The man closed his eyes in pain, as if saying, let me die.

"I won't let you die. I want you to live like an ant. Don't worry, not only will you not be able to commit suicide now, but you will still have decades to live. I will always be with you. As long as I live, you will tortured for a day."

Cheng Xiaomei smiled, and in the shadow where the moonlight could not reach, a black shadow seemed to shrink back.

Cheng Xiaomei returned to the chair in satisfaction, when there was a sudden noise in the house.

"It seems that we have guests."

Chapter 33

As soon as Cheng Xiaomei finished speaking, Luo Jiang pushed the door open.

Seeing Luo Jiang, Cheng Xiaomei showed some surprise on her face, "I thought that even if someone came, it would be an older person, but I didn't expect it to be a little girl."

Through the faint moonlight, Luo Jiang finally saw Cheng Xiaomei's face clearly. She put on a faint smile, but her fingers were tightly grasping the shoulder strap of the backpack and her nerves remained tense, "I'll come here when I hear the music." have a look."

Luo Jiang also didn't understand what was going on in front of her. There seemed to be a person lying on the bed, because the night was too dark to see clearly. In front of the bed was a closet, and beside the closet was a dead body. The big box is also covered with runes. I don't know what it contains, but if Luo Jiang guessed correctly, it shouldn't be something good.

Perhaps seeing Luo Jiang as a little girl, Cheng Xiaomei relaxed, and she even smiled kindly at Luo Jiang, "If I have a daughter, she should be about the same age as you."

Then, Cheng Xiaomei sat back on the chair without paying attention.

Wei Linqiang was a little confused, "Is she... dating you?"

"Didn't you send someone to test my depth? You should know that I am not here today to discuss with you whether you have a daughter or not." The expression on Luo Jiang's face suddenly turned cold, and she used an honorific address , but the tone was not polite at all.

Cheng Xiaomei leaned back in her chair and smiled, "You young people, you are so straightforward, why worry, I haven't been here for a long time, do you want to sit down and listen to me tell a story?"

Luo Jiang and Wei Linqiang looked at each other, "To be honest, I'm not interested in other people's stories, and I can't accept the notion that I have to be repaid ten times and a hundred times when I am wronged. Don't tell me I almost guessed it too."

"The one lying on the bed is your husband, right? The corpse on the ground is your husband's lover, and also a guest who visited me before. The box on the table contains your husband's illegitimate child. That kid is with me. After staying for a few days, you are not in a hurry, and it is impossible for you to be your child. What you want to do is your business, but innocent people should not be involved. "

Cheng Xiaomei covered her mouth gracefully and smiled softly, "Unexpectedly, you are young and have a sense of justice."

Cheng Xiaomei raised her head, as if recalling, "I used to be so naive, I married my sweetheart with joy, I didn't hesitate to fall out with my parents, and I came to a strange place to work hard with him, and I could only sleep for three hours a day. After a few hours, his body gradually broke down and he couldn't have children anymore. After his business improved, he seemed to be a different person. The sweet words he used to say turned into gut-piercing s***, corroding me little by little, and I left. Up to this point, they are all responsible!"

Cheng Xiaomei suddenly stood up from the chair emotionally. She pointed to her husband on the bed and accused her every word. She never considered that Luo Jiang was just an outsider, just a little girl who didn't understand how heavy marriage was. It’s for myself, and it seems to be justifying myself, “For more than ten years, I moved here alone for revenge, and I uncovered my scars over and over again. Is it bitter? I’m not bitter at all, I’m bitter. What, the scariest thing is, this man and this woman ruined my love, ruined my hopes, they made me sick, they made me feel dirty. I can't forgive him."

Cheng Xiaomei laughed loudly, she grabbed the man on the bed by the collar and shouted: "Look at me, am I still young? Am I still beautiful? Do you still like my skin?"

Luo Jiang noticed that the man was not unconscious. He opened his eyes wide, his mouth couldn't be closed because of Cheng Xiaomei's pulling, and he kept drooling outside. The cry was extremely strange in such a space.

Cheng Xiaomei was completely insane, her eyes were wide open, her nails were deeply buried in the man's skin, but her expression was ferocious and sad.

Wei Linqiang touched her chin and sighed, "This is embarrassing."

"The power of love is really powerful. It can shape a person, and it can also destroy a person. There are many things that cannot be judged by right or wrong, but our goal has always been to stop her, and it will not change."

Wei Linqiang: Shouldn't this kind of concluding remarks be saved for the last?

"You are really stubborn."

Luo Jiang unzipped the backpack, "I only do what I think is right."

No matter how terrible the resentment is, it should be over. In Luo Jiang's view, Cheng Xiaomei killed her husband, lover and illegitimate child, and tortured this man for so many years. Isn't she torturing herself and stealing other people's lifespan? She could not bear it originally, and she can choose not to bear it. If this goes on, she will really lose more than she gains. After Cheng Xiaomei dies, what awaits her will be irreversible.

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