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The color of the paper had become yellow, Qi Chenqing took it out and opened it gently, gently for fear of a little damage.

This is my mother's suicide note, after my mother passed away, my father quickly packed up my mother's things, threw them away, threw them away, burned them, only this letter, before my father found out, he saw it, and hid it secretly.

Slowly, the mother's notes appeared in Qi Chenqing's eyes little by little, row by row, word by word, deeply engraved into Qi Chenqing's eyes, mind, and heart.

"Xiaoqing, my good son, I'm sorry, my mother can't accompany you anymore, because my mother is so tired, I can't go on anymore, I can't bear it anymore, I can't face the fact that your father actually loves that woman, if I want to face them, I'd rather face death, but I don't hate them, I'm a cowardly person, I really don't have the courage, the courage to fight with that woman, fight with that woman, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that even if I fight, the ending of the fight is still what I think, He still chose that woman, their family of three is happy, and we were completely abandoned by your father, mom doesn't want to hurt you, you deserve what you deserve, children must not be like mom, they can't even protect their own things, so you have to become stronger, strong enough not to be afraid of losing, mom will protect you in heaven and protect you for the rest of your life.

The more the handwriting went to the back, the more scribbled it became, and even some of the words had been blurred, and Qi Chenqing knew that it was his mother's tears.

I won't lose anything, whether it's a person or a thing, as long as I want it, I'll hold on tightly, Mother, I won't be like you, why don't you even want to try? Why? Mother, you are cruel to me too, you know? You know?

The anger that has nowhere to vent, like a raging flame, is about to burn itself.

Qi Chenqing waved his arm and swept the stone platform on the desk to the wall, and the stone platform slammed into the wall, making a loud sound, shattering into several pieces and falling into the corner of the wall.

Even so, Qi Chenqing still felt uncomfortable, he always felt that there was a breath in his stomach, a breath that he couldn't swallow or spit out, his hands were clenched into fists, green tendons came out, and his throat rose and fell rapidly.

The anger in his heart was about to rush to the top of his head, Qi Chenqing couldn't stand it anymore, got up and walked to the center of the room, and threw all the things in the room on the wall, until he saw them cracked, broken, and shattered, and he felt a little better in his heart.

Wei Siran stood at the door, through the crack in the door, his pupils truly showed Qi Chenqing's crazy actions.

Is he still him? Wei Siran looked at Qi Chenqing, his hair was scattered, there was no expression on his face, like a walking corpse, crazy, repeatedly, throwing what he could see in front of him to the wall, his movements were not elegant, like a man, crazy, messy.

Qi Chenqing destroyed all the things in the room, and finally waved his hand, panting heavily, his face was red with beads of sweat, and big drops of sweat were dripping on the floor, and his shoulders were rising and falling rapidly.

Slowly sat down along the edge of the desk, leaning back against the desk, lowering his head, the hair in front of him covering Qi Chenqing's eyes.

Exuding a cold and solemn atmosphere, Qi Chenqing seemed to merge with the darkness in this way.

Wei Siran looked at him, his eyes didn't blink, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his back had been wet, and his hands were clenched tightly unconsciously.

Reason told him that now was a good opportunity, and he could take advantage of Qi Chenqing's inattention to look for evidence, but he couldn't move his steps no matter what.

Qi Chenqing seemed to be motionless in the room, while Wei Siran was outside the door, as if he was still, motionless.

After a long time, looking at Qi Chenqing, Wei Siran sighed deeply and turned around to leave.

As soon as he took a step, the door was opened vigorously, and a pair of hands grabbed Wei Siran's hand, and after thinking about it, Wei Si then retreated, stepped on something on the ground, and was instantly tripped and fell to the ground, just about to turn over.

Qi Chenqing pounced, pressed Wei Siran to the ground, straddled Wei Siran's body with his legs, pressed his wrists, and looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"I, I'm ......."

"Why? Didn't I tell you not to come back? Why are you coming back. ”

Qi Chenqing roared, looking at Wei Siran's face, suddenly his head hurt violently, as if he wanted to explode, his eyes were confused, his head shook, and he wanted to shake the pain away.

Wei Siran's face slowly dissipated in front of his eyes, slowly closing, and suddenly Wei Siran's appearance changed, the corners of his eyes, eyebrows, and outlines all changed to that woman, and finally the woman's appearance became clearer and more obvious.

Wei Siran felt that Qi Chenqing's hands were trembling when he held them, and the more they trembled, the more they trembled, and they became tighter and tighter.

"Qi Chenqing, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Chenqing punched Wei Siran in the abdomen.

The sharp pain of turning over the pulp into the sea made Wei Siran's face turn pale in an instant, and something suddenly gushed out of his stomach.

"Slut, you slut."

Qi Chenqing shouted, his eyes were full of hatred, he couldn't see or hear anything except the woman's face.

"It hurts, hmm......" It was another stewed fist, Wei Siran couldn't stand the pain, and curled up as hard as he could, but Qi Chenqing's fist hit Wei Siran like raindrops.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Later, Wei Siran seemed to lose his intuition in pain, and Qi Chenqing's roar kept coming from above.

"Slut, slut, I'll kill you."

A scorching heat slipped from Wei Siran's forehead, and also crossed the corners of his eyes, blood droplets entered his eyes, a tingling pain, Wei Siran blinked his eyes, and a tear flowed down.

Suddenly, Wei Siran found that Qi Chenqing's movements had stopped.

Turning his head, Qi Chenqing was looking at his eyes in horror, with fear, doubt, and uneasiness in his eyes.

"You, you ......" Qi Chenqing suddenly sobered up, and the tears extinguished Qi Chenqing's anger at once, glanced at Wei Siran's miserable appearance, and looked at his hands, which were still stained with Wei Siran's blood.

Qi Chenqing quickly got up from Wei Siran's body, leaned on his back, and walked to the wall, there was a mirror frame on the wall, the glass really reflected his current appearance, Qi Chenqing raised his hand and punched the frame, the glass shattered, and the frame fell to the ground.

Qi Chenqing knelt down, holding his head in his hands and facing away from Wei Siran.

Wei Siran looked at Qi Chenqing's hand holding his head, and the glass slag had been deeply inserted into Qi Chenqing's fingers.

An inexplicable courage supported the devastated Wei Siran to stand up, walked towards Qi Chenqing step by step, pressed his abdomen, walked behind Qi Chenqing, and looked at him from behind.

"Why are you coming back? Didn't I tell you not to come back? ”

"I ......, I ......."

"Why don't you listen to me?" Qi Chenqing's voice trembled a little: "Why do you want to come back?" ”

"I don't worry about you". I don't worry about you, Wei Siran suddenly only had this sentence left in his mind

Qi Chenqing got up and hugged Wei Siran, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Gently stroking Wei Siran's face, holding Wei Siran's face, kissing Wei Siran's forehead, his tongue swiped, licking the blood on Wei Siran's forehead into his mouth, there was no smell of blood but he felt sweet, along the nose, Qi Chenqing kissed Wei Siran's red lips, with blood and saliva, intertwined with each other.

Wei Siran was surrounded by Qi Chenqing with his eyes closed, and the two of them were lying in the center of a fragment of the ground, not talking, Qi Chenqing had always felt very cold, but at this moment he felt as if he was no longer feeling so cold.