Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes, at first she thought she would not be able to sleep, but after all, she didn't sleep well these few nights, she was too tired, her breath was full of the familiar smell of a man.
After a while, she quickly fell asleep.
Listening to the even breathing of the person in his arms, Qin Wuyan took a deep breath.
In the dark, he stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's sleepy brows and eyes, that little face was clearly the same as when he first saw it, but before he knew it, everything seemed to have changed.
They should never have met, perhaps never should have met in the first place.
Not to mention everything that came after.
He knew from the beginning what the dealer meant to him, but she didn't.
Qin Wuyan turned over and lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.
He has been running around for days and nights without sleep, and he only feels a severe headache. If he is like Zhuang Huaisen, sitting in the position of the high priest, not thinking about making progress, and filling his own pockets, he can completely ignore everyone's life and live the life he wants. want life.
However, he has witnessed the most desperate things, and he knows what kind of life those powerless and penniless people live, and how they are struggling on the line of life and death.
He couldn't bear to let what happened to him happen again to those folks who once gave him half a sweet potato.
What little conscience he had left forced him to be a good superior.
Seek his own government in his place.
Rescue the poor people from the dire straits.
As for Zhuang Xiaoyu, the only concession he can make is to let Zhuang Huaisen live a good life, being eroded by the heart-piercing and bone-eating poison all day long, and living the rest of his days in pain.
Life is better than death.
As for other things, the dealer's damned people are all dead, and his blood feud can be regarded as revenge.
Qin Wuyan closed his eyes, suddenly feeling irritable.
He lifted the quilt, put on his clothes, got up, left the bedroom, and looked up at the dark night sky.
It is said that a person will become a star after death and look at his relatives in the sky. I don't know if his relatives are watching him in the sky.
If so, why did the three of them fall into such a fate, and now he is the only one left, alone in this world?
A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished, and it would be good if everything is over once, at least you don't have to suffer so much torture.
If he didn't have the idea of using Zhuang Xiaoyu at the beginning, by now, he wouldn't even have to pay for himself.
She is his doom and his destiny.
Qin Wuyan didn't know how long he stood under the eaves of the corridor, and he returned to the bedroom when his body was cold.
There was silver charcoal burning in the corner, Zhuang Xiaoyu was afraid of the cold, without the silver charcoal, he would catch cold easily and couldn't sleep at night.
Qin Wuyan glanced at the undershirts, trousers, shoes and socks that were not well sewn in the bamboo lollipops, turned his eyes away, picked up the chess records and black and white pieces scattered on the ground one by one, and put them back into the box on the table inside.
He flipped through the game record page by page, thinking that he would find the clues that Min Rui wanted to leave to Zhuang Xiaoyu, but he didn't find it.
This seems to be expected, but also seems to be unexpected.
From the beginning to the end, Min Rui was a modest gentleman, and he would not use any unscrupulous means to do things that would not stand on the table.
Perhaps it is because those methods have been perfected by other members of the Min family that people like Min Rui emerge out of thin air to purify the lintel and family tradition of the Min family...
Qin Wuyan believed in Zhuang Xiaoyu from the very beginning, even if she didn't have menstruation, he would not think that her body would betray him.
But he can't control her heart!