The villain is also very flirtatious today

Chapter 133 [Special episode 2] Su Jingheng ([-])
"No, I don't have a necrophilia, I only have a porcelain fetish. I despise anyone except you."

The young man said with a smile.He rubbed his head on the girl's neck, but suddenly his face froze.

The body was already beginning to stink.

He said in a panic: "I've already made an ice coffin for Cici, which can preserve the body well. Cici is so clean, so it won't stink. Ah Heng will take Cibao to the ice coffin now."

He picked up the girl, got up stumblingly, and immediately walked to the secret room of the warlord's mansion.

I don't know if it was because of something in his heart or because he was blind, for a short distance, Su Jingheng walked very hard and stumbled, not only fell to the ground, but also fell to the ground with Jiang Ci.

The girl is like a fragile doll, with a slight knock, an arm falls off.

Su Jingheng's eyes were bloodshot, and the scene of Jiang Ci's death reappeared in his mind.

He let out a long howl of grief, and suddenly, like going crazy, he knocked his head on the ground, and blood flowed out in large swaths.

"No... no... Cici." He gently lifted the girl's body, and slowly rubbed the girl's cheek with the palm of his hand.

"Why am I so useless, damn it." With trembling arms, he tremblingly picked up the stump on the ground, trying to reattach it to the girl.

But where can the broken things be connected?

The veins on Su Jingheng's forehead protruded frantically, and finally, with a roar, he took out a knife and slashed at his arm.

His face suddenly lost its color due to the pain.

"Cici, be good, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, bad Ah Heng will give you back your arm, please, Cici won't cry."

The man comforted softly, he was like a madman, covered in blood, but his eyes were gentle enough to ooze water.

When the people in the warlord's mansion found out, Su Jingheng was still holding Jiang Ci, refusing to let go, and he fainted from the pain.

When Su Jingheng woke up, he saw a figure sitting on the bedside.

Qi Sheng glared at the young man bitterly, "You're really good at it, you're really good at it."

"At first I thought you were heartless, but who would have thought that you're still a love interest. Look at what you've become now. You're neither human nor ghost."

"You worked hard to get the position of warlord, and now you regret it? You don't do business all day, just hug a corpse."

At first, I didn't want to talk about him, and I was sympathetic to his pain, but now I went too far, blinded my own eyes, even cut off my arm, and treated myself as an iron man, invincible!

He babbled a lot by himself, but Su Jingheng didn't speak, his eyes were dull.

For a while, until Qi Sheng thought he would not respond, he suddenly said: "I regret it."

"What?" Qi Sheng didn't react for a moment.

"If I had known that the price of becoming a warlord would be losing her, I would rather be an ordinary person than take revenge."

Qi Sheng shook his lips, wanted to say something but didn't say it, and finally just sighed: "Ham, it's up to you."

"But brother, to say something good, it's better to cremate the body, and you can die more comfortably. Jiang Ci is also uncomfortable with you now."

What's more, if the corpse is not disposed of in time, it will not only be unsightly, but also smelly. do it.

"it is good."

Qi Sheng was startled immediately, he thought that Su Jingheng would not agree, after all, seeing how precious he is, so he just said it casually, but he didn't expect him to agree.

But seeing the calm look on the young man's face, he didn't open his mouth to ask, as long as he was willing to be cremated.

……

30 years later.

It was snowing heavily, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow.

on top of the mountain.

An old man is sitting in a wheelchair.

He coughs now and then.The left eye is missing a piece, the arm is incomplete, and the right arm is empty.

It's just that he is holding a box with care in his left hand, and his eyes are tender like water.

Snow covered his already gray hair, and also fell on the finely crafted urn.

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled lightly: "Does this count as our graying together?"he is satisfied...

Then the atmosphere fell silent again.

After the snow fell, the old man suddenly cried. He said, "I forgot you, I forgot you a long time ago."

Later, I heard that the old man on the mountain died after the snow. At the same time, the adults in the warlord's mansion also passed away.

(End of Su Jingheng's episode)
(End of this chapter)