In the quiet suburban night, on the edge of a dry well, song team stated the past of that year. His voice was very tired. He rubbed his face with his hand from time to time, and continued: "Li Changyuan came three times, and I refused three times."

"At this time, your family came to me to borrow money to build a house back home, and to find a job for their children. In particular, the school that Meimei studied in was not a key school. You had to agitate and say that you want to transfer to Meimei and go to the key school. Now, what do you want to do without money

"So when Li Yuanyuan came to me with cash again, I wavered! I think, anyway, Li Changqing is dead, no matter whether he can find the killer or not, he can't survive. But if I change the nature of the case, I will get the money, and all my troubles will be solved! No one will bother me any more. " Song said that, with a sad smile, he looked at his wife and said, "so, where do you say all the money has gone?"

"Why don't I know when they came to you?" Song team's wife heard this, the whole person was stunned, "why don't you tell me!"

"Is it useful to talk to you? What else can you say besides arguing with me and saying that I'm hopeless and can't earn money? " Song team said that he rubbed his hair with his hands. In just a few minutes, the whole song team seemed to have gone through a lot of vicissitudes. "What's my life these years! All day long, I'm afraid I'll be found out. It's like being a thief. It's a bad feeling! "

"I didn't expect that after so many years, I was finally found! It's true that the net of heaven is wide and wide, but it's not careless. " Song said, looking up at the top of the night sky, sighed: "although found, but now I feel very relaxed! In the past six years, I've never been so relaxed as I am today! "

"Old song..." Song team's wife heard song team's words, her face had a complex expression.

"Let's divorce!" Song team turned to look at his wife, full of fatigue, "Meimei, if you want to follow you, follow you! Everything in our house is for you. I don't want anything. "

"Old song!" Song team's wife looked at Song team in panic. Although she had been picky about song team for so many years, she never thought that she would divorce song team one day.

Song team did not pay attention to his wife, but turned around, looked at me and Li Changqing, said faintly: "I will surrender! I will explain all the problems clearly! "

I look at Song team, I feel very bad, although I used to hate him so much.

"What I don't understand, Li Changqing, is that it's Li Changyuan who has hurt you. Why don't you take revenge on him but hurt li Qingge?" I asked, puzzled.

"Because I want to take away the most important things from him and let him taste the taste of losing forever! I think that kind of feeling is worse than killing him directly! " Li Changqing said with a helpless smile.

"Li Changqing, what you want has come true now. Your grievances will be vindicated, and the murderer who killed you will be arrested and punished. It's time for you to put everything down and go where you should go, because you also killed innocent people, so you should also accept the punishment you deserve! " I said to Li Changqing word by word.

At this time, Li Changqing, who got the desired result, was obviously no longer the ghost full of hatred and ferocity. His soul gradually became clean because he put down his obsession, and the blood on his face gradually faded away, becoming what he looked like before he died.

"Don't worry, I will also accept the punishment I deserve." With that, Li Changqing looked at Li Qingge behind me, sighed heavily and said, "Qingge, it's uncle. I'm sorry for you."

If you want to say that the person who suffered the most from this incident should be Li Qingge. Up to now, she has not recovered from the shock, and the whole person has been silly.

"Qingge?" When I called her softly, Li Qingge looked up and looked at me pitifully. Then he immediately began to cry, "spoon, you tell me these are not true! I'm not dead, and my father is not a murderer... "

"Qingge..." I looked at Li Qingge, who was crying helplessly and covered her face. I didn't know how to comfort her.

"Qingge, go with uncle. Uncle will never hurt you again." Li Changqing floated over, took Li Qingge's hand and said with a sigh, "it's uncle. I'm sorry for you. If you want to hate, you should hate uncle."

"No, Uncle..." Li Qingge cried and shook his head, "it's my father who's sorry for you first..."

At the moment when Li Changqing hugs Li Qingge, I see his resentment turn into black smoke and rush out of his body.

Before they left, they gave me and Wen chuyang two red chips to express their gratitude.

Looking at the chip in my hand, I want to know more about the secret of Wen chuyang's heart being poached. But Li Changqing said that he didn't know anything, but the woman told him that as long as he said so, if Wen chuyang wanted to know, he could take the initiative to find her.

"Well, this kind of pediatric trick." One side of Wen chuyang scornfully sneered, while playing with the chip in his hand, said: "if you want to retrieve the memory, I can rely on myself, no need for others to intervene!"

After Li Changqing left with Li Qingge, it became quiet here. Song's wife knelt on the ground, holding song Meimei's head, looked at me nervously and asked, "when will Meimei wake up?"

Tut, still so impolite!

Maybe this unreasonable character has been deeply rooted for her and will not be changed by one thing.

I turned my head and looked at Wen chuyang. Wen chuyang fanned a folding fan and asked with a sneer, "are you going to make your daughter wake up now and look at all this in horror? If she asks you what happened, how do you tell her? I advise you to take her home early and let her wake up

Although song team's wife was rude to me, she was still a little afraid of Wen chuyang, so she didn't dare to refute Wen chuyang's words, just asked in a low voice: "Meimei, is she really OK?"

"If you don't believe it, why ask again?" Wen chuyang said, with a cold smile.

After listening to Wen chuyang's words, song's wife was like swallowing a steamed bun, unable to say a word.

"Milele classmate..." Song team didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly called me. Seeing that I turned to look at him, song team began to say awkwardly: "thank you..."