I don't know how long it took, there was some disordered footsteps on the stairs, and Jing Luo, who had been hanging his head, looked up as if he had just woken up from a dream. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Canghu's face was a little pale, she looked more tired than before, and her steps were not very steady, thanks to Liu Yuanhua, who was impatient beside her, she didn't fall. Seeing them walking downstairs, Jing Luo quickly stood up and looked at them uneasily.

"Little Man, she ......"

Canghu smiled slightly: "It's okay anymore." ”

"What do you mean by 'okay'......?"

Glancing back upstairs, Canghu replied, "I will use 'Soul Weaving' to reshape her soul and restore her personality to its integrity, and when she wakes up, she will be fine." ”

Barely able to understand Canghu's words literally, Jing Luo seemed even more uneasy: "'Reshape the soul'...... And what about her...... Will it still be the same Xiao Man as before? Will she be ...... because of this? How was her personality changed? ”

In that case...... Isn't it that even her life will be distorted?

Thinking of these Jing Luo's hearts were full of pain and self-blame, Canghu shook his head slightly: "No." 'Weaving Soul' needs 'memory', I re-knitted her based on her original memory, although a lot of deletion has been removed, but it can also ensure that her personality remains unchanged, and when she wakes up, she will return to the previous Xiao Man, don't worry. ”

Jing Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, there will never be a person named 'Jingluo' in her memory anymore."

His body stiffened slightly, but Jing Luo smiled softly and contentedly.

"It's okay, that's it."

After taking a deep look at Jing Luo, Canghu said again: "She will wake up in two or three days, you don't have to worry." I'll come back again in a while, and when we're sure she's okay, our contract will be complete. So now...... Let's take our leave. ”

Saying that, she nodded slightly to Jing Luo, and before Jing Luo could open his mouth to stop it, green smoke rose up, and the blue fox was carried by Liu Yuanhua and stepped in, and soon disappeared.

Standing in the empty living room for a long time, Jing Luo looked up at the room on the second floor, hesitated for a long time, and finally walked up slowly.

In the light pink room, Xiao Man was lying quietly on the bed, breathing steadily, with a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he had a sweet dream.

Sitting down on the edge of her bed, Jing Luo slowly reached out and gently stroked her cheeks, her eyebrows, and the ends of her hair, as if she wanted to engrave everything in her heart, staring at her deeply and stupidly.

Fingers traced her lips tenderly, Jing Luo lowered his head, and touched the softness gently, and then he looked at the haunting face, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to smile, but he couldn't maintain that shallow arc no matter what.

“…… Xiao Man...... Sorry ......"

Low, low voice, like sobbing.

“…… I love you. ”

There was no bright sunlight after dawn, the sky was overcast, it seemed that heavy rain would fall at any moment, and there was no egret in the fields, and the already peaceful suburbs seemed even quieter.

Standing at the door of the villa, the man lit a cigarette, took a puff and spit the smoke directly on Jing Luo's face.

"My good son, the money you gave me the day before yesterday was too little!"

Looking at the man calmly, Jing Luo did not speak.

Smug smiled, the man said again: "I said, it's also very troublesome for me to come to you like this, I heard that your company's income is good, why don't you just give me some equity?" I'm not greedy, just give half of it. What do you think? A good proposition, right? ”

There was no anger, no unwillingness, Jing Luo just looked at the man calmly, and then turned sideways slightly.

“…… Come in and talk about it. ”

The man raised his eyebrows: "It's really rare, what kind of wind is this blowing?" ”

Saying this, the man swaggered in, he looked at the elaborate decoration in the living room, and shook his head: "Good son, you are more comfortable here than I thought, but it is much better than the old house." Oops, I've been getting older lately, and I'm not feeling well, so I think it would be better to stay with you for a while, don't you think? ”

Jing Luo still didn't answer, he sat quietly on the sofa, poured a cup of tea and put it on the opposite side, the man raised his eyebrows, and sat down in that position.

"If you don't answer, you're acquiescing, right?"

Seeing the man pick up the teacup, Jing Luo still didn't say anything, he didn't say anything, he didn't refuse in the past, and he didn't mention Xiao Man's matter, as if he didn't know anything about it.

Picking up the teacup and bringing it to his lips, the man glanced at Jing Luo, put the teacup down again, and turned his head to look away.

Jing Luo's brows moved imperceptibly slightly.

"Huh? I think that shelf is pretty good, let's move it to my room later, that vase is also good, just put it next to my bed. Well, if you come to live here, it's interesting to put it yourself! Saying that, he let out an "ah" and looked back at Jing Luo, "I removed these things from the living room, you should have no opinion, right?" ”

Slowly raising his eyes to stare at the man, Jing Luo replied in a low voice.

“…… No. ”

Spit out a puff of cigarette, and the man smiled with satisfaction: "What a good son, just like your mother, obedient and sensible." But it's a pity, I didn't expect her to die before I came out, so it's rare to see such a 'well-behaved' woman......"

As he spoke, the man laughed softly, and then approached the delicate decorative cabinet to look at Jing Luo, who was sitting behind him through an expensive plate as bright as a mirror, and the corners of his lips were irrepressibly hooked.

I really made the right decision......

A puff of cloudy smoke sprayed on it, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

That day, when he went out, he had a fight with someone who didn't like his eyes, and he took out a knife and was about to stab him hard, but was stopped by the person next to him. The feeling of not being able to vent his irritability was accumulating in his heart, and he was not in the mood to hang out outside, so he decided to go home and get some money to go to the casino to squander.

On summer weekdays, my wife should still be in the textile factory, and my son Jingluo is probably outside during the summer vacation, and there is no one at home.

Thinking so, he went upstairs while touching the key, and when he came to the door, he found that the door had opened a crack, obviously pried open.

“…… Damn, I've broken into Lao Tzu's territory. ”

Secretly cursing, he wanted to rush in to show the robber who didn't know the height of the sky, but he heard a dull sound from the room, and when he rushed in stunned, he saw Jing Luo sitting on the ground against the cabinet and a man lying on the ground covered in blood, and there was a heavy dumbbell stained with blood next to his head.

Stunned by the scene in front of him, he looked up at the top of the cabinet, where another dumbbell had rolled over the edge, as if it was going to fall at any moment, and then he looked back at the strange man who was not moving.

The blood that gradually spread on the floor made Jingluo cry in panic, and he was even more upset when he was not in a good mood, so he drove Jingluo out. The smell of blood in the air irritated his nerves, but he still pressed the stupidity in his heart, crouched down and quickly cleaned up the troublesome scene.

Then he turned himself in, saying that he had encountered a robber at home, and he was so panicked that he killed him by mistake.

The deceased had a scar on the back of his head caused by a heavy dumbbell that had fallen, and in addition to many stab wounds of various shades on his body, which were dripping with blood.

He confessed that it was left behind when he resisted.

Although such injuries once aroused suspicion in the court, because of his very cooperative and sincere behavior, he was finally convicted of excessive self-defense and manslaughter, and was sentenced to 16 years.

He looked unusually grateful.

He came out early half a year ago, and Jing Luo was already the CEO of a company.

The moment he got the news, he laughed.

A satisfied and icy smile.

"You're a good son!"

Hearing the man's smiling voice, Jing Luo looked at him with his back to him, and his eyes suddenly pounced on him as soon as his eyes were cold.

However, the long-planned action was easily dodged by the man, grabbing Jingluo's hand holding the fruit knife, he glanced at the mirror-like decorative plate, and grinned with a cigarette.

"You've gotten bolder, good son."