Looking at Zhang Yu's sad appearance, colleague Zhang Ling wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked over directly.

"Brother Zhang, my sister-in-law hasn't left yet. If you have anything, just say it as soon as possible!"

Zhang Yu took the phone and was slightly stunned. During the period he was with Zhang Ling, he also knew the existence of this live broadcast room and looked at the figure in the live broadcast screen.

The originally calm expression suddenly entered a state of collapse, as if he had finally found a partner to express to.

Zhang Yu could no longer suppress his inner emotions: "Lingling, I'm sorry, it's all my fault! It's because I didn't protect you!"

"If I were to be more successful, you wouldn't have done such a hard work. I have paid so much for this family, and I haven't learned to cherish it yet."

"I'm sorry, it's me!"

Speaking of this, his hands slowly hugged her.

The wind blew by, and I felt like Zhang Yu was much older in an instant.

Next to them, some policemen turned around and left them with some private space alone. The aunts who came to save the people were a little puzzled at first, but they also turned around silently.

Zhang Yu closed his eyes and saw a picture of holding his wife in his mind.

"Actually, I know, this is your choice!"

Zhang Yu murmured.

"Since the day I married you, I thought that there was such a possibility, so I opposed it. I even made trouble for you many times because of this matter. However, after I gradually accepted it, I never expected that this day would come so quickly!"

Zhang Yu's voice was a little hoarse. He had woken up from his dreams countless times and could only fall asleep when he saw her lying safely beside him! If he left in the middle of the night one day, he would turn on the light and wait for him silently in the living room.

It was not until you heard the sound of the key at the door opening that you could feel the southwest.

"I didn't blame you... I just don't know how to express it! Let Mengmeng leave it to me in the future! Don't worry, I will definitely raise her well and tell her that my mother is a good policeman!"

In fact, Zhang Yu had long anticipated this situation. It was because of her stubborn and persistent personality that she fell in love with her and was with her.

Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Ling silently: "You don't need to say anything, I understand! I know everything! Don't worry, Lingling!"

At this moment, Zhang Ling lowered her head, tears flowing out of her face without obedience. She knew in her heart that the sound of two footsteps gradually approached.

Zhang Meng and the captain are back.

Mengmeng Manman approached, looked around and hesitated for a long time, and slowly said, "Mom!"

She had just heard from the police uncle who was chasing her that her mother was still waiting for her here, waiting to talk to her.

Zhang Ling wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Zhang Yu, let Mengmeng come here."

Zhang Yu nodded and led his daughter over.

Mengmeng looked at her mother on her phone, then at the open space in front of her, a little confused, and then saw Zhang Ling walking up and squatting down, just as she looked at her daughter as before.

"Mengmeng, you told your mother, why did you run away?"

Mengmeng rubbed her swollen eyes and said, "They all said you are dead! But I just don't believe it. If you really die, I will never have a mother again!"

Zhang Ling was slightly stunned and burst into tears in an instant, but if she didn't explain it clearly to her child, she would probably be more troublesome in the future. She wouldn't have much love for her.

In Zhang Ling's heart, she thought she was not a good mother.

"Mengmeng, don't cry! You have to know that you are already an adult, so you must not cry. Mom tells you that this sound of a person has only three lives, one is when the heart stops beating, a biological death, the second is at a funeral, a social status death, the third time..."

When I talked about this, I paused for a moment and continued.

"The third time is the final death, that is when no one in this world remembers you anymore, so as long as you still remember your mother, your mother will not really die."

Zhang Meng bit her lip tightly. When she heard Zhang Ling's last words fall, she blurted out: "Mom, I will never forget you, and I will never let you die."

The little girl's cute expression instantly made some fans on the screen start to cry.

Zhang Ling smiled and continued, "Okay! Then Dad will give it to you in the future, is that OK?"

"Um!"

Mengmeng nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, mom, Mengmeng has grown up and will not cause trouble for her father!"

In the live broadcast room.

"Woooooooo... I will not forget you, your spirit will continue to be delayed. This is the light I believe in!"

Fans already feel that today's tissues are not enough, and their eyes are swollen into a slit.

"You will leave, but your spirit will never leave!"

"What I said upstairs is right. I will join the army in the future to inherit your spirit."

"Although I don't join the army, I will definitely be a good doctor to save more people."

Anyone who cried in the live broadcast room today will remember that there was once a young lady named Zhang Ling, who was a policeman, and her spirit is worth learning from.

In the future, no matter what choice they make, whether to join the army or study medicine, or extend their hands to those who are in trouble, they will leave traces of Zhang Ling's existence. In the near future, all children who no longer go to the river to take a bath or play tricks will remember that there was a policeman named Zhang Ling who saved two people here.

After the final farewell, Zhang Ling did not waste much time, but instead put her eyes on Jiang Chen again to express her sincere thanks.

"Thank you really, I hope there will be somewhere we can help you in the future."

Immediately afterwards, there was another burst of thanks and rewards in the live broadcast room.

Hearing Zhang Ling's second half of the sentence, Jiang Chen couldn't help but pause, as if he had remembered something, and then said: "If you really want to help and want to thank me, please cherish your life and keep a little conscience!"

Otherwise, there will be too much resentment and the ghosts will be too fierce.

Hell, sooner or later, will be full again.

"receive!"

"If anyone is talking about negative energy in the future, I will be the first to beat him up and throw him out of the live broadcast room."

"Calm downstairs, you're a little too impulsive."

"It has been recorded in the small notebook!"

The popularity of the live broadcast room has unknowingly increased to 30 million. Among them, people from the public security department are also there. In countless branches across the country, there are mobile phones in which Lord Jiang’s live broadcast room is placed.

A group of people in blue uniforms stood in front of their cell phones, dragging the police cap on their chest with one hand and putting the other hand at the same height as their eyebrows.

"salute--"

Everyone moved in a consistent manner, looking ahead, tears kept spinning in their eyes.
Chapter completed!