Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Downstairs, there were footsteps suddenly.

Zhou Xufang quickly packed things into his backpack, moved the bed, jumped out of the attic window, and jumped to the top of the building.

I don't know who went to the attic, stood there for a while, and then went out again.

Following the sound of footsteps, Zhou Xufang jumped from the roof of the attic to the roof of Luo's villa. He just lay down and heard the voice.

"Where is Grandpa?"

Oh, it was Tang Xiang who just went to the attic.

The next person replied: "In the study."

On the first floor of the study, Tang wanted to knock on the door, and just about to push the door to enter, the driver of the Luo family outside the house ran in and came to the door to say: "Chairman, there are guests visiting."

Luo Huaiyu asked in it: "Who?"

"It's a man, he said his last name is Zhou."

week?

Tang wanted to know who it was.

There was silence for a while: "Please come in." Luo Huaiyu came out with a cane and glanced at Tang Xiang, "I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Tang wanted to nod and left first.

Luo Huaiyu told her to invite the guests in when she was far away.

Zhou Qing put the wheelchair at the gate. He walked on a crutches for a short distance. He walked slowly, limping very hard, sweating on his head, and it took him a long time to enter the house.

The servant had already made the tea. Luo Huaiyu sat on the sofa in the living room. Seeing him come in, his eyes were complicated, and he stayed on his feet for a while: "You haven't been to Luo's house for more than 20 years."

Because it was winter, the weather was very cold, and the prosthesis was painful. His left leg was severely lame. The right leg that had been hit by steel nails could not support the weight of the body. He supported the chair with his hands and sat down slowly. It was not a simple one. During the action, he was sweating and breathing slightly.

He sat upright and his eyes were cold: "You don't need to remember the old days."

Luo Huaiyu didn't pretend to deal with it, "Are you here to ask about your sister?"

"Didn't your Luo family say that she was dead?" His eyes were very pale. The room was full of human fireworks, but it couldn't melt in at all. His eyes were cold and cold, like a pool of stagnant water, "Where are the bones? Take it away."

Luo Huaiyu did not hesitate to ponder, and said without changing his face: "She didn't die in Luo's house. She was pregnant with someone else's child and died outside—"

Zhou Qing let interrupt: "I wasn't sure yet."

It can be determined now.

"I won't give the bones, I'm afraid I will find out something."

Luo Huaiyu's face changed slightly.

What I want to know has been determined. Zhou Qing didn't want to wait for a moment and got up on crutches: "Uncle, don't sleep too peacefully. I went to the police station to file a case eight years ago. My sister's case has no statute of limitations."

If the case is not filed, the statute of limitations for criminal cases is up to 20 years.

Huh!

The teacup in Luo Huaiyu's hand was broken.

Dark clouds completely covered the moon, and the road was wet with drizzle.

With the wheelchair set aside, Zhou Qing let him stand on the side of the road with a cane. He waited for a long time. There were many taxis coming and going, but none of them were willing to stop.

In this kind of weather, most people are unwilling to cause trouble to carry a person with inconvenient legs.

He sat in a wheelchair and waited aimlessly. The rain and fog were so cold that it fell into a blur in his eyes.

A car suddenly braked at an intersection 500 meters ahead.

The man driving the car broke out in a sweat, rolled down the window, stuck his head out, and yelled: "You **** want to die!"

It turned out that someone suddenly ran into the middle of the road, not long-eyed.

The man was dressed in black and covered his face tightly. He didn't walk away even if he was scolded. He glanced at the man driving, and then squatted down.

The man cursed a few words, opened the door and rushed down. As soon as he landed on the ground, he noticed that the body moved a bit and looked down—

The car was lifted!

The man was dumbfounded: "You, you, you--"

Duang!

Zhou Xufang let go, and the body shook before it stopped. She raised her head and looked at the man who had turned pale with two eyeballs. She said in a carefully discussed tone: "If you are obedient, I will not **** your blood. ."

ghost!

Ghost!

The man's legs trembled: "I listen!"

Just obedient, Zhou Xufang stretched out his hand and pointed to the front: "There is a man in a wheelchair, send him home." Oh, she must add, "Send home safely."

The man nodded desperately and began to sweat.

Zhou Xufang waved his hand: "Go."

Two minutes later-

In front of the Luo’s villa, a private car stopped. The owner of the car was a little fat man with a particularly white face and a lot of sweat. Oh, the little fat man stammered: "Hey, hey, where are you going? I, I, I will send you. ."

Zhou Qing got up from the wheelchair on crutches and said, "Thank you."

The little fat man was terrified and looked around: "No, you're welcome."

When Zhou Xufang returned to Yuquan Bay, it was almost ten o'clock, and she saw someone squatting downstairs all the way, ran over and shouted happily: "Jianzhi Jiangzhi!"

Still know to come back!

Jiang Zhi was still squatting and didn't get up. He was happy when he watched the black mass popping over, but he was still angry: "Do you know how many calls I called you?"

Zhou Xufang squatted down and hugged him: "I like you so much."

Jiang Zhi: "..."

He was thrown against the wall by her, and he almost missed it.

This sudden sweet talk...

He slowed down, squatted firmly, and hugged the person: "Coax me? I'm not angry with you."

She still hugged and didn't let go, and slammed into his arms in the'black never slipping autumn', she said, "It's not to coax you." Her voice was soft, and her bones were soft, twisting in his arms. Uneasy, "Jianzhi."

Jiang Zhi held on, not letting go: "Huh?"

She tilted her head to look at him and asked, "Do you like Luo San?"

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment: "What did Baoyi tell you?"

She stared at his eyes with dark eyeballs, moved close and close, so that everything in her eyes pretended to be him, and asked, "Do you like her?"

She is stubborn and insists on listening to the answer.

Regarding Luo San, he didn't know how much she knew or where to start. After a long silence, he reached out and took off her mask.

"I used to think I would always like him." He rubbed her cool little face with the back of his hand, and his eyes were like stars in the desert, lonely but clear, "Then I met you."

She frowned and seemed to be troubled.

Jiang Zhi held her face and rubbed her eyebrows with his fingertips. His voice was low and solemn but careful: "Fangbao, don't you be jealous, okay? Luo San is different, it doesn't matter whether you like it or not, he is a very important person. , You are different, you are my favorite person."

In his entire life, there were only these two people who made him worry about it. One was put into the urn by his own hands, and the other was in his arms, which was his entire world.

She squatted, put her hand around his neck, shook her head and said, "I'm not jealous."

Even if it was a mistake, even if she was not Luo San, she wouldn't mind.

That child, he couldn't reach the sun, he only caught Jiang Zhi in the dark.

"Jiang Zhi," she asked him, lying on his shoulders, quiet for a while, "If I were Luo San, would you be happy?"

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