The old lady also stood up, smiled miserably at Father Kang, and thought to herself, how could it be? He wished to say this in front of me, perhaps, the old lady's body suddenly shook, and she almost couldn't stand steadily, so many years, a marriage is a joke, she endured it for so many years, and in the end she still didn't get anything.

Some people say that love is giving, but is unilateral giving still called love?

She narrowed her eyes, and she didn't even realize that Father Kang had already walked to the door to change her shoes. No wonder he committed suicide, he missed her affectionately, maybe he also left a suicide note to the passing years to say not necessarily, his son must be fulfilled when he dies, and his ashes are buried with the woman's in one place, they are true love, no wonder his son did not notify her of the old man's burial, no wonder he committed suicide, this can't wait!

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but feel sad, and the sound of the door closing woke her up, and she came back to her senses, and ran a few steps towards the door, but she didn't want to stumble and fall. After such a fall, she found out that under the sofa, there was something, she thought it would be a secret, and as for what the secret would be, she didn't know. She didn't care to say goodbye to Lao Kang, and there was no courtesy.

She didn't get up from the floor in a hurry, but climbed two steps forward, stretched out her arms and reached out from under the sofa, under the sofa she cleaned up once a week, afraid that it would be difficult to clean up after a long time, and the air in the house was not good, and it was too troublesome to clean up every day in a short time.

But since her father committed suicide, she didn't seem to have cleaned the corners of this room, how long had it been? Hey, don't say it, it's a letter. She felt her heart beat faster and her blood was gushing up, how old is she this year? her heart can't stand this kind of stimulation, and after so many years, there are no more people, what else can't she think about?

It shouldn't, it shouldn't. But the letter hooked her eyes, so that she had to look at it, but she didn't dare to look at it, she put the letter on the coffee table, there was no one in this room, and she was not afraid that Nobun would run on long legs, unless his father's soul came back and ran away from the letter, but she forgave him and didn't have the guts, no, he didn't have that face.

She stabilized her emotions, held on to the wall next to her, then leaned against the wall and walked towards her bedroom, took some medicine, and lay on the bed with her clothes for a while, then got up again, the letter was still lying on the coffee table in the living room, looking peaceful, she walked towards the letter, walked to the letter, stopped, her eyes fell on the letter, like a fly sticking to a piece of honey, it should be a piece of honey with arsenic, maybe she shouldn't touch it, she should have reached out and threw the honey out of the window, no, burned, ruined, tearing it to pieces is the best ending。

But she didn't do that, she sat down and picked up the letter, which was not hot, but it made her feel hot, and she wanted to shake it off at once, but it seemed to have some kind of magic that made her unable to let go.

The old lady sighed herself, saw that the seal was unsealed, it was open, and took out a piece of letter paper from it, the letter paper, red horizontal lines on a white background, old letterhead, the most important thing is the head of the letterhead, the old lady saw the name of her husband's unit written on it. He used the stationery of the unit. The heart began to beat panickedly again, to be steady, the old lady told herself, after so many years, what kind of wind and waves have not been seen? Besides, it is just those children who are long, phew, how can it be that children are long? Obviously, it is a male thief and a prostitute, those shameless, those brazen, those beasts are only animalistic and ugly.

She felt disgusting, but she didn't know what drove her to want to see the ugliness, the disgusting, the dirtiness that was sketched with the pen.

Bamboo Green:

It is to look up.

The old lady hid the letter on her chest, Zhuqing, he called her Zhuqing, but fortunately, he didn't call her dear. If he wrote like that, it is estimated that she will not be able to read it any further, and she will not be able to read it, what is the meaning of this letter being discovered?

See the letter as it is.

Such as noodles!

Hehe.

Went over there to meet her?

She hesitated and didn't know whether to look down further, the ones that were so sweet that they lost their teeth, the ones that were sticky and the ones that made people's faces beat warmly, what the hell was she doing here, what were these doings? People are dead, they are all dead, both are dead.

She wanted to cry a little, yes, it was because they both died, the two of them could finally live together at that end, and nothing could stop them, the old man no longer had any moral shackles, there was no son's future to take care of, there was no organization to punish him, and the old lady was too, free, by the way, I heard that the old lady was free a few years ago, why didn't you come to him, why didn't the two of them elope! Don't be embarrassed.

But who is shameless? The old lady has lived almost her entire life, but she is more and more unable to understand some things, who is more shameless? Is Cheng Zhuqing even more shameless? Or is she even more shameless? Or is Liunian shameless? She is a little confused, after all these years, her marriage with Liunian has long existed in name only, and do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself. However, she didn't want him, he didn't want her, but he didn't dare to say those two words until he died, a marriage letter, kidnapped Liunian, ruined her own life, and Cheng Zhuqing died alone on the other side.

Who is the winner?

The old man was very puzzled, if she knew who the old man saw at the moment of death, how would she feel in her heart? The truth, everyone wants the truth, but the truth is sometimes hurtful.

The old lady shook the letter and re-displayed the front of the letter in front of her eyes.

Get drunk and think the woman is you.

I'm not sorry for you.

After you, I haven't touched another woman.

With a swipe, the letter was torn in half, shameless, cheap, what is the old -----? Old immortal, no, he is dead, for the sake of his own name, in order to prove his innocence, but he doesn't want to prove his innocence to her, the wife who knotted his hair, he wants to prove his innocence to another woman, this is how scratching the liver, I can't regret it, the old thing can't wait, the guy has been idle for half his life, he can't wait to use it, he can't get together in the yang world, he wants to go down to meet her, accompany her, explain to her, explain to her, explain to her the whole story, and prove his innocence.

The sound of the letter tearing through the air made it split in two, four into eight, and finally into countless pieces.

The old lady's hands trembled, this is the biggest insult to her, the biggest insult to her, she feels more and more that she has lived a big joke in this life after all, she doesn't love, she can't love, but she can't hurt, she can't love, but she can't embarrass people, or make people so embarrassed.

She told herself that she couldn't be too excited, but she couldn't control it somewhat, she really couldn't control it, she couldn't control it, she bit her lower lip, and found that the entire left arm began to go numb, and the old lady fell to the ground with a bang, she smiled, as if she saw the old man and Cheng Zhuqing, the two of them were standing not far from her, and they were holding hands.

She only felt that the blood was gushing up, the corners of her mouth seemed to be flowing out, a little cold, she struggled to stand up, she should stand up, otherwise she wouldn't stand up, it was nothing if she didn't stand up, she was so angry that she turned her back on her breath, she also wanted to break through the underworld, but the biggest thing was just a dead word, you two are not afraid, and I am not afraid, I want to ask you, your conscience is eaten by the dog?

She felt a flicker in front of her, and she didn't know what blindfolded her, the darkness attacked her with lightning speed, she felt that something was leaving her at a speed that was peeling off the cocoon, what?

And what?

And what?

The old lady tightened her fingers, trying to grasp something, and then the tentacles went cold.

Fleeting time!

Fleeting time!

Fleeting time!

Son, help me!

I don't want to die yet.

Don't want to die.

Don't want to die.

On the one hand, I don't want to die because of my desire for life, on the other hand, because I don't want to give up my son, and on the other hand, because I don't want to face the old shameless pair. In short, she suddenly felt that she hadn't lived enough and didn't want to die yet.

In the past two days, his right eye has been beating hard, his left eye is blessed and his right eye is bad, he has never believed this, but his eyelids have jumped so much that he can't help but panic, and he always feels like something is going to happen, he and Chen Qiao are like private detectives, doing everything to find the missing couple, but there is no progress in things. The most important thing is that they have already caught the strings, and many places have sealed the openings as soon as they heard that someone wanted to adjust the surveillance.

The bus station belongs to the transportation department, the railway station belongs to the railway department, and the airport belongs to the civil aviation transportation department.

I ran out every day, and went back to accompany my old mother every night. When the old lady asked him what he had been busy with all day, he began to question himself deeply, he didn't know what he was doing, would there really be results if he continued to look for it like this? What if there was a result? Kang Ruoran's father murdered? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this hypothesis might not necessarily be true, not to mention that the strength of the two people was almost the same, and the autopsy report of his father was also clearly written, there were no external injuries, no external injuries.

Motive, the old man surnamed Kang, who almost became his father-in-law, has just lost his wife, and he doesn't even have the motive to kill his father. And his father has been parked in the morgue, and he can't talk about it anymore, besides, Chen Mofei also needs someone to take care of him, he originally planned to take two women, an old man and a young woman, to fly away as soon as the matter is over.

No, no, no, I will wait for Chen Mofei to give birth to the child first, and then move in together, so that there will be a good response.

"Passing years!"