Pale face, red and swollen eyes, haggard to the point of being haggard anymore. s。

Shen Liang looked at himself in the mirror with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

The various bottles and cans on the dresser, which she had never used before, finally came in handy this time. I don't need any makeup, I just want to make my face look better, at least not like now, I can't even look at myself.

As for the clothes, she had already searched for them, but the sack on her body.

"Shen, your ginseng tea." The maid came up again with tea.

The Earl Grey black tea that was served just now, Shen Liang didn't drink it in a sip, and it was already cold.

The second cup is brought up immediately and is the ginseng tea of the body, the arrangement of the housekeeper.

The maid thought that Shen Liang would not drink, but she didn't expect Shen Liang to take it, and the expression on her face seemed to be very reluctant, and she almost forced herself to drink it.

If you can't eat breakfast, then you might as well drink a cup of ginseng tea to replenish your strength.

"Is Mr. Situ still downstairs?" asked Shen Li, standing up.

The maid nodded.

"You clean up the table, I'll go." Shen Liang said.

"Yes." The maid responded.

Knowing that Shen Liang left her behind and met Situ alone, it was also to save her from punishment.

After all, he didn't say that Shen Liang could see him.

Pushed open the door and went out, as Shen Liang thought, this is a high-end club, and the style should be domestic.

The stairs were around the corner, but Shen Liang subconsciously held on to the handrail.

My legs are so sore, but it's nothing to walk, and I feel it deeply when I go down the stairs.

The lower half of the body doesn't seem to be my own.

Sore, sore, painful

"Shen"

Situ's voice came, just downstairs at the top of the stairs, as if he was about to go upstairs.

Shen Liang stood up the stairs and said with a wry smile: "Can I invite you upstairs?"

She can't even seem to get downstairs.

Although I felt more comfortable after taking the bath, it was only a little lighter.

Situ didn't make a sound, just walked upstairs quickly and walked to Shen Li's side.

subconsciously reached out to help Shen Li, but he took his hand back.

Weak, painful, pale, and haggard, even if Shen Liang wanted to cover it up with makeup and try to make herself look more energetic, she still couldn't hide her grief.

"Do you have time to talk" Shen Liang asked, looking up at Situ's eyes, his expression complicated.

Situ was also there that day, opening the door for Hosz, and then watching Messi die.

She didn't blame Situ, as Hoswan's assistant, he had his own position.

It's just that she feels really uncomfortable.

"Anytime." Situ said lightly, the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was sad or anything.

Turn left at the staircase is the side hall, it is already noon, although the autumn sun is bright, but it is not as warm as spring and summer, with a touch of coolness and coldness.

Shen Liang sat down, looked at Situ quietly and asked, "I want to ask you, Messi's corpse"

In the last scene in her memory, Dongfang kicked Messi's body into the fire.

Situ lowered his head, as if he was reluctant to answer: "Just like you see." ”

A fire, which burned everything clean and left nothing.

Shen Li's shoulders trembled, and although he tried his best to endure it, tears fell. muttered to himself, "Why do you do this, why"

"He is Shen Yu's person, and he chose to stay by himself." Situ said.

If Messi had plans to escape, or directly dissociated himself from Shen Yu, this may not be the result.

But if you choose to stay, the result is obvious.

"Then are you going to kill him, still" Shen Liang cried, unable to tell whether it was grief or anger or what.

Messi is dead, Don Vito is dead, it's not the first time she's seen a dead person, it's not the first time that the East has killed people in front of her.

But they all died because of her.

The irrepressible sadness is mixed with self-blame and guilt.

Situ was silent, he would definitely not refute Hosdomain, but it was also very stressful for him to take people's lives at will. As the East says of his, too much goodness will affect judgment.

"Do you resent the East?"

Shen Liang, who was crying, was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

She didn't resent Dongfang, Dongfang was just carrying out Hoswan's orders, that was his duty.

It's just that

"That's good, I'm afraid you'll resent him." Situ said.

He could feel that Dongfang really cared about Shen Li, whether it was Huo Siyu's order or his own reasons.

If Shen Liang hated him because of this, Dongfang would definitely feel very painful.

Shen Liang just shook his head, still crying.

She asked Situ how Messi's body was disposed of and whether she could do anything else for him.

As a result, she still couldn't do anything.

Situ looked at the crying Shen Liang and said softly: "Don't cry anymore, I will think of a way to deal with Ms. Fang Ru's matter." ”

The moment he saw Shen Liang just now, he was not in a good mood.

It's really pitiful for Shen Liang to look at.

With Hosz's temper, she would only be more pitiful in the future.

"That's what Hoss means, right?" Shen Liang whispered, what she had already determined in her heart, but she couldn't help but confirm it with Situ.

Hosdomain, sure enough

Occasional gentleness, can't hide his domineering temper.

Messi died, burned his body, and Fang Ru was imprisoned, all of which were his means of revenge.

Of course, he will be more fierce to her.

"You can beg for it, sir." Situ said, his tone was very sincere, and he said, "Mr. may be soft-hearted to you." ”

Just like the last time Huo Siyu asked a question that day, as long as Shen Liang mentioned her according to Dongfang, he said that he was forcibly taken away by Shen Yu after fainting.

Even if you know that it is a lie, such a statement at least has the meaning of repentance.

Shen Liang just went against Huo Siyu, she had already made a big mistake, and she didn't repent at all, so the punishment would naturally be heavier.

"Soft-hearted" Shen Liang muttered and repeated these two words, crying with a mocking smile on his face, and said: "I beg him, can Messi and Don Vito come back from the dead, I don't kill the uncle, the uncle died because of me, have you ever thought about my guilt and sadness." You tell me what kind of mood I should use to beg him"

Asking Hosz for repentance, and even being coquettish in bed, she knew that her life would be a little better if she did so.

But she really can't do it, at least not yet.

Situ suddenly sighed silently and speechlessly.

Blame everything on Shen Yu and ignore Shen Yu's dedication to her. Ignoring the deaths of Messi and Don Vito, if you can do such a thing, it is not Shen Li.

"I don't know what mood to use, I can tell you." Hoss suddenly interjected.

Situ was startled and quickly stood up.

Shen Liang slowly raised his head, with determination in his eyes, and said, "I haven't done anything wrong. ”

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