A Qi

Aunt Mei covered her mouth and nose with the plum blossom fan in her hand, fearing that she would get the foul smell of the dead, she hastily directed a few turtle slaves to carry the corpse out.

Qiu Guan's mood fluctuated wildly, he was sluggish just now, but now he seemed crazy and wanted to reach out to touch Xing Lin's cold body, trying to stop them from moving Xing Lin, Ah Qi stopped and hugged her tightly, and then restrained her.

Ah Qi really couldn't bear to watch it, so he directly carried Qiu Guan out, and then Xing Lin's body was wrapped in a straw mat and carried out by three tortoise slaves, probably found a mass grave to throw it away.After a few months, only bones and bones remain, and the identity of the dead person cannot be discerned at all...

"Mom, please, don't throw Xinglin into the mass grave!" Qiu Guan stood in front of Aunt Mei and kowtowed heavily.

"Go away, the death of a lowly maid is also a low life, do you want me to erect a monument for her?" Aunt Mei gasped out of her nostrils, obviously she didn't even have the slightest sympathy for Xinglin's death, let alone What's more, she felt that Xinglin had caused her bad luck out of thin air, and that the good poetry club had died.Darkness!

"Mom, no, please!"

An Rong hid in the dark under the tree, and kept watching with cold eyes until the man also knelt down, and she could no longer stay out of it.

"Mom." Emerging from the darkness, the night is clear and the moonlight shines on An Rong, who is not as dazzling as this mortal person.

"Hua Ling... why are you here?" Aunt Mei looked at him and thought to herself.

"Today is an auspicious day. If you are kind, why don't you give her a tombstone?"

Aunt Mei's embarrassment was not because she was reluctant to part with this small amount of money, but this was a precedent for burying a maid.But now, An Rong has opened his mouth, even though he is unhappy in every possible way, he dare not disrespect this popular leader, not to mention the backers behind him are all powerful people who cannot be offended.

"Fine, fine, it's all up to you. I'll send someone to order a coffin tomorrow." Commanded the three tortoise slaves, "You guys, carry her back to the house."

Qiu Guan moved to An Rong with his knees on his knees, kowtowed to him several times gratefully.Only Ah Qi was still kneeling there, with her head down, in a daze.

The three turtle slaves followed Aunt Mei and left together. Qiu Guan got up and ran directly into the house, and soon there was a loud cry.

A pair of ocher black boots appeared in front of Ah Qi's eyes. Ah Qi knew who it was and didn't speak, her knees were a little numb, and she straightened her stooped back slightly and stood up.

"Young Master Ling."

Seeing his low-browed, pleasing-eyed look, An Rong was really angry, but couldn't get angry, looked at the body of the maid in the room, and asked lightly, "Why did he go suddenly?"

"The small ones are not too clear."

An Rong glared at Ah Qi coldly, this person wished to keep a thousand feet away from him now, if he had told him just now and asked softly, he would definitely help him.But this person would rather not say anything, just reply that he doesn't understand.

An Rong didn't pay any further attention to Ah Qi, and entered the room, Qiu Guan was still sobbing beside the dead body, the white silk hanging from the beam, the fallen wooden stool, and the strangle marks on the girl's neck...

"Why did she seek death?"

Qiu Guan's eyes were filled with cold tears, but he just shook his head without saying anything.

An Rong hit a wall at both ends, and didn't want to meddle in these nosy matters anymore, stepped out of the threshold, her blood-red wide-sleeved shirt, against the dark night sky, was extraordinarily dazzling, walked to Ah Qi's place, only paused slightly, leaving behind a faint scent of magnolia floral.

After Xinglin's death, Qiuguan and Ah Qi were busy. Aunt Mei promised a coffin, and the two paid their own money to transport the body to the countryside west of the city. They dug a pit and buried the coffin, and set up a monument for Xinglin.

"Ah Qi, I suddenly understand now." The breeze blew across her face, and the broken hair on her temples fluttered with the wind. Ah Qi looked at Qiu Guan, feeling that she was a little different.

"Understand what?"

Qiu Guan took a deep breath and said coldly, "When a person is forced to a certain extent, death is the only relief."

Ah Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't agree, it was because a cowardly person would not dare to die even if he lived as humble as a rat, such as him.After all, when the lake water overflowed his chest, he was finally scared back.

"Only by living can there be hope." Ah Qi hummed in a low voice.

"What is hope, this hard life will never end."

Ah Qi didn't like Qiu Guan who was so compassionate, and he had to drag her out of the abyss of grief.

"Why is there no hope, we can kill Chen Qiubao."

Qiu Guan laughed loudly, "He is the master, we are servants, how can we fix it? Tell me! How to fix it!"

Ah Qi pondered for a long time, "I will find a way."

Xinglin's death didn't cause much commotion in the Changchun Courtyard. Everyone seemed to be accustomed to it. Over the years, there were many deaths in the restaurant. Aunt Mei didn't even investigate the cause of Xinglin's suicide. My son is determined not to do it.

It's just that Mr. Qiu Die has no one to serve him now. Aunt Mei suddenly remembered Qiu Guan's emotional and sad appearance when Xing Lin died, so she soon had a candidate in her heart.

Later, Aunt Mei sent Chunrui to inform Qiuguan about this incident. When the two met, Chunrui couldn't help but sneer.

"Mom asked me to inform you that from today onwards, you will move to the house before Xinglin." The voice seemed to come from the nostrils, the tone was cold and malicious.

Qiu Guan was stunned for a while, then said, "Okay."

Chunrui still wanted to continue venting her haughty and arrogant attitude, so she gave her a sideways glance, "Hey, I should congratulate you, you stepped on the little sister's body and climbed to the sky."

Qiu Guan didn't show any timidity at all, and his words were cold, "Sister Chunrui, if you have nothing to do, please go back, I'll pack up and move in."

Chunrui snorted coldly, "I don't know good and bad things!" She turned her head and left.

When Ah Qi went to look for Qiu Guan at night, she was not there, even the bedding on the bed had disappeared, leaving only the empty board.Hearing from the other three maids in the room, he realized that she had taken Xing Lin's place to serve Chen Qiubao, who killed a thousand swords.In a moment of desperation, he hurried over.

Qiu Guan was tidying up the clothes and quilts he had brought with him in the maid's room where Xing Lin lived before his death, his face was lifeless, and she didn't even notice that Ah Qi was pestering at the door for a long time.

"Listen to them, you moved here."

Qiu Guan stopped what he was doing, "Yes."

Ah Qi looked around the room, the simple bed, the small dark red square table, the deadly oppressive feeling enveloped Ah Qi, he seemed to be vaguely visible, the three-foot white silk hanging in the middle, and the blue-purple apricot grove on the ground...

He couldn't figure out what was going on in this girl's mind, she didn't cry or make trouble, but was too quiet, and didn't even respond to the fact that she was going to serve Chen Qiubao, all of this was too weird.

"That Chen Qiubao, who is he, Qiuguan, you can... tell..." Ah Qi hesitated to speak, and his words were still uncertain.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Guan laughed, as if mocking himself, "Tell mom? Why would her kind of philistine who is greedy for profit care about us lowly and lowly people? I guess I don't even bother to listen, why not..."

"It's better than nothing! Don't be a bastard! Qiuguan, I said, let's find a way!"

"Think of a way again, what can you think of? Brother, so many days have passed, what have you come up with?"

Intuition told Ah Qi that this girl might do something stupid, such as killing Chen Qiubao and then committing suicide; or another example, killing Chen Qiubao and then running away.No matter which method is used, it is an abyss of hopelessness for her.Ah Qi must stop her, but as an inferior and incompetent person, he couldn't make a clear promise, and he was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to tell Qiu Guan over and over again——

"Wait, there will be a solution, there will definitely be!"

In the end, he didn't know whether he was comforting Qiu Guan or giving himself confidence.

"Brother, there is no way..."

Seeing the smile on Qiu Guan's face, Ah Qi was terrified. He felt more and more that the girl was going farther and farther away, and she couldn't pull her back. Ah Qi didn't dare to look at her anymore, so he turned and ran away.

The night was as cool as water, and Ah Qi sat silently on the stone steps in front of the door for a long time, half of the heads of unknown weeds sprouted from the cracks in the stones, and their roots were firmly stuck in the soil, showing their vigorous vitality.Looking up at the sky, the sky above the head is full of stars, and the bright moon is gone.There were loud and small snoring sounds from the room, numbness and numbness, stimulating Ah Qi's right ear.

A life without hope, a helpless person.

Maybe it's the blue sky, which feels so beautiful today, maybe it's the verdant weeds risking their lives, Ah Qi made a bold decision, he decided to go to An Rong, who had spoken to help them a few days ago, maybe this He can also help with this matter, and with the remaining belief, Ah Qi thought that there might be hope for a turnaround in this matter.