What's wrong with him? What happened to the Luo family? The unborn fetus is still doubting the true identity of the fetus, and the other one is the biological father who has raised them for many years. Of course, people can't be resurrected after death, but people with a character like the Luo family's sisters and brothers really plan to live in peace with Han Zhilu, the enemy who killed his father, for ten months, which is simply a fantasy.

Two hands are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that there are so many people in the Luo family, there must be something in the middle that she doesn't know, which makes the Luo family have to compromise.

"You doubt this child?"

Han Zhilu's eyes were hateful, and his tone was sarcastic. Suddenly turned his head and looked at Shen Xingchen, I don't know if Han Zhilu remembers her face, she is also a victim of that incident, Shen Xingchen doesn't understand Han Zhilu's temperament after all, and he can't guess what she really thinks. But according to what she did, maybe she would also point the finger at herself. It's not about being weak-hearted, but Shen Xingchen did not take the initiative not to take the initiative to meet the eyes that collided with Han Zhilu. When she was immersed in guessing the time and reason, her thoughts drifted away, and she felt a gaze fall on her, and she subconsciously raised her head and hit the eyes she wanted to escape.

Han Zhilu's eyes were very calm when she looked at her, there was no anger, no joy, no surprise, and the corners of her mouth even had a little curvature, Shen Xingchen couldn't tell whether this smile was sincere or fake, but with that increasingly round cheek, she was more inclined to be gentle and loving, which made Shen Xingchen subconsciously feel that she was sincere.

Han Zhilu really didn't seem to recognize her, thinking back to the chaotic scene at that time, the two were only a rough relationship, and it was normal that they couldn't remember it, so it was just right. God is like an old naughty boy who has nothing to do, and he has grown a pair of hands that are good at causing trouble. The secret joy that had just been born in Shen Xingchen's heart was instantly shattered by Han Zhilu's next words, and he collapsed.

"I can't tell how this child came about, and you can't tell clearly, so you can just ask her. After all, she is also a party. ”

Han Zhilu's shame seemed to have completely dissipated with that unsightly and unbearable day, and a simple and ordinary sentence repainted a fragmented and rotten past in the sea of people. It's really not shocking. From injury to healing, it is a very long and difficult process, even if it is healed, it will leave scars, Han Zhilu's current move is to expose his scars regardless of it, and personally pick out those moldy wounds hidden in the dark, and completely expose those clear and vague flesh and blood to the sun, hoping to have warmth to wash away the dust accumulated on the wounds.

The dust will wash away, but the scars will last a lifetime. What if Han Zhilu told everyone the truth of the matter, the people who pity her are just a sentence of 'the matter has come to this, it is useless to say more, and live and cherish it', and the people who hate her will also scold her fiercely for being 'shameless and too thick-skinned', and they can't relieve their anger, and they will spit on him viciously and condemn 'Poor experience cannot be evidence of your deliberate killing'.

It depends on whether what you say is harmful to them or not. Han Zhilu's words are aimed at the Luo family, Luo Yucai never feels that he is wrong, this original intention is kept solid, and Han Zhilu's two words alone will definitely not be shaken.

"What if the child is mine, everyone kills people in front of them, a vicious woman like you, Lao Tzu really regrets letting you live, you stink, people like you should be sent directly to *** ......"

"Shut up. ”

If it weren't for Luo Ruxue's loud drink, Luo Yucai would never have stopped spitting fragrant and spreading the vulgar words of color. Luo Ruxue glanced at Luo Yucai fiercely, walked a few steps in the direction of Han Zhilu, stopped, the two kept a distance that was not close, she turned her head and glanced at Shen Xingchen who was not far away, her eyes were dark and unclear A light suddenly flashed, and a meteor was fleeting.

Shen Xingchen knew that Luo Ruxue was afraid. Young girls who have not yet started a family are unexpectedly pregnant and pregnant, most of them will hide it, or be ashamed to speak up, or give up on themselves and accept their fate, but Han Zhilu, a pregnant woman, killed the county lord and her nominal father-in-law in front of everyone in the blue sky during the daytime, and now she is still calm and idle in front of the Luo family to complain to herself about her grievances, just a good name, but not an ordinary bold, and Shen Xingchen is now more and more convinced of what she said in the prison cell.

A person who is ruthless to herself, let alone imagine that she will show mercy to the enemy. The Luo family shows weakness, she is proud, the Luo family shows strength, she is casual, strong or weak, no one can think about it before the hatred in her heart is exhausted.

What Shen Xingchen thought in his heart, this matter was also Luo Ruxue's thoughts. In terms of reason, Luo Yucai is the first, and Han Zhilu is ruthless and unrighteous last, but that is the father who has held her in the palm of his hand for more than ten years, the lively and cheerful sturdy brother, how can he not hate, how can he not hate? The means can not be described as not cruel and vicious, but remembering the bloody plea of his mother yesterday, even if there is little hope, Luo Ruxue still can't give up, praying that Han Zhilu still has a trace of beautiful humanity in his heart, leaving the blood of the Luo family!

"Yucai's young and impulsive temperament and inappropriate behavior have indeed wronged you!" Luo Ruxue criticized her younger brother positively for the first time, Luo Yucai's eyes widened in disbelief, Luo Ruxue hated iron and steel and shook the knife, Mrs. Luo grabbed his arm and tightened it a little, and shook her head at him with a look of panic and intimidation on her face, signaling him to shut up. The teenager who has lost the support of his plump texture, his eye sockets are deep, and his two eyeballs are as protruding as toads, dull, full of reluctance and compromise, and even despair of resignation.

"Two years ago, I met Yun'an, and at the same time, ten thousand years is also the beginning of a catastrophe, even if I encounter something I like, even if I do it by any means, I have to get it. For him I forgot myself, I forgot who I was, and therefore neglected me, my family, the people who really cared about me. ”

Shen Xingchen: The painting style of "......" has changed abruptly, and the tense battle mode has suddenly become 'story meeting', or 'better than miserable conference!' Luo Ruxue's self-awareness is still good, but it also depends on whether the guest is willing to accept it. Turning his head to look at Han Zhilu, he was facing a pair of gentle and waveless eyes.

The eyes are clear and shiny, and I don't know whether to describe it as crystal clear spring water, or shining stars, or the snow on the high mountains, bright and mysterious, and there is a trace of coolness hidden in the clarity. The four eyes are facing each other, the first time I feel close, but the goodbye is estranged, there seems to be a natural barrier in the middle, you want to go in a little more but there is nothing you can do, you can only stop and watch!

It was the eyes of the man beside Han Zhilu. Shen Xingchen was facing Han Zhilu, and from this angle, he could only see his thin, tall and slender sideways, wrapped in dark green robes, more like Wen Junyi's beautiful bamboo cultivation. From beginning to end, he didn't start, he didn't look up, and his body didn't seem to move for half a minute, and in this complicated story, he was this complete spectator.

The only look that made him fluctuate and respond was given to Shen Xingchen. Shen Xingchen didn't have time to accept this honor, and he was scorched by that familiar face. Her memory is not very good, but she has a soft spot for exercises, and when the two meet, the sky is thunderous.

The memory of the characters is either impressive or profound. There are many kinds of profundity, but in short, it cannot be just a 'extreme' word, the best and the worst, the ugliest and the most beautiful.

This person belongs to the latter, and he has a face that people can't ignore, even if Shen Xingchen just glanced at him in a hurry that day.

Isn't this man the weak man she met at the inn on the day she went out of the city gate with the bead curtain, this world is really small enough, you pass by the pedestrians on the road, go around and meet again, meet a good person, that is fate, meet her hinder, that is abuse. Shen Xingchen subconsciously observed his side, and when he didn't find the man with a saber named Han Liang, his heart suddenly sank.

Han Liang and Han Zhilu are both surnamed Han, and they are people who are in a hurry from other places. Shen Xingchen thought of a possibility, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, panicking for the Luo family. She looked up again, and when she met the smiling eyes and smiling faces, she gave herself a handful of sweat and half a bucket of bitter tears. Bai Zhilan will really make trouble for her, Luo Ruxue may not be able to take care of her, after all, she is already too busy to take care of herself, one Han Zhilu, Han Zhilu has one more helper, no, it is two helpers, a man with a knife who may be hiding in the dark.

often walks by the river, how can there be shoes that don't get wet, Luo Yucai really kicked the iron plate this time, and the iron plate is still full of nails, maybe the blade is also coated with poison, and the blood seals the throat. Even if Luo Ruxue has a lotus tongue, it may not be able to offset the misfortune of the Luo family.

If it weren't for my lack of care and communication with her, it probably wouldn't have happened like that, and you wouldn't have suffered so much grievances and so many crimes. It's my fault, I'll make amends for you on my brother's behalf!"

After Luo Ruxue finished speaking, she bent down and bowed to Han Zhilu, Fu Qiaoying is willow branch, but she is a straight and lush willow tree, the breeze blows the willow, the willow branch sways from side to side, and the willow tree does not move. When a hurricane comes, it will only be rooted by ferns, not as easily as it is now.

I don't know if she sincerely repents or changes in response to the situation, in fact, Luo Ruxue's words are smooth and her tone is in place when she doesn't spill, and this apology can't find any big faults, at least it makes Shen Xingchen feel that she is sincerely apologizing.

But Shen Xingchen is not a direct victim, Han Zhilu is.

Han Zhilu snorted and laughed, as if he had heard not an apology but a joke that made people want to laugh. With a smile on her face, Han Zhilu got up and took a few steps closer to Luo Ruxue. Luo Ruxue watched her approach inexplicably, her lips tightened, and she subconsciously took two steps back. This action seemed to please Han Zhilu, and her laughter was louder and more flamboyant.

Luo Ruxue's face turned red instantly, as if she had been slapped a few times. She also seemed to feel inappropriate, exhaled a breath, and straightened up.

"A word of less, nothing more, can clear his sins!"