Hong Chen opened his eyes, and Cheng Ju'an fell from the sky with a giant scythe in his hand, cutting off the woman's fingers in unison. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEven though Cheng Juan has never given him a good face, he still feels that Cheng Juan is an angel at this moment, beautiful, noble, and elegant.

"Get out of the way, don't meddle in my business!" The woman shouted and scribbled at Cheng Ju'an. "Fuck off, it's my private business." The woman who screamed sharply no longer had the temperament that could be admired at the beginning, and the whole person changed her style of painting because of her roar.

"You're dead, go where you're supposed to go." Cheng Juan said coldly, pointing his hand back. "This man is covered by me, if you want to hurt him, then you have to ask me if I agree."

Hong Chen wanted to applaud Cheng Ju'an. Cheng Juan turned his head to look at him and nodded slightly: "Don't admire me too much." ”

Hong Chen stood behind Cheng Ju'an and wanted to ask Cheng Ju'an: Are you here to be funny?

"I also want to go where I need to go, but I've waited so many years, how can I be willing. If they don't die, how can I go willingly? ”

Cheng Ju'an's head lowered slightly, and his eyes quickly swept over Lao Mi. "He's dead. What about you, you've hurt so many people, aren't you just like him? Say that the revenge has not been avenged, and it is unwilling. I think you're just a raccoon dog, just 50 steps and 100 steps. ”

"You know what! You're just a little girl! The woman covered her face and cried in a low voice: "It's because of them, my home is ruined, and I have nothing left." The woman cried, completely immersed in her own memories. He's so small, so cute. He snuggled up to me with his mouth and said in a milky voice, "Mom, when I grow up, I want to earn a lot of money to give you a good life." "He's only five years old, how can they ......" The woman looked up, and there was a fierce flash of determination in her eyes. I let him go, but who released me? ”

"Obsession." Cheng Juan sighed slightly. "Actually, you can accompany him to reincarnate and live with him." Cheng Ju'an flicked his hand in the air, and the fluctuations of the air changed slightly.

The woman looked at Cheng Ju'an vigilantly, not knowing what she would do next. Just by passing the trick, the woman knew that she was far from being Cheng Ju'an's opponent. She was afraid of Cheng Ju'an, but she couldn't do it if she was asked to give up her revenge on Lao Mi. Looking at Cheng Ju'an's quiet face, she decided in her heart that as long as Cheng Ju'an stopped her, even if she was discouraged, she would get the punishment she deserved.

The surrounding air rippled like water waves, and after the ripples spread out. Like a mirage, the air shows a boy playing in the grass. The boy laughed, shouted, ran, jumped, and every cell in his body was declaring to people that he was happy, that he was happy.

The woman looked at the boy in the picture stupidly, and her eyes were reluctant to move. She turned to Cheng Ju'an and spoke, a slight uncertainty in her tone. "Is this him?"

Cheng Juan nodded.

The little boy giggled and ran all the way into the arms of another woman. The woman lovingly wiped the beads of sweat from his head.

"That's his mother in this life?"

"I thought you wouldn't care if he was doing well or not." Cheng Ju'an said lightly, his tone indifferent and cold. "You could have lived with him, and you gave it up yourself."

"But I'm ...... He ...... "The woman turned to Lao Mi with a fierce gaze.

Lao Mi was so frightened that he suddenly knelt on the ground again and kept kowtowing. "Spare me. I know wrong. ”

"Put it down."

The woman shook her head, looking pained. Obviously, it was through the inner battle between heaven and man. "I can't do it. We can be so happy, but, but ......," the woman said, and the severed ten fingers grew back and grabbed at Lao Mi fiercely.

Cheng Ju'an looked at the woman motionlessly, with a sad face. "You, do you want to save him?" Although he was facing a woman, he was talking to Hong Chen.

Although my heart is full of sympathy for women, my human nature prevails. After all, no matter how wrong Lao Mi is, he is also a living person. "Save."

Cheng Ju'an raised his hand, and the sickle in his hand slashed at the woman's neck. The woman staggered and dodged Cheng Ju'an's domineering offensive.

"You are all all the way, and you all have to die!"

Cheng Ju'an's palm flipped over, and the sickle suddenly disappeared. Cheng Ju'an quickly flashed to the woman's side and stretched out his hand to the woman's forehead. The woman stood still in a fighting position.

"Let go of me."

Cheng Juan held the flower pot that appeared in his hand at some point, and looked at the woman with some disgust: "You kill too much, and the smell of blood is too strong." The left hand was placed on the woman's forehead, the mouth was closed one by one, and she sang a note that Hong Chen couldn't understand. The woman's gaze slowly turned from chaos to Qingming, and she reluctantly looked at the little boy who appeared in the water in front of her, her eyes full of love. Looking at it, she actually laughed and screamed with the little boy. She cried and laughed, and her body slowly turned transparent. A yellow blooming narcissus gradually grew from the originally empty pot that Cheng Ju'an was holding until the woman's body disappeared. Cheng Ju'an threw the flower pot into Hong Chen's arms as if he was out of strength. "Let's go, I'll treat you to tea."

Hong Chen hurriedly took the flower pot, and he clearly saw that Cheng Ju'an had a shiny thing similar to a lucky star in the palm of his left hand. "What's that thing in your hand?"

Cheng Ju'an looked down at his left hand, and then looked up at Hong Chen, his eyes were deep that Hong Chen couldn't understand. "It's called a memory." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Lao Mi lay on the ground softly like a puddle of mud, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Hong Chen bent down and patted Lao Mi's shoulder, and Lao Mi jumped up as if he was electrocuted. "Don't kill me, don't kill me. I know wrong. ”

"Lao Mi, I'm leaving. Hello for yourself. Hong Chen held the flower pot and walked a few steps quickly to keep up with Cheng Ju'an.

Lao Mi sat up straight and watched Cheng Ju'an and Hong Chen leave in a daze, crying loudly. He, An Jianguo, and the owner of the Hao Zailai Hotel, a well-known good man in the city, used to be a famous local ruffian, and everyone walking on the street was afraid of having anything to do with them, and they didn't even want to cross their eyes with them. This is how the street rats that everyone shouts and beats have all changed their sexuality one day and become a good person. One by one, they lived a completely different life from before, abandoned the corruption, and began a new life.

Lao Mi's real name was Gao Fei, and later changed his name to Kang Ning, and then met Hong Chen, and officially got the flower name "Lao Mi". He originally thought that this life was like this, there were no big ups and downs, and although he was not rich, he was enough to make ends meet. He thinks it's good, and the guilt hidden in his heart can be taken to the soil, and God will not know it.

Hong Chen walked out of Lao Mi's small supermarket and remembered Ako, who was left by him in the breakfast shop. He was very embarrassed holding the flower pot, he wanted to go with Cheng Ju'an, and he also wanted to go to see Ako. He stopped, not knowing how to speak.

Cheng Juan looked at him sideways: "Why don't you keep up?" ”

"I also have a friend who forgot to shop early."

Cheng Ju'an's chin raised, "Are you talking about the black widow over there?" ”

Hong Chen couldn't figure out why someone always called Ako Black Widow. The Ako in his heart is just an innocent, lively, clingy little girl. "Cheng Ju'an, she is not a black widow, and you shouldn't be so domineering."

Cheng Ju'an turned around, his good-looking face full of mockery. "Ignorant humans. You either come with me or you go to her. The choice is yours. ”

Hong Chen really doesn't like Cheng Ju'an's appearance of being the biggest self in the world. He put down the pot in his hand and stood up. "Thank you very much for taking my life today, but I will not accompany you." After saying that, raise your feet and go.

Chengju looked at Hong Chen quietly and didn't speak. When Hong Chen walked up to Ako's side and reached out and touched Akou's head, he bent down, picked up the flower pot that Hong Chen put on the ground, and kissed the yellow narcissus. "Humans have always been too self-righteous. Do you say, Shifang? ”

Du Shifang didn't know when he appeared behind Cheng Ju'an, his face full of reproach. "Master, you are too willful, how can you run out alone. In case something goes wrong with you, what should you do? ”

Cheng Juan closed his eyes, looking tired. "I thought it was Cheng Siwei, and I didn't have time to notify you that I was here."

"Shifang, Cheng Siwei gave the hell butterfly I gave him to Hong Chen. You say, the person he cares about so much, can I see death and not save him? ”

Ako happily held Hong Chen's hand, and the whole person radiated a dazzling light because of joy. Hong Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth, the Akou he liked should be carefree, innocent and romantic. Since the day he hit Ako, he has regarded Ako as a relative since he was a child, without a family. In Hong Chen's memory, he has a younger sister. When Ako first opened his mouth to call him "uncle", he couldn't help but wonder if his sister was still alive, and her children would be as cute as Ako.

"Uncle, what are you thinking?"

"Ako, will you go home alone? My uncle was going to find someone. ”

The smile on Ako's face froze immediately, and she let go of Hong Chen's hand, not having the same little girl demeanor as before, but instead being cold and indifferent.

"You're going to find the woman in the coffin, aren't you?"