Luo Changde in the car turned his head suddenly, and saw the blue body crashing into it at a rapid pace, and he shouted: "Qinghe-"

"Boom!"

The two cars collided with a loud bang.

The car was completely knocked out by the large truck, breaking through the guardrail, half of the body was suspended in the air, and under the bridge was the rolling river.

The front of the big truck was also dented in a large area, and the owner was wearing a mask, so he only glanced at it, immediately turned around, and returned along the same road.

After only a dozen seconds, the truck that caused the accident disappeared.

The wind was surging and the smoke-smoking sedan was half hanging on the road and half hanging under the bridge, crumbling.

In the car, Luo Changde's face was covered with blood, the window glass was all broken, and he stretched out his bloody hand: "Qing ......" There was blood in the corners of his eyes, and he was calling for help to the people outside, "Qing, He." ”

Luo Qinghe stood in place, motionless, his hand holding the phone tightened, and his fingertips turned blue.

The hand that came out of the car window hung down weakly, his head was planted, the glass on his face was mixed with blood, and his mouth was open and closed: "Help...... Help, me. ”

Luo Qinghe moved his feet slowly.

"Dad," she said as she walked to the bridge, choking in the sound of the wind and waves, "let's go." ”

With that, she turned around.

"Green, and. ”

"Qinghe, save ......"

He was gasping for help.

Luo Qinghe paused, her clenched hands were trembling, but she didn't look back, her steps were very slow and slow, and she never looked back, getting farther and farther away from the car that had leaked gasoline.

The crumbling car shook violently.

Suddenly, a pair of hands held up the body.

"Hear me?"

Who's talking?

It was a girl's voice, low and cold: "She let you go." ”

Luo Changde raised his head with difficulty, looked out of the car window, his eyes were bloody, he only saw a vague outline, the person was black, blending with the night, she was hunched over, and her hands were holding the bottom of the suspended car.

With no face in sight, she wore a mask.

Luo Changde stretched out his hand to her: "Help, save me." ”

She lifted her face, wore glasses, and her voice was unwavering, repeating what she had just said: "She let you go." ”

Luo Changde suddenly leaned towards the window, wanting to grab her clothes, but only touched her mask, and her face was exposed.

Zhou Xufang subconsciously tilted his head.

"You, you ......"

When he opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his throat.

Zhou Xufang still turned her face sideways, and the street lamp hit half of her face, with clear outlines: "You see my face." ”

Professional errand runner Z has never revealed his looks.

She said, "Good to go." ”

The tail fell, she let go, the body shook twice, and fell into the river,

"Bang!"

The water splashed, and the black body instantly sank into the deep water.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Luo Yinghe returned home, she had just returned from the bar, still wearing a sequined coat, and when she passed by Luo Changde's room, she heard the sound of ping-pong inside.

The door was unlocked, and she pushed it open and glanced inside.

The house was very messy, and Luo Qinghe was hurriedly rummaging for something.

Luo Yinghe asked, "What are you looking for?"

She didn't look up: "Get out." ”

Luo Yinghe stood still, and replied: "This is not your room." ”

Luo Qinghe touched a cup at the head of the bed and smashed it directly to the door.

"Boom—"

The cup was torn apart and splashed on Luo Yinghe's feet, she was startled, and she heard Luo Qinghe yelling at her: "Get out!"

Luo Yinghe glanced at his ankle, and was scratched by the glass slag with two blood marks, and suddenly became angry, and scolded back with courage: "You are sick!"

After scolding, she threw the door and left.

Xu Yunci heard the voice and came over to ask, "What's wrong with Qinghe?"

Luo Yinghe turned around and rolled her eyes at the door: "She's sick!"

Xu Yunci scolded her for talking nonsense, and was about to go to the room when she raised her feet, but was stopped by Luo Yinghe: "What are you doing, looking for scolding." ”

Xu Yunci was not at ease: "Your sister, she-"

"She's not very sick!"

Luo Yinghe dragged Xu Yunci and left.

Downstairs study.

"Bell bell bell ......"

The bell on the desk rang.

Luo Huaiyu answered the phone.

It's an unfamiliar number, an unfamiliar voice: "Is it Mr. Luo Huaiyu?"

"I am. ”

The other party said that he was a traffic brigade: "There was a car accident at No. 215 Zhangjiang Road, the vehicle fell into the river, and the victim was your son, Luo Changde." ”

Luo Huaiyu was stunned for a moment.

"Boom. ”

The cane in his hand fell to the ground.

On the other side of the phone, the people from the traffic brigade finished the situation in detail, Luo Huaiyu didn't open his mouth from beginning to end, and after hanging up the phone, he didn't use crutches, and staggered to the door: "Go and call Qinghe over." ”

After a while, Luo Qinghe came and knocked on the door.

Luo Huaiyu said, "Close the door." ”

She closed the door and stepped forward: "Grandpa, you call me." ”

Luo Huaiyu stood up from the sofa with her body propped up, raised her hand, and slapped her hard.

She was staggered by the fan, her face quickly red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bloody.

Luo Huaiyu pointed at her, his hands were shaking with anger, and his eyes were scarlet: "That's your father, the biological father who gave birth to you and raised you!"

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "My biological father who gave birth to me and raised me," she clenched her hands and looked up, "Then why didn't he let me go." ”

"Brute!"

Luo Huaiyu picked up the cane, his eyes were red with anger, and he pumped it on her leg one at a time.

She shook her body twice, fell to her knees, gritted her teeth, and said nothing.

"Home, door, no, luck. ”

A word and a crutch.

Four times in a row, each heavier than the other.

Luo Huaiyu was old and had no strength, holding a cane in both hands, his voice was old, and he shouted: "The family is unlucky!"

Luo Qinghe knelt, his red eyes and he didn't say a word.

After that, the Luo family turned on their backs.

Luo Huaiyu fell ill, had a heart attack, and when Luo Qinghe came out of the study, it was already the second half of the night, her legs were numb, and she staggered when she walked.

As soon as I arrived at the staircase, my cell phone rang.

She took it.

"Mr. Xiao Luo. ”

It was the person she sent out, and the message said: "The place where the recording is stored has been found, but it can't be opened, and the password can only be entered three times." ”

As soon as you get that recording, it's all over.

Luo Qinghe leaned against the wall, numb and stiff, and said, "770819." ”

After the other party tried it, he replied, "No." ”

“963245。 ”

"It's not. ”

These two are Luo Changde's common passwords, and she let people steal them early in the morning.

Not at all.

She was silent for a long time: "92......" her voice trembled and choked, and the last one, she said, "921105." ”

Ten seconds later—

"It's opened. ”

Opened ......

Her eyelids drooped: "Ruined the thing." ”

"Yes. ”

921105。

It's her birthday.

She hung up the phone, her legs were weak, she sat on the ground, let go of her tightly clenched hand, her palms were full of blood marks pinched out of her nails, she smiled, and said to herself: "Why are you forcing me?"

"Why are you forcing me to ......"

"Boom!"

She smashed her phone and burst into tears.

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