Chapter 89: Despair (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
"Wait. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Li Hao moved and stood next to Wen Lao'er, who was sitting on the ground.
"Brother Xiao, let's listen to this person, what he says, maybe it's really my sister-in-law's uncle, if it's true, my sister-in-law has one more relative, if it's fake, let's teach him a hard lesson." Li Hao's originally sunny face had a hint of treachery, but it just disappeared in a flash and was not noticed.
Relatives your uncle, Chang Minxiao didn't want to listen to his nonsense at all, is it true, this relative can't recognize the warmth, can't let her be stimulated anymore, and the death of her parents, Chang Minxiao thought of these eyebrows raised high.
Cold eyes with knives, cheeks formed a high bulge because of the hard bite of the teeth, and he glanced murderously in the direction of the sound.
Li Hao's back stiffened, and he looked away from each other's eyes, Brother Xiao was really angry, but things had come to this point, and he couldn't turn back, so he kicked Wen Lao Er backwards.
Wen Lao Er raised his head sharply and shouted loudly, "I am Uncle Warm, I have evidence." ”
Chang Minxiao's back paused, still pulling the warmth and walking out.
"Brother Xiao, he said it was my uncle, let's listen to his evidence, huh?"
Chang Minxiao gasped, looking at the warmth with doting eyes, thinking in her heart how to refuse her proposal, and the treacherous voice behind her sounded again.
"I've got my death certificate here, big brother." Wen Lao Er got up from the ground and found a piece of paper that had been worn out and yellowed in his pocket.
Chang Minxiao's heart chuckled, fell to the bottom, and his gaze slowly moved to the direction of warmth.
"Brother Xiao."
"Huh?"
"He said, he just said, is death, proof?" The warmth of the voice squeezed out of his lips word by word.
Chang Min Xiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and for the first time he didn't know how to answer the warm question, what should he say? "Nuan Nuan, you heard it wrong." Still is......
Wen Lao Er didn't give him time to think, walked over to Nuan on crutches, spread the paper vertically, and raised it facing Nuan.
Deceased: Wen Xuguang
ID number: 420xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Test result: Death from acute respiratory failure caused by traffic accident.
The warm gaze moved along the rows of small prints, and finally stopped at "death".
The blood on his face faded and turned pale. His eyes glazed over, staring straight at the last two words.
Chang Minxiao's body trembled slightly, obviously feeling warm.
"Nuan Nuan, let's go, let's go home." Chang Minxiao held the warmth in her arms, and her big palm covered her gaze in the face of her comrades in the face of death. Push forward gently, but Warmth didn't follow his pace this time.
"Home? Which home? Warmth slowly took Chang Minxiao's hand, his eyes moved, and fell on Chang Minxiao's body. Brother Xiao, didn't you say that my parents were on a mysterious mission? ”
"Yes...... However......" Chang Minxiao stopped talking, he didn't dare to look at warm eyes, even a trace of grief and despair would tear his heart apart.
"Brother Xiao, I don't trust others, I only believe you, tell me, is what is written on it true?"
Warm, trembling voices echoed in the huge box.
The hand wrapped around the warm shoulder slowly slid down her thin, cold back.
Chang Minxiao withdrew his arm and naturally fell to his sides, he took a deep breath, and slowly, slowly exhaled. There was a tearing pain in the chest.
It's true. Chang Minxiao repeated this sentence silently in her heart, but there was no way to say the words in her heart.
He avoided the warm gaze, and he could still see her helpless eyes in the afterglow, and he knew that as long as he nodded, this helplessness would become boundless despair.
"Nuan Nuan, in fact, Brother Xiao can replace your parents and take care of you for the rest of your life, you can ......"
"But Brother Xiao is not Nuan Nuan's parents."
"I ......"
"Brother Xiao, you just have to tell me, is what is written on it true?"
Chang Minxiao's nails pierced into his palms fiercely, oozing a little blood.
"Nuan Nuan, people can't be resurrected after death, you must ......" Chang Minxiao held the warm shoulders with both hands, but before the words were finished, the weak little man between his arms trembled, and suddenly broke free of his control.
Chang Minxiao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to pull it, but the warmth had already run out of the box, leaving him with only a desperate back.
"I'm really her uncle, you believe it, then ......" Wen Lao Er suddenly grabbed Chang Minxiao's arm.
Get lost!
With a wail, Wen Lao Er was hit the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure rushed out of the box and rushed away in the direction of warmth just now.
Li Hao was also stunned, his lips slightly open. He originally thought that Warmth deliberately didn't know him, he thought that she had changed and became vain in love for life, so he pretended to forget everything in the past.
It's really amnesia. It turned out that she was not afraid that Chang Minxiao would know, but that Chang Minxiao knew all this, and deliberately concealed her warmth, was she afraid of stimulating her? Li Hao's heart sank, and a wave of self-blame came to his heart.
Warmth didn't know where she was going, her head was splitting, and it felt like there were many things going through her brain, but she couldn't think of anything, and it was blank.
Go home! Yes, she's going home.
However, I can't remember where my home is. Why is everything so unfamiliar, Warm tried her best to run in the direction of her memory.
She didn't know how long she had been running, and she didn't know where she had run, so strange around, strange streets, strange people, strange everything.
Warm hands grasped the top of her head, and her head felt like a thousand worms were tearing at her, each cell reminding her of the sting of the loss of her parents.
She squatted down slowly, tears flowed for too long, repeated rolling tear stains, facing the night wind, her skin was a little stiff.
The humid air at night, drizzling, rain mixed with tears, a little salty, a little bitter.
After chasing out of Kang Tai, there was no trace of warmth, Chang Minxiao looked at the wide street in front of him, and searched for a familiar figure by the dim light.
Where are you? Warm!
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the muddy road, the crowd of people running in a hurry, everyone has their own direction of running, but at this moment, Chang Min Xiao is running anxiously in the rain, but there is no direction at all, confused, helpless, and fear turns into a hoarse roar, "Warm! ”
The picture of Warmth falling into the water came to Chang Minxiao's mind, at that time, because of his carelessness, Warmth was in danger, because he didn't arrive in time, and Warmth became what it is now.
In the next second, fear and anxiety gathered all over his body, and the huge lead on his heart weighed him down.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and the rain flowed down the hair in strands, the black threads in front of the forehead stuck to the top of the head, and the shirt was soaked and stuck to the skin.
As the time passed, the turbulent rain smashed on the ground, stirring up a layer of mist, and the vision began to blur, Chang Minxiao wiped the rain on his face with his hand.
Suddenly, under the eaves of the roadside, a familiar delicate figure curled against the wall.
"Warm!" Chang Minxiao picked her up horizontally.
At this time, Ye Lizhi, who was looking for him separately from Chang Minxiao, happened to drive by. He hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door.
The warm eyelids were closed tightly and leaned into Chang Minxiao's arms.