however, the password was incorrect.

Sakuragi Hitomi paused slightly, then realized sothing.

She lifted her finger and entered...

Another birthday.

Rember, on Yan Huan's 'past life's' birthday, Sakuragi Hitomi had given him a fan.

Because he had once casually filled out that birthday.

Only one look, and it was rembered by Sakuragi Hitomi, until now.

Interestingly, apart from Yan Huan himself and ow...

Only Sakuragi Hitomi knew it.

"Password is correct."

Indeed, after entering that password, Yan Huan's phone unlocked.

Seeing this, Sakuragi Hitomi pressed her lips together and revealed a smile.

It's just that the arc of the smile was downward, tinged with a bit of bitterness.

"Keep an eye on her, make sure... she doesn't do anything stupid."

"Hmm... I know, her mom is still at Linn receiving treatnt, we can't ruin her life."

"Ah, also, Bai Yi... Can she be found?"

"Uh... I just checked the surveillance, didn't see her."

"...No matter what, still get more people to look for her. Her ho, her workplace, leave no stone unturned. If she shows up, notify imdiately and tell her I want to see her..."

"Yes."

Arranging these, Sakuragi Hitomi opened the plane app, and there were many ssages inside.

Among them, there were many ssages from Aria.

"Yan Huan, where are you?"

"Why aren't you replying..."

"Yan Huan! I'm not talking to you anymore!"

"Just kidding... reply to quickly... I secretly got my phone, that Heather suddenly wanted to take my phone away, damn!"

"Without you, I can't finish my sumr howork..."

"I miss you so much..."

Looking at ssage after ssage, Sakuragi Hitomi didn't know what to feel.

But the most conspicuous ssage was clearly:

Aria still didn't know about the President's accident!

So, the aning of Heather taking her phone away was obvious.

"..."

Indeed, Aria's emotions were also very unstable. If she found out about this...

An Le already made it difficult for herself to handle.

And Aria's modifier...

If it exploded, it would truly be irreparable.

No, she can't be involved in this matter.

At least, not yet.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Thinking like this, Sakuragi Hitomi pondered for a long ti before suddenly raising her finger, placing it on Yan Huan's phone keyboard.

While typing out the text, she softly spoke,

"Arrange for to et Heather from the Golden Lion Group in the near future."

"Understood."

Nara turned around to open the door and was just about to leave, but saw there were still quite a few people waiting outside.

"..."

"Excuse , are you Miss Sakuragi? This is the funeral ho, how about moving the body tomorrow?"

"Miss Sakuragi, this is from the hospital, please look at the death certificate..."

"For the funeral, we have several packages..."

"Miss Sakuragi, regarding the cetery..."

"Sakuragi, I'm here representing the school. Yan Huan, he..."

"Hey, Miss Sakuragi!!"

Ti passed unknown, and it wasn't until the last person finished speaking that Sakuragi Hitomi leaned pale against the wall of the corridor outside the mortuary door, surprising those around her.

"Miss Sakuragi..."

"I'm fine..."

Sakuragi Hitomi gasped, her face pale, refusing the other's support,

"Just do things as I said."

"Okay, then I... won't bother you."

"Hmm..."

In front of the mortuary, the others left, leaving Sakuragi Hitomi alone, standing against the wall.

Her eyes empty, she originally planned to leave as well.

But before leaving, she couldn't help but turn back to look behind her.

"Click..."

Once more, she opened the door and entered inside.

The mortuary, unchanged.

Only now did Sakuragi Hitomi realize that during the earlier fight with An Le within the Barrier, the white cloth covering Yan Huan had been blown away and not replaced.

"..."

Staring at Yan Huan lying motionless on the bed, Sakuragi Hitomi stood frozen for a long ti.

Soon after, she revealed a bitter smile,

"The President is still... the most handso when he smiles..."

"..."

Saying this, she gently reached out, slid her hand under the white cloth, and held Yan Huan's cold hand.

Grasping tightly, she lowered her head.

"Drip, drip... drip, drop..."

Tears fell from her eyes, soaking her smile.

"...Sob... sob sob... sob..."

In the silent mortuary, Sakuragi Hitomi's body slowly slumped to the floor.

But...

She still clutched Yan Huan's hand tightly.

Only now, in the absence of others, just the two of them alone, did Sakuragi Hitomi finally weep freely.

She bowed her head, sat on the floor, tears flowing endlessly,

"President... sob... sob sob...

"What should I... sob... do..."