Then, Xie Ling got up: "Sister Xixi, I still have to go to the commissary, I'll leave first," she was avoiding this question.

"Xie Ling..."Yan Muxi stood up after him: "Don't go, I know the question I asked will make you sad, but why don't I." ”

As the words fell, Xie Ling stopped, but only for a few seconds she walked forward again.

"Xie Ling," Yan Muxi chased after her behind, she choked up, her eyes red: "The woman who was hit and killed by Lin Kui back then was my boyfriend's mother!"

"I just want to know," Yan Muxi said, "Is your brother instructed by my grandfather," her voice trembled slightly.

Xie Ling turned around, his eyes dimmed: "Sister Xixi." ”

"You just have to answer yes or no. ”

The wind blew away Yan Muxi's hair, the leaves rose and fell around her, she was nervous, she had never been so nervous in her heart An answer that she wanted to know but didn't want to know, she wanted to escape, but she had to face it.

After a long time, Xie Ling spoke: "Yes." ”

At this moment, the wind seemed to stop, and Yan Muxi's heart also stopped beating.

In the morning, Qin Ming did not explicitly tell Yan Muxi the question he asked, but asked Yan Muxi to follow the address he said and let her find the truth by herself.

Qin Ming didn't deny that Yan Muxi already had a premonition at that time, but she didn't want to face it.

She came here with a hint of luck, she was deceiving herself, maybe there was a misunderstanding in it.

Yan Muxi stood in the middle of the road, like a piece of wood, her eyes looked unfocused, not far ahead, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on the top of her head, drenching her whole body, cold and helpless.

Xie Ling walked towards Yan Muxi: "Sister Xixi..." she held Yan Muxi's hand.

She didn't know what to say to Yan Muxi.

Yan Muxi slowly turned his head to look at Xie Ling: "I'm sorry." ”

Xie Lingleng was stunned.

This sentence of sorry was said by Yan Muxi for Old Man Chen.

Xie Ling shook his head: "You don't have to say sorry to me, it's not your fault." ”

"My brother did it of his own free will. ”

Yan Muxi frowned and expressed doubt.

Xie Ling held Yan Muxi's cold hand and walked back: "My brother is fourteen years older than me, he loves me very much, I didn't go to kindergarten, I went directly to primary school when I was six years old, but my family conditions have always been bad, and I can't afford to pay for my tuition, so my mother has the idea of not letting me go to school." ”

The two sat down on the bench again, and Xie Ling continued, "But my brother didn't allow it, so he went to Wucheng through an introduction from an uncle in our village. ”

"But..."Xie Ling glanced at Yan Muxi: "I don't know how he came to you... Your grandfather works under him. ”

"That year..."Xie Ling's eyes were red when he said this: "My mother was diagnosed with a brain tumor and needs to be removed, and it is impossible for my family's savings to come up with so much money." ”

Yan Muxi patted Xie Ling's hand.

"At that time, I was still young, and I vaguely remember some things that I will never forget. Xie Ling choked up, a tear fell from his eyes and smashed into the back of Yan Muxi's hand: "I saw a stranger bring a sum of money and a letter to my father, my father didn't think so much at the time, he desperately wanted my mother to be treated, that money saved my mother, but my brother..."

Xie Ling sniffed, and the tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably: "Later, we were taken to the court by strangers who came to the hospital, and my father and I heard the judge's announcement with our own ears that my brother was sentenced to death!"

Yan Muxi took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Xie Ling.

Xie Ling said thank you: "One day Lin Kui's wife found our house and told me that my brother was killed by you..."

Yan Muxi: "It's okay, you say." ”

"Grandpa's instructions. ”

At this moment, Yan Muxi's heart was pinched, and the hand holding the tissue increased its strength.

The two worked here for a long time, until the sky gradually became overcast, and Yan Muxi returned to her house with Xie Ling.

"Excuse me, uncle, I bothered you today?"

Father Xie shook his head and said with a smile on his face: "It's all said, you're welcome." ”

Yan Muxi nodded and put down his chopsticks: "I'm full, you use it slowly." ”

Father Xie looked at the bowl full of rice in front of Yan Muxi: "Are you not used to eating?"

Yan Muxi shook his head and waved his hand: "No, no, the food you cook is delicious, but I don't have an appetite." ”

Father Xie wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xie Ling: "Dad, Sister Xixi is a little uncomfortable, I'll cook some porridge for her later." ”

Father Xie nodded and didn't say anything more.

With all kinds of things piled up in his heart, Yan Muxi has no appetite to eat.

What should she do.

After eating, Xie Ling took Yan Muxi upstairs, and the two slept in a room, the room was very quiet, there was no sound, and both of them hid their thoughts.

Xie Ling spoke, breaking the quiet atmosphere: "You're okay. ”

Yan Muxi turned his back to Xie Ling and whispered.

"Buzz...," the phone sounded.

It was Xu Yiyan's WeChat: Baby, how long do you have to go home? I'll pick you up.

Yan Muxi bit her lip fiercely.

She suppressed the fluctuating emotions in her heart, and she replied: I will work overtime tonight, so I don't have to wait for me.

Xu Yiyan replied in seconds: Okay, remember to have dinner, call me if you have something.

Yan Muxi didn't reply to Xu Yiyan again, she directly pressed the shutdown button.

Yan Muxi's eyes gradually blurred, and a small cry came out of his throat.

What should she do.