rebirth of wrong love farewell

Landfill.

The dementia boy got up slowly, looked at this strange place, and when he saw the familiar boy, he walked to his side and looked at his empty eyes silently.

The flies landed on Chen Di's icy body. His blood-stained body, his lifeless eyes, and his slightly opened mouth were full of white and dry coagulation.

"Ada, there are people there." A group of local children ran to the two barefooted.

When he found the idiot-like young man, he immediately pushed him away and groped around Chen Di's body like a treasure hunter, "I found 20 Huaxia coins. That's a lot of money!"

The joyful words of his companion made others grope around him one after another, even took off his shoes and put them on their own.

"Ah!" The child who was suddenly pushed to the ground looked at Liang Nuoyi who was trying to push him stupidly, and shouted, "Ah Da, this idiot dared to push me."

"Hit, kill him."

A group of people pressed the childish boy who didn't know how to resist and beat them until they saw him laying numb and motionless on the ground, not speaking, and not moving. The few people were so frightened that they stopped the violence. move.

Blood, a lot of blood flowed from the boy's head, soaking his entire forehead.

Pa, a boy immediately threw the blood-stained brick on the ground, looked at his companions, and shouted, "Run."

The rain came suddenly, washing the dirty garbage dump, and the black muddy water slowly flowed.

It flowed over Chen Di's body covered with corpse spots, and flowed over the boy's blood-stained body.

The shortness of breath fluctuated violently, and under the heavy rain, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, looking at everything strange under the rain curtain with confused eyes.

When he saw Chen Di whose body was already white and swollen, Liang Nuo covered his head with a hole in it, and silently came to his side, looking at him with dark eyes.

"My name is Chen Di, and my home is in Daliang Mountain."

"From now on, I'll call you Dumb, Dumb."

"What a beautiful ring on your little finger."

"Let's sell it, silly."

"Okay, okay, I won't move your precious ring. I usually see you so stupid, why do you hit someone when you touch your ring? It hurts~"

"In the future, the two of us will be together, and I will support you."

"Silly, is it delicious? Is it delicious? Ha, is it delicious?"

"Silly, good boy, Pain Feifei, Pain Feifei..."

"Silly..."

Pursing his lips, Liang Nuo bent down and hugged Chen Di's stiff body. Feeling the severe pain from his wrist, he hummed and walked out of the garbage dump step by step.

Blood spilled from his fingertips, and a big pit gradually formed under the bloody fingers that were digging.

Liang Nuoyi silently looked at the quiet boy in the pit, pursed his lips, and looked at the crystal ring on the little finger of his right hand, the ring-shaped grass knot glistening with green was still as fresh as before.

Take it off, put this sparkling crystal ring on Chen Di's chest, push the palm of your hand through the soil beside the pit, and bury him forever in the dark, cold ground.

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public telephone hall

"it's me."

"In Bangkok……"

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"Lan Youruo." The old man sat in front of the coffee table, looked at the woman who was forcibly invited, his eyes fell on her swollen belly, and said with a smile, "I hope I didn't disturb your recuperation."

The indifferent arc of his lips remained unchanged, Lan Youruo's eyes fell on his old face swollen with blood clots, and he remained silent.

"Drink?" The old man skillfully poured a cup of tea, smelling the faint fragrance, he took a sip from the teacup, "I almost made you mess up, if I didn't have a backup, I'm afraid, I'm the one today In the cover you set up."

"Pregnant women, why are you still so restless?" The old man finished drinking a cup of tea in his hand and looked at her, "Unfortunately, you still lost."

"Miss Lan is with the target." Liang Nuo said to the bodyguard who was driving, "Hurry up."

"Who are you?" Lan Youruo looked at him coldly.

The old man continued to take a sip of tea and put down the teacup, "Very smart little girl, when I knew you found me, I knew that you couldn't stay. But, if you really die, she will Without a soul, how can a soulless jeweler create the true meaning of jewelry? So, you can still sit in front of me now."

Noticing the change in his tone, Lan Youruo questioned, "Where is he?"

"Here we come." The old man looked at her with a smile, "It's finally here."

"What?" There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, looking at the old man who was suddenly clutching his chest and twitching continuously, as if he had realized something, but he didn't understand anything.

Bang, the door was kicked open, Lan Youruo turned to look at Liang Nuoyi who was walking in step by step, his eyes turned red instantly, and he just stared blankly.

"Teacher." Liang Nuo quickly walked up to the old man, supported him, and looked at the foam from the corner of his mouth, "You..."

The old man tightly held the young man's hand, pointed at Lan Youruo with trembling fingers, and said bitterly, "She, poison..."

Covering his eyes, Liang Nuoyi tightly closed his lips, not looking at her appearance at this time.

"Made, God-made plan, must, must..." The old man stared at him with hopeful eyes, his hoarse voice became lower and lower, and finally, the hand that was holding him tightly lost strength, and dissipated in pain All breath.

Hot tears rolled down Liang Nuoyi's cheeks, he picked up the old man's body, and walked out the door coldly, without looking at the girl.

"Liang Nuoyi." Lan Youruo stood up, sadness, pain, and tears flashed in her eyes, "Do you believe me?"

He stopped, paused, Liang Nuo turned his head to look at her slightly protruding belly, pursed his lips, hugged the old man's body tightly, passed her silently, and walked out of the door.

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Liang Nuoyi silently looked at the grave where the old man was buried, and sighed softly: "Teacher, you are wrong..."

Jewelry has no temperature, only the human heart has temperature.