Are you stupid? I am the villain behind the scenes

The surprise lasted less than a second before I saw a person lying on the ground.

The smile froze on his face instantly. Sikong Lan walked closer slowly and heavily, step by step, staring at Li Biao on the ground without blinking.

She murmured to herself, "What happened to Brother A Biao? Why is he sleeping on the ground? Get up quickly, the ground is cold." As she spoke, she knelt on the ground and reached out to shake Li Biao. Her voice was tearful, almost begging.

But Li Biao still lay quietly on the ground, without any movement, his body cold and stiff.

Sikong Lan's eyes gradually became desperate.

"Brother A Biao, don't scare me, wake up!"

In fact, she smelled blood, but she still didn't believe it. Her hands kept shaking as she looked at Li Biao's lifeless face. Tears rolled down her face like beads from a broken string, wetting her cheeks and dripping on Li Biao's body.

"Captain, please take a look, why can't he wake up..." Sikong Lan raised her head and asked Hua Chaochao for help with tearful eyes. She placed her last hope on Hua Chaochao, hoping for a miracle to happen.

Hua Chaochao remained silent. It was Yi Mu who spoke up, with a strong sense of self-blame: "It's my fault. I went too late and couldn't save him..."

If he had answered the phone the first moment it rang, if he had been faster on the road, Li Biao might... not have died.

As Sikong Lan listened to Yi Mu's words, he felt that breathing became difficult, as if his chest was being pressed down by a huge rock.

She screamed heartbreakingly, "Impossible! How could he die? You are lying to me!"

At this moment, the rain in the sky was getting heavier, with lightning and thunder. The light of lightning reflected in Hua Chaochao's pupils, making her eyes look even deeper and colder.

Finally, Hua Chaochao spoke: "My problem."

Yi Mu looked at Hua Chaochao and wanted to say that it was not your fault, it was him, it was his misjudgment that led to the tragedy.

Hua Chaochao met Yi Mu's gaze and seemed to see through his inner thoughts. She said, "You can't beat him."

Xing Jun understood Yi Mu's psychology and predicted that he would not wake up Hua Chaochao and go to rescue Li Biao alone.

Yi Mu clenched his fists, feeling powerless inside.

He knew that Hua Chaochao was right. Humans are human after all, and no matter what, they cannot escape God's calculations.

Sikong Lan just hugged Li Biao and cried, her crying was louder than the sound of wind and rain outside. Hua Chaochao and Yi Mu stood quietly beside her to accompany her, and no one spoke.

This was the heaviest rainstorm in Xuanzhou's history. The rain was so heavy that it seemed like the end of the world had come. People were so scared that they dared not go out and all hid in their homes. The streets outside were empty, with only the raging wind and rain venting its anger.

After a long time, Sikong Lan's crying gradually subsided. She seemed to have cried out all her strength. She just touched Li Biao's face and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to go home, Captain. I want to take Brother A Biao home."

Hua Chaochao responded: "Okay."

When Li Biao decided to get married, he used his savings over the years to buy a house near the Flying Tigers and Sikong Lan's parents' home as his and Sikong Lan's new home.

But Hua Chaochao did not take people back to their new home, but to the home of the Flying Tigers.

She felt that Li Biao should see his good brothers for the last time.

At that time, the four members of the Flying Tigers were playing frisbee with Happy on the lawn outside. The rainstorm only covered the Xuanzhou continent, while other areas were still sunny and windy.

The moment they saw Li Biao's body, their reaction was the same as Sikong Lan's, from disbelief at first to grief after accepting the fact.

Happy also hung his head, his ears drooping limply, and lay beside Li Biao, whimpering softly.

Everyone was suddenly immersed in the grief and anger brought about by Li Biao's death. Everyone's chest seemed to be filled with anger, and they were overwhelmed by the grief and could not breathe.

"Who is it! I will kill him to avenge Brother Biao!" Lu Jie shouted first, his eyes were red and bloodshot as if they were about to bleed, his hands were clenched into fists, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous intent, as if as long as he knew who the murderer was, he would rush up and fight with him regardless of everything.

"He's dead." Hua Chaochao said, "His revenge has been avenged."

Although there was still Xingjun, in her opinion, he would not live long and was no different from a dead person.

"Let's prepare for the funeral. It's over. I have one last thing to do." Hua Chaochao's words reminded the few people who were immersed in grief and anger.

Yes, no matter how sad they are at this moment, they have to let Brother Biao go in peace first. This is the only thing they can do for Li Biao now.

The four of them gritted their teeth, suppressed the grief in their hearts, and started to get busy.

Sikong Lan had already cried until she lost her voice, and she just held Li Biao's cold body and shed tears silently.

Her eyes were empty and desperate, as if the whole world had collapsed at this moment, leaving only her and the lover in her arms who would never respond to her again.

Perhaps she was too sad, and finally she fainted.

It was because of this dizziness that several people discovered that Sikong Lan was one month pregnant.

When Sikong Lan woke up and found out she was pregnant, she was stunned at first, and then tears couldn't stop flowing.

She lowered her head and gently covered her belly with her hands, "Brother A Biao, did you hear that? We are having a baby."

Zhuang Wei, who brought food to Sikong Lan and informed her of her pregnancy, looked at Sikong Lan in front of him, hesitant to speak, opened his lips, hesitated several times, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "Sister-in-law, Brother Biao is gone, how about..."

"No, I want to give birth to the baby. This is the only thought that Brother A Biao left for me." Sikong Lan interrupted Zhuang Wei without hesitation. She knew that they were thinking about her, but she had made up her mind. No matter what, she must give birth to this child.

Even if the child has no father, even if she has to face all the difficulties alone in the future, she will still raise the child.

As if he had already expected Sikong Lan's answer, Zhuang Wei said without thinking: "Well, sister-in-law, when you give birth to the baby, the four of us brothers will raise it together. We will never let you and your child suffer the slightest injustice."

In fact, after knowing that Sikong Lan was pregnant, the four of them had already discussed it privately. They thought it would be best to persuade her to have an abortion. After all, she was still young and it would be easier for her to marry in the future without children. Although they were reluctant to give up Li Biao's only bloodline, they could not help but consider Sikong Lan's future.

But if she insisted on keeping the child, then the four of them would be the child's godfathers, and would use everything they had to protect the mother and child and never let them come to any harm.

Sikong Lan said gratefully: "Well, thank you."

……

Li Biao's funeral was held the next day.

Only a few people attended the funeral. Apart from the four members of the Flying Tigers, Hua Chaochao, Yi Mu, there were only Sikong Lan and several of her family members.

Sikong Lan was dressed in black, her face pale but determined, and she was holding Li Biao's portrait tightly in her arms.

Buried together with Li Biao was the gun that he refused to give to Shen Kun.

Li Biao likes it very much and carries it with him wherever he goes, so he should want this gun to accompany him.

The entire funeral scene was shrouded in dead silence. There was no crying, no excessive words. Everyone was immersed in their own sorrow, silently remembering Li Biao.

After the funeral, Hua Chaochao called Sikong Lan aside and gave him all the money she had earned in this world.

The amount of money was extremely huge, enough for Sikong Lan and her unborn child to squander in dozens of lifetimes, but Hua Chaochao gave it all away without hesitation, without leaving a single cent.

Sikong Lan did not reject Hua Chaochao's kindness, but just said: "Captain, are you leaving?"

Inexplicably, Sikong Lan felt a sense of separation from Hua Chaochao.

Coupled with Yi Mu's obvious anxiety, Sikong Lan made such a guess.

Hua Chaozhao nodded: "Yes, it's time to end it."

She was fed up.

"Captain." Sikong Lan couldn't help but walk forward and hugged Hua Chaochao tightly, saying with a trembling voice, "Thank you."

Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would never have met Brother Biao, and I would not have spent those happy and joyful days with him.

Although it was short, I don't regret it and I will never regret it.

Hua Chaochao gently patted Sikong Lan on the back, like an older sister comforting her younger sister, and said softly: "You must remember that you are free to do whatever you want. Don't be bound by the children, and don't be afraid of causing trouble. Lu Jie and the others will cover you."

Sikong Lan is a wonderful girl. Hua Chaochao hopes that Sikong Lan can face her future life bravely and live freely and happily.

Sikong Lan listened, raised her head slightly, and showed her first smile in the past two days. Although there was still sadness in that smile, it was also firm. She said, "Okay, I will."