The Colors You Adore Chapter 2

Jasper Zhang waited for the other party to close the line before hanging up. After staying for a long time, I said to myself that it was probably because of the rain that I had to fly to Wenzhou instead. He also said that it was a good thing he didn't go to the airport to pick her up, otherwise it would have been a wasted trip.

Jasper Zhang looked out the window. In September, after a heavy rain, the weather became much cooler, the heat subsided, and it felt like autumn.

Jasper Zhang applied for leave from the company, drove four hours to Wenzhou No. 5 Hospital, and asked about patient Elara Le at the nurse desk. A nurse checked the computer records and told him that patient Elara Le was still there. Observation in the intensive care unit. If there is no problem, he will be transferred to the general ward tomorrow and let him go through the admission procedures and pay the fee first.

After completing various procedures, Jasper Zhang drove to the Third Traffic Detachment and asked who was Sergeant Clayton Han, and someone pointed it out to him. He walked up to a policeman with a shaved head and said he was Sergeant Clayton Han? I am Jasper Zhang, Elara Le’s husband.

There was a woman sitting at Sergeant Clayton Han's table. She heard him introduce himself and looked up at him. Jasper Zhang didn't pay attention, and then asked Clayton Han what the specific situation was.

Clayton Han asked him to sit down and briefly explained the process. It is said that Ms. Elara Le and Mr. Eliot Yan were riding in the same car and collided head-on with a garbage truck while driving on Highway 2. The Volkswagen Tiguan driven by Mr. Eliot Yan flew off the road in order to give way. The deployed airbag saved Elara Le, but her body was still injured by debris in the car, her chest was compressed by the airbag, and two of her ribs were broken. Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital in time, and her life was not serious. After that, he pushed a plastic basket on the table in front of him and said, "These are the personal belongings of Mr. Eliot Yan and your wife Elara Le. This is Mr. Eliot Yan's wife. Please take inventory."

Only then did Jasper Zhang take a closer look at the lady sitting next to him. Eliot Yan's wife is a very young woman who looks like she has just graduated from college and has an extremely beautiful face. At first glance, he thought the lady was very young, and at second glance, he thought she was very beautiful.

Eliot Yan's wife had an expressionless face and lowered her eyes as she picked up the things in the basket one by one. She noticed his gaze and raised her head to glance at Jasper Zhang. Jasper Zhang was caught off guard and looked into those eyes, and ducked away. I thought to myself, it turns out that Eliot Yan’s wife is such a woman.

Jasper Zhang considers himself an ordinary man, but his wife Elara Le is a beautiful woman in his eyes. He didn't know Eliot Yan, but he had seen the group photo of their publisher's annual meeting. He was a man with a literary temperament. He was three or four years older than him and Caiying. In the photo, he was wearing a formal black suit for the annual meeting evening dress, which made him look even more... Mature, elegant, and personable, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous when he saw it. But the young lady in front of her, although her expression was cold and her eyes were a little sad, was really beautiful. He didn't expect Eliot Yan's wife to be such a young and beautiful woman, and he felt sad for Cai Ying.

He bowed slightly towards Eliot Yan's wife as a greeting. Eliot Yan's wife covered her chest with her hands, leaned forward, and said, "I am Eliot Yan's wife Mira Su. I heard that my husband drove the car. I am very sorry for causing you and your wife so much harm." "It's my husband's fault. I'm really sorry."

Mira Su's voice was so low that Jasper Zhang had to bend down and listen carefully to hear her words clearly. Although he was very angry with Eliot Yan, his wife was also a victim like him, and he couldn't bear to get angry at such a woman. Out of politeness, he bent down in return. Turning around, he asked Clayton Han: "Where is Mr. Eliot Yan? He is also in the municipal hospital? How is his injury?"

Clayton Han glanced at Mira Su and didn't answer. Mira Su lowered his head, opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and whispered: "He is dead. He was thrown out of the car, his head fell on the shoulder of the road, and he died on the spot."

Jasper Zhang was stunned for a moment and looked at Clayton Han. Clayton Han made a helpless expression, showing a look of intolerance. Jasper Zhang thought it was no wonder that Sergeant Clayton Han refused to talk on the phone. It turned out to be like this.

Jasper Zhang said to Mira Su again: "I'm sorry." Mira Su turned around and said, "What does it have to do with you that you need to say sorry?" Jasper Zhang was speechless.

Clayton Han coughed, asked Jasper Zhang to sit down, opened his notepad, and asked questions according to the procedure.

Mira Su continued to pick up Eliot Yan's things in the basket. Men's watches, men's wedding rings, men's wallets, several bank cards in the wallet, passports, ID cards, a business card holder with Eliot Yan's name on it, work access card, driver's license... a dupont. She took one look at the lighter and left it, saying that my husband doesn't smoke. There was also a well-packaged C*nd0m in the basket. She picked it up expressionlessly and threw it into the trash can at her feet. Two mobile phones with broken glass surfaces, both look like Apple. One of the mobile phones had a printed phone case on the frame. She picked up the other one and pressed the power button. As expected, it was broken. Mira Su picked up a digital camera connected to IS Xiaobai and said that the lens was broken. Turn on the switch of the fuselage again and look at the photos inside.

Jasper Zhang couldn't help but ask, is it private or company? Mira Su looked at a few pictures and said they were all there. He also said that the camera belonged to my husband, and the photos inside included exhibition scenes and personal photos. She took the camera frame towards Jasper Zhang and asked, "Is this your wife?" Jasper Zhang turned his head and glanced at it, and said yes. Mira Su said, "She has a very good temperament." Jasper Zhang glanced at her. From his position, he could only see behind Mira Su's ears.

Mira Su looked at a few more pictures, turned off the camera, and said, "Although there are photos of your wife, the camera belongs to my husband and I want to take it back." Jasper Zhang asked where are the photos of my wife? Mira Su thought for a while and said, "You leave me an email address and I will send your wife's photo to the email. Is that okay?"

Jasper Zhang nodded, and Clayton Han handed him a post-it note. Jasper Zhang wrote down his email address, tore off the paper, and pushed it over. Mira Su put the camera and sticky notes into her bag, stood up and said to Clayton Han, "I've finished my work. If you need anything, please call me."

Clayton Han asked Mira Su, what do you plan to do with your husband's body? Mira Su was silent for a while and said, "Let's cremate it here. Take the ashes back and hold the ceremony. I can't bring a body back." At this point, two tears fell on the glass panel of the table. Gotta smash.