Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

The old lady couldn't help but sigh as she spoke, the smile on her face not diminishing at all.

"But this child is filial for the sake of living. If there was no old woman like me to take care of him, he wouldn't have to work so hard."

A slightly trembling hand stretched out, motioning for them to drink water.

Then he moved his position nervously: "Officer, our Ronaldinho is a very good child. If he makes a mistake, you can educate him."

"He is very well-behaved and obedient. He is always just making small fuss."

The more Liang Yong listened, the more wrong he became.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced at his boss, who was still observing.

Before I could speak.

"By the way, Ronaldinho is about to finish school, and I have to go cook for him."

The old lady didn't say anything, and slowly got up.

Liang Yong hurriedly stepped forward: "School is over?"

"Yes, our little Luo likes the food I cook the most. He is tired from studying and will be very hungry when he comes back."

"this......"

After the two entered the kitchen.

Xiao Zhengqing got up from the sofa and picked up the photo frame placed next to the TV.

The young man above is almost identical in appearance to Tang Luo now, except for the age difference.

It's just that when he was young, his personality seemed much duller than now.

About to let it go.

A small black dot suddenly came into view.

The outstretched hand paused slightly, then raised it again.

Xiao Zhengqing pressed his thumb on the mirror, wiped it hard, moved it away, and it was still there.

Pulling the photo out of the album, I confirmed that the black spots were not caused by dust.

He took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera, pointed it at the photo album and took a picture.

Then he put it back again.

Just returned to the original position.

There was a sudden noise in the kitchen, and then the two people who had not been in for long came out again.

"Oh, look at my memory. Ronaldinho came back today, and I haven't made the bed for him yet."

The old lady walked slowly to a room on the right.

As he opened the door, he muttered: "He even brought back his clothes and asked me to wash them. I forgot about them."

"clothing?"

Liang Yong has been following behind.

Dare not let go of any potentially useful information, even if the old lady is obviously suffering from dementia.

"Yeah, I don't know where he fell. I told him to put it in a bucket to soak. Now I don't know if it can be washed off."

"..."

Liang Yong turned his head instantly.

He exchanged looks with Xiao Zhengqing.

"Grandma, where did you put it? Can I get it for you to soak in?"

"Why are you so embarrassed? By the way, do you come to see Xiao Luo for something?"

"Nothing."

"We, Ronaldinho, are good boys and will not do anything illegal."

"Ok."

Xiao Zhengqing slowly followed behind.

Sharp eyes swept around the room.

It was very clean and I didn't see anything to wash.

The old lady really didn't remember.

He stood in the room stunned for a while, frowned and turned around again: "Why did I come in? What's the reason for you coming here?"

There is absolutely no way to communicate effectively.

While passing by a potted plant, Xiao Zhengqing suddenly reached out and pulled off the red ribbon on it.

Stuffed into pants pocket.

As I was leaving, I happened to bump into my neighbor coming back from next door.

"Them?"

Speaking of which, he started to shake his head: "The whole family is not very smart, especially the elderly. What can you ask?"

The old lady had sat down on the sofa again, mumbling something.

Don't know what they are muttering.

Xiao Zhengqing gently closed the door.

"Is she the only one at home?"

"Yes, but her son should be back these days, right? I seem to hear voices."

I don't know if I thought of something unlucky, so I waved my hand and went back to the house.

If I hadn't been too old and too lazy to move, I would have lived here for decades.

Who wants to live with a criminal?

I'm on tenterhooks every day.

Before closing the door, he reminded me: "Don't worry about it. Her son doesn't care either."

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"Beep, beep, beep..."

In an ordinary ward.

Empty except for the sound of instruments in operation.

There were obviously beds for four people, but there was only one bed with people lying on it.

He was breathing heavily and showed no signs of waking up.

Liao Tingting stood at the door and looked inside.

"Received the hotline from the masses?"

"Yes, I was completely drunk when I brought it here. It smelled of alcohol all over my body."

"Where's the injury?"

"... He must have been fighting with someone. There are wounds on his arms and the back of his head. They are quite serious."

The nurse hesitated for a while, but still did not say "it may have been a unilateral beating".

"If he wakes up, please notify us as soon as possible."

"Ok."

After the figure at the door left.

The person who was still lying quietly moved, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

Almost immediately he reached out and pulled out the needle.

A faint inquiry came from the corner: "Are you awake?"

It was as calm as asking casually.

I don’t know when he came in, quietly.

But the person who was about to go down suddenly froze there.

Lying flat on his back, he didn't even have the courage to get up and run away.

The rather pleasant voice sounded in his ears like a curse, threatening to kill him.

Thinking of what happened last night.

He couldn't help but tremble.

His lips twitched twice: "You, you, you said you are not dead, just give me time to escape..."

"Ah."

The person in the corner seemed to be amused and walked out of the darkness step by step.

Holding a wine bottle in his hand.

near.

After just a few steps, it was as if he was being delayed.

Until it stopped at the bedside.

"The rule is that I have the final say, not you."

The voice just fell.

The feeling of dying last night came back again, and the white wine burned all his senses.

Go down the throat.

Some of the food that could not be swallowed came out of the nostrils.

He even had the illusion that his eyeballs were about to rupture, and he had the pain of being cut deep in his ears.

"Like to drink? Then drink more."

I don’t know how long it took.

Just when he thought he was going to die here.

The hand on his neck loosened.

He held his neck and found that he could no longer cough. He could only let out a "ho ho".

His mind began to fade.

A voice like a curse rang in my ears: "There is a safe hidden two meters away from Lin Xijiang. As long as you get it, the one million in it will be yours."

One million... one million...

one million……

mine.

He seemed to be possessed by a man who was still gasping for breath just now and was in an extremely embarrassed state.

He stood up dizzy and began to run out stumblingly.

I almost knocked down a few people in the corridor.