"Plop ......"

Meng Tian's legs were weak and knelt on the ground like this, this was not someone else in front of her, but her father who gave birth to herself, not to mention what her life experience was, let's just say that the old Meng in front of her had the grace to raise herself, which Meng Tian felt that she had to do something. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Father was made into a puppet, this is Meng Tian's analysis after calming down for a long time, after all, this head seems to have been cut off by some sharp weapon, as for his body, there is almost no blood in his body, as if someone has carefully arranged all this, and what makes Meng Tian even more puzzled is that this study looks unusually clean and tidy, not like a murder scene at all, Meng Tian couldn't help frowning tightly, and suddenly rushed out of the study door as if he thought of something.

If her guess was correct, then her father was afraid that the place where he really died was not the study but his bedroom, and if she could get to her father's bedroom faster, would she find something?

Meng Tian held the last trace of luck in his heart, and then accelerated his pace and ran wildly in the direction of his father's bedroom.

Fortunately, this Meng Xian Mansion is exactly the same as the old mansion of the Meng family before, and Meng Tian rushed into his father's bedroom with almost no effort.

It was a mess inside, it could be said that it was completely chaotic into a terrible realm, Meng Tian's expression was a little stiff, there was no doubt that this place had been rummaged through, and the blood in front of the table fully proved the guess given by Meng Tian in his heart, but this obviously made some sense, if it was just a simple revenge search, why turn this place into such a mess, is there really something that my father wants those people can't do?

Meng Tian hesitated in his heart, but after all, he had been away from home for 50 years, and he didn't know anything about how his father had lived in the past fifty years, let alone what his father had made enemies with in these fifty years.

Meng Tian's mind was a mess, and she just wanted to leave her father's bedroom, but she was instantly attracted by something, this thing Meng Tian is very familiar with, if she is not mistaken, this thing is a special bag for her father to buy her osmanthus cake, at this moment this bag was thrown on the ground at the main entrance, Meng Tian can be said to be an instinct, raised his hand and picked up the paper bag on the ground, it looks very ordinary, but Meng Tian still saw a little different, there is something in it, After all, for Meng Tian, compared to the previous pastry packaging bag, it was a little too thick.

When she was holding it in her hand, Meng Tian was almost sure that she was absolutely not mistaken, there was definitely something in this bag, but what made Meng Tian strange was that in addition to the fact that she likes to put some valuable things in the oil-paper bag of osmanthus cake, I am afraid that there is no one else, but today I didn't expect my father to have such a little taste.

Thinking of this, Meng Tian felt that she knew too little about Lao Meng, and she was afraid that there was almost no time for the two of them to sit together and talk, so it can be said that she had been spending all this time on eating delicious food from beginning to end, so she often ignored a lot.

Meng Tian's expression instantly became solemn, her eyes were also rosy, and tears almost didn't come out of her eyes.

"Tian'er, as a father, I didn't take good care of your mother, as an adoptive father, I didn't tell you my background, so please forgive me, that person said, I must give you something that symbolizes your identity when you are eighteen years old, but I selfishly want to keep you, so I didn't give you something, because I know that once you get it, you won't be you......"

When she opened the origami, she saw her father's notes, Meng Tian's mood became heavy, she really didn't want to continue reading it when she saw this, the truth, the truth she wanted turned out to be these, but what if she knew the truth, if she could really choose, she didn't need to know these things, so could her parents still be built now?

Meng Tian imagined in his heart, but wasn't all this in vain? People are already dead, is there really a miracle of resurrection at this moment?

Meng Tian kept shaking his head, but since this letter was the last thought left by his father, he still had to continue reading it.

In the second paragraph of the letter, Lao Meng wrote: "Xiao Tian, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry about your mother, I didn't know that there would be an enemy attack when she gave birth, because my negligence led to her direct death, and some congenital deficiencies Meng San, I should also say sorry to Meng San, because since your mother died, I have never cared for him from a father's point of view, I always feel that he killed my wife, so I have never been able to accept him in the true sense, If you can see this letter, please be kind to him......"

This simple description of how her mother died, Meng Tian can be said to have guessed what happened to her mother, but she didn't expect that her mood would be so complicated when she really heard it, and Lao Meng really seemed to have left her with a very unacceptable problem!

Meng Tian thought so in his heart, and suddenly there was an unprecedented thought in his heart, maybe Lao Meng Yikai didn't dare to say it to himself because of guilt, so he decided to use this kind of letter to tell himself, but what he didn't expect was that this letter was originally just used to describe what he really couldn't open his mouth to say became his last words to himself.

"Father, you're really willing."

Meng Tian gritted her teeth and glared fiercely at the door, as if the head of the Meng family would walk into the door in the next moment, but Meng Tian knew that all this was her extravagant hope, and Lao Meng was afraid that she would never appear in front of her again from today onwards.

Compared with continuing to read this long suicide note, Meng Tian still felt that burying Lao Meng first was what should always be done at the moment, after all, no matter how people soared, once they died, they still had to return to their roots and settle in the ground.

As she spoke, she walked out of the door and walked in the direction of the study, but when she just walked to the door of the study, she was suddenly stunned again, and the body of her father, who had been laid flat by herself, was gone.

“......”