Lei Changhao went home with a cardboard box at the end of the day.

When I entered the door, I saw Feng's mother and asked, "How is she?"

Feng's mother said: "The young grandmother's heat has subsided, and she is resting upstairs." ”

He nodded, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at Mama Feng's hand: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"It's a young grandmother's express, someone sent it in the afternoon. Feng Ma said truthfully.

"Show me. He motioned for Feng's mother to put the express into the cardboard box he was holding.

There are a few words on the face sheet, but he only recognizes the three words Guan Moxin, and the words at the end of the payment are even more sloppy. What can be felt is that it looks like a man's handwriting.

"Is there something that the man gave her?" he couldn't help but be suspicious, put the cardboard box in his hand on the sofa, and was about to open the express mail, when Lei Yuqing walked out of the room.

"Big brother!" she ran over and put her arms around his waist. "You came back so early today. ”

Thinking of his stern attitude towards his sister last night, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Yuqing, my brother's attitude towards you last night was not good, you must not take it to heart. ”

"Big brother, I've long forgotten what happened last night. Yuqing said nonchalantly.

"You're so good, big brother loves you the most. He caressed Yuqing's face lovingly and smiled slightly.

"Big brother, you have to be nice to your sister-in-law. Yuqing suddenly approached him mysteriously and said.

"Why? do you like her?" his heart twitched.

"Yes, I think my sister-in-law is good, big brother, don't treat her badly. She pouted.

He gently stroked the bridge of her small nose and said, "Okay, I'm going upstairs to see your sister-in-law." He picked up the carton again and walked upstairs, but forgot about the unpacking. When he entered the bedroom, he found that she was still asleep, and the quilt had slid up to her waist, which shook his heartstrings, and the quilt was covered in her chest, but this slight movement had already awakened her.

She woke up faintly and found a man standing at the head of the bed, with a horrified expression on her frightened face.

"I'm up and giving it to you. He returned to his cold tone and took out an urn from the cardboard box and a death certificate. Of course, the express was also in the cardboard box, and he didn't take it out, but chose to push the carton aside.

She watched intently at his every move, her unpowdered cheeks showing an unhealthy white.

When Lei Changhao handed her the death certificate, a tear appeared on her eyes. Her hands trembled slightly and took the certificate, unfolded it and looked at it, when the three words "Guan Moxiang" jumped into her eyes, she felt sad, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

Her fingers ran over the carved surface of the urn, and she closed her eyes bitterly, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes at once.

"I told you a long time ago that your sister is dead, and the so-called meeting of your sister is simply your own imagination!" he looked into her eyes, her eyelashes were glistening, tears were glinting, he could see that she was trying to suppress herself, she hugged the urn tightly.

She felt a chill creep up her spine, tears dripping to her lips and swallowing, so bitter that she couldn't speak.

"I'll make it a grand event for you about your sister......'s funeral," he said, glancing at her, and walked to the door.

"Why are you not sad at all when my sister died, did you ever love her?" her slightly choked voice came from behind.

He stood abruptly and subconsciously tensed his temples.

"Why do you want her dead so much?"

He turned his head and felt his temples throb suddenly. His face turned in her direction, "What do you mean by that?"

"Did you ever love her? She died like this, and you didn't even shed a tear?" her bloodless lips looked a little pitiful.

"I'm your husband's! I'm sad for other women, aren't you jealous at all?" he touched his resolute chin and looked at her with his head held high. How did she know he wasn't sad?

She hung her head, her long hair half-covering her face, and she stroked the pattern on the urn, tears dripping down it.

"I'm going to take a shower!" he fled from the room and rushed into the bathroom.

He turned on the faucet, and the water rushed out, and he sat down on the toilet with a fog in front of him, and then a hot, wet liquid gushed up. He sniffed hard, but the tears had already fallen silently. He remembered that he hadn't cried like this for a long time.

Guan Moxiang is dead! she will never come back.

Although her body was not found, it was certain that she had been seen jumping into the sea on the day of the incident, so would she still have a chance of surviving? He got up quickly, rushed into the shower room without even taking off his clothes, turned on the shower, and poured cold water down without a head, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

He had loved Moxiang, and the first time he saw her, he had a crush on her. He likes her sharp teeth and sharp teeth, likes her amorous style, he knows that such a woman is a poison, she has too many places to attract him, he knows that he may not be able to control her, but he still plunges into it. But Guan Moxin is different, they are two women who are completely different from Mo Xiang, and even she doesn't know Mo Xiang better than herself.

Once, when Moka left, he gritted his teeth and swore that he would find her, but he never thought that she would say goodbye to him in this way. Why did she leave? Why did she jump into the sea? He couldn't figure it out.

The cold water drenched his whole body, and he couldn't stop shaking......

After he left, she cried for a while holding the urn. Since she left the housekeeper that day, Guan Xuyao has not made another phone call. People in this world, besides her, who cares about her sister's life or death. She put down the urn, stood up, walked to the windowsill, and out of the corner of her eye, glanced at the cardboard box he had just put down.

There's also a courier in there. She picked it up and saw the name on it, and then remembered that Su Yinxi had said that there was an express mail sent to her.

She opened it and found a newspaper.

"The mysterious woman committed suicide by falling into the sea, and her body was missing. "Simple headline, printed in the far corner of the newspaper. She read the words carefully, and judging from the description, it was undoubtedly her sister. The corpse was nowhere to be found, then—her gaze naturally rested on the urn on the bed.

What the hell is going on.

My sister's body was never found at all, so where did this urn come from.

She felt a chill run through her fingertips.

It's possible that my sister isn't dead!

Why did Lei Changhao lie.