Chapter 619

Xueluo unfolds the painting carefully and delivers it to Hetun carefully.

"Mr. Xing, look at the painting carefully and see who the man is on it?"

He Tun's eyes suddenly became heavy. He gazed deeply at the yellowing portrait in front of him Although it's just a simple sketch, as a member of the Bureau, it's easy for Hetun to distinguish the characters in the painting.

Snow always pays attention to Hetun's subtle expression when he sees the portrait:

silence! Silent silence! A long silence!

Although xueluo can't figure out what kind of emotion he Tun is at this moment, xueluo can see that he Tun is looking at the portrait with great care.

So, snow decided to artificially add a few sentimental narration.

"Mr. Xing, this portrait was painted by mother Feng himself! She keeps your portrait all the time Over the years, you misunderstood Feng Ma! In fact, Feng's mother loves you very much. "

Xueluo felt that her voice over was just right.

He Tun would listen to her if he looked at her carefully.

Slowly, he Tun's big hand came over; his strong hand looked a little savage, not gentle.

He Tun's finger touched the drawing paper gently, but he stopped stiffly and drew back with slight rigidity.

At this moment, the world in Hetun is peaceful.

This painting is the only peace!

Through this portrait, Hetun seems to see the woman painting under the lamp

Does the heart have the rhythm of tiger sniffing rose?

Xueluo likes Hetun in peace.

His eyes seem to be more gentle when he looks at the painting.

This cruel man, in front of love, still showed his warm side.

It seems that the brewing is almost over, and the snow wants to further influence Hetun. Let him let go of Feng Xinglang, the child of his beloved woman!

But the snow has ignored a little

"Mr. Xing, mother Feng has always loved you That's why she painted your portrait and collected it by herself

Snow fall carefully said every word. Try not to disobey Hetun, her purpose is to influence Hetun.

It is said that the person who tied the bell is still needed to solve the problem. But Feng's mother is gone, but this picture can also represent feng's mother's heart.

"Mr. Xing, I can see that you also love Feng ma. Otherwise, there won't be a mother's wax statue in Fort Patel. "

Xueluo doesn't know whether Hetun has been moved or not, but xueluo is moving himself so much that his voice is full of weeping.

Xueluo kneels on the carpet in the trunk and holds the portrait of Hetun painted by Feng Xinglang's mother.

"Mother Feng is no longer alive Feng Xinglang is the only blood she has left in the world. If you love her mother, please let Feng Xinglang live! Feng's mother is your beloved woman, and you should be reluctant to let her feel sad under the spring. "

Emotional place, the snow choked up.

Xueluo can't understand Hetun's paranoid view of love for decades. Even for the sake of this woman, those who hate to the bone want to wipe out the children of a woman and the children of a woman.

It's cruel, it's cruel!

Xueluo hopes that Hetun can let Feng Xinglang off for his mother's sake.

There was another moment of silence. Suddenly, a cold smile faded from the river village after a long silence.

That smile is not strong, can fall in the eyes of the snow, but there is a kind of thrilling feeling.

"Tell me: how do you know that woman will be sad under the nine springs?"

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

Although Hetun's eyes are still slightly narrowed, it still looks like a quiet cold, but snow always feels that the heart window of Hetun has been closed.

Snow has been unable to see through the river at this moment.

Just now, he Tun has already shown his warm feelings for this portrait. Why did the painting style suddenly change?

What caused the sudden change in Hetun?

Or is he Tun Bensheng a fickle man?

Or which of his words angered this fickle man?

If Hetun is fickle, he will not be paranoid to Feng Xinglang's mother. After so many years of love, he can never let go.

"You, you want to hurt her, her only son. Of course, she will be sad under the nine springs."

Snow is the starting point of a mother, and answer this sentence.

A woman, too, too, too, has made a vow, even

In the eyes of Hetun's recollection, the strong hatred covers the desolation at the bottom of his heart.

"Lin xueluo, when you see with your own eyes the man you love with your life rolling on the same sheet with other women, will you hate him?"All of a sudden, he Tun was confused by the snow.

What do you mean?

Is he trying to express

Feng's mother is on the wrong track, and she has a good relationship with Feng Xinglang's father? And got caught by Hetun?

Oh, my God! What happened to this, this!

The snow seems to have fallen. She was not the client and did not know for a moment if she would answer Hetun's question.

"Let me let her betray me and go to talk to the son born by Jian Fu? Hum... "

He Tun sneered, "I want that woman to see the price of her betrayal and playing with me! She wants to die a hundred, not so cheap, I want her son to double for her to bear all this

Every word in Hetun has a chill. It seems that if he wants to cut Feng Xinglang to pieces, he can't solve the suffering and hatred he has suffered in his heart over the years.

"Mr. Xing, don't do that Maybe Maybe Feng's mother already knows she's wrong. "

The snow began to feel sorry for Hetun.

"Now she left this What do you want to express? Want to show that she once loved me? Or do you want me to see this painting and associate it with her betrayal? Let me always remember: is that the shame of my life? "

Deep in the eyes of Hetun, it seems that there are turbulent waves hidden. But it didn't come out.

"Mr. Xing Sorry It's not like this I'm sorry

Snow down a force of apology. She didn't know why she had to apologize to Hetun, but she was really upset.

For he Tun and Feng ma? Or for myself and Feng Xinglang?

With a hiss, Hetun took the paper from xueluo and tore it in half.

"Mr. Xing Don't tear it Please don't tear it

Xueluo kneels straight and moves forward, grabbing the torn paper from Hetun.