bright sun

Think you know what to do. "

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The street market under the night is completely opposite to the daytime, as if it is dark and different.

When he was about to approach the inn, Pei Youping suddenly turned into a narrow alley.

Against the cold blue wall, he slid and sat on the ground, his whole body shrunk into a ball.

Cold, damp, and the sour smell of rotten food, this smell penetrated into my mind like innumerable threads, bringing back memories.

After his mother passed away, he became a helpless orphan. In order to survive, he had to travel through the streets and alleys, begging for mercy from others.Once, he slept in the alley every night, and kept warm with a three-legged puppy. Looking at the puppy, his eyes occasionally turned green. He was so hungry, and so was the puppy. crying in his arms.

That night is like this night, with no wind and no moon.

A boy with a handsome face and an innocent smile appeared in front of him.

The boy threw a piece of steamed bun to his feet, all his vigilance was overwhelmed by the hunger in his stomach, and he smiled humblely and fawningly, almost with gratitude.

The puppy whimpered and licked his palm, looking eagerly, and he broke off half of the steamed bun that was about to reach his mouth and fed it.But the puppy that ate the steamed bun suddenly foamed at the mouth and fell limp to the ground.

He was blank at first, and then looked at the boy angrily!

At this time, a woman came leisurely behind the boy, wearing a black skirt and holding a black umbrella in the black night.

He was extremely angry, but when the woman looked at him, she seemed to have stronger emotions... yearning, jealousy, sadness.

"Zuo Lang..." the woman whispered.

"Auntie," looking up at the woman, the boy looked innocent, "My Qicunqiao was swallowed by Shechan, give him to me, and I want him to eat Shechan to avenge Qicunqiao."

"No," the woman stepped forward with an umbrella, raised Pei Youping with one hand, her brows were slightly frowned, she seemed to be crying but not crying, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, a half-smile was not a smile, and her voice was low and soft, resentful, "He is mine." .”

After a pause, he continued: "Mei Qing, after I die, he is yours."

After finishing speaking, he coughed.

"Auntie, when will you die?" Mei Qing stared at her and asked.

The woman ignored it, stopped coughing, and turned to Pei Youping, "What's your name?"

There was a "clack" sound from his shoulder under the opponent's palm, he struggled and said, "Zhuo... Youping..."

The woman immediately let go of her hand, and sent him flying with a single palm, hysterically saying: "That bastard's bastard is not worthy of the surname Zhuo!"

Mei Qing hurriedly ran forward and kicked his limp body, then turned to the woman and said, "He will be mine from now on, he can't die before you die."

Another palm slapped Mei Qing's cheek from the air, but he just tilted his head and smiled slightly spitting blood.

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Pei Youping began to tremble, and in the silent night, he could even hear the sound of his teeth chattering.

18 years, obviously already 18 years...

He can't escape, since that night, he has been branded as "Mei", even if Mei Hanxiang dies, there is still Mei Qing...

Pei Youping thought that she was strong enough, but it turned out to be an illusion... Mei Qing only "plays" with him when she is in the mood, but now that Mei Qing is not in the mood, he doesn't want to wait any longer and wants to end all this early.

Waiting for everything to end, I have no reason not to return to Wangchuan.

Back to Wangchuan...

Guarding this lunatic all my life...