Chapter 1457

Zhuo Ran's hand movement suddenly stopped, then five fingers closed, clenched his fist, and the paper money in his hand was kneaded into a ball in his palm.

"Zhuo Zhuo ran You What's the matter? " Yu Fei had never seen him like this and was afraid.

Zhuo ran suddenly got up and threw his paper money into the brazier with indifferent expression. His sudden action of standing up brought up the wind and made the Martian ashes suddenly rise.

Yu Fei subconsciously retreated, avoiding the ashes all over her face, just wanted to wave away the ashes in front of her.

Zhuo ran suddenly raised the bucket used to put out the fire next to him, ignoring that the water would splash his clothes. A bucket of water poured into the burning brazier and put out all the paper money burning in the brazier.

"Zhuo ran, what are you doing?"

Zhuo ran ignored, threw the bucket to the ground, turned and left.

Yu Fei got up and ran after him. He grabbed his sleeve and said, "what's the matter with you?"

He suddenly turned back, the hatred and pain in his eyes twisted together, turned into a cold, like a skate to gouge her out.

Her heart twitched violently. She looked him in the eye, but her hand clenched his sleeve even tighter.

Four eyes are opposite, the two deadlocked, filled with silent smoke.

After a long time, he raised his hand and took it away from her sleeve. He turned and walked away.

Yu Fei watched him step by step down the steps. His heart felt like a sharp stone, and he was almost suffocated by the pain.

She knew that he had too much hatred in his heart, and that she should not touch his inner world. However, as soon as she touched him, she wanted to know more about him.

He took a deep breath to ease his tight heart. He lowered his head and saw that the remaining money paper was not as wet as it looked.

Eyes slightly astringent, even want to tears, busy suction nose to hold back.

He picked up the bucket that he had dropped, put it back to its original position, disposed of the wet money paper, pumped water again, and cleaned up the stone tomb that had been splashed with ashes.

Turning around, she saw Zhuo ran standing behind her. She didn't know when he came back. She was startled and couldn't help retreating.

"Why do you do that?" He glanced at the clean ground. His face was cold, and his eyes were cold. "Why do you do this when you doubt his wife?"

"Just respect for the dead." Yu Fei splashes water on the ground, washing the ashes everywhere he gets.

He took a step forward, took her by the wrist, pulled her up, drew her thin lips into a line, and looked at her with anger in his eyes.

Yu Fei met him fearlessly, calm and stubborn.

He finally let go of his hand.

Yu Fei's hands were free. She no longer twisted with him. She washed the ground clean, washed her hands and face, and lifted the empty brazier.

Around him, to the steps.

He looked at the portrait of Bi Shen, who knew nothing about Tao Xia.

Say those words, just rely on a woman's intuition, do not mean to provoke.

But her words touched a thorn in his heart.

It's true that Tao Xia doesn't love Bi Shen. Tao Xia belongs to Han Jinbiao and is ordered to marry Bi Shen. To put it bluntly, Han Jinbiao's eyes are placed in the Mohist school.

But Bishen loves Tao Xia more than his life.

Who said that Tao Xia didn't love him? He had a purpose. He was anxious with whom.

Tao Xia is the inverse scale of Bi Shen.

Bi Shen's death is the pain in zhuoran's heart. He knows that Tao Xia doesn't come to visit the tomb because he has a ghost in his heart and doesn't dare to face the dead.

But he didn't want to tell the truth in front of his dead friend, which hurt his dead friend's heart.

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