With deep helplessness, the housekeeper silently glanced at the hypocritical and disgusting Luo Laosan, this guy and Luo Laosan are actually in a gang, but they acted in a scene together, making Luo's image taller in Luo Xiwei's heart.

In fact, as long as there is a little bit of the city, everyone can see Luo Laoer's tricks, but no matter what, Luo Xiwei is just a young girl who is not yet an adult and has no experience in the world, and she can't see Luo Laoer's sinister scheming at all.

Moreover, the housekeeper really doesn't have much to say, Luo Lao Er is right, he is just the housekeeper next to the head of the Luo family, even if he has worked hard with the head of the family all his life, but in terms of status, he is far inferior to Luo Lao Er and Luo Lao San, his words may not work for Luo Xiwei, not to mention that now she has been set up by Luo Lao Er.

"Xiwei, you go back to the room first, try the new method you found by the way, if the sincerity is enough, maybe the angel will really be moved by you!" In the coaxing and deception of Luo Lao Er, Luo Xiwei picked up the items on the ground with a face full of longing, and ran to the room all the time.

When Luo Xiwei's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, Luo Lao Er turned around and glanced at the housekeeper defiantly with a sinister smile on his face

Lohi returned to his room, a warm hut filled with all sorts of strange objects, a holy silver cross hanging from the wall, a delicate and beautiful chalice on the table, and a huge globe mounted on a golden bottom shelf in the corner.

Luo Xiwei ran into the room, hurriedly closed the door, and then opened the curtains.

I saw a complex and mysterious focusing device placed under the curtain, and the bright moonlight shined through the dark clouds, sprinkling the light on this device.

Through the small focusing hole of the guò device, the originally faint moonlight instantly condensed, like a spirit riding the night, constantly dancing and jumping on the floor, splashing with a trace of silver light, and finally converging into a small bright spot.

Luo Xiwei stared blankly at the beautiful moonlight, and after a while, as if she had suddenly awakened, she began to flip through the thick magic book with trembling hands.

"When the moon god plucks away the dark clouds with his hand and sprinkles the gifts on the earth, the angels will also come quietly in the silver moonlight, and they will sneak over the rooftops of everyone's house, looking for people who are praying for help" Loshi read the words of the ancient book in a daze, as if he had enshrined this book published by the black-hearted manufacturer as a holy canon.

After reading it, Luo Xiwei threw the book aside, and with irrepressible joy in her eyes, she hurriedly got up from the ground and began to look for some props in the room.

However, the messy room hindered Loshiwei's movements slightly, and she accidentally tripped and fell to the floor.

At this moment, a small red object fell out of Luo Xiwei's left eye, and it was a pair of contact lenses! It turns out that her eyes are not the so-called heterochromatic double pupils, but they are just pretending to have beautiful contacts in one eye!

Luo Xiwei picked up the contact lenses from the ground in a panic, and muttered in a trembling voice: "Ah, the pupil of divine vision can't see angels without it."

Luo Xi was so anxious that he restored the deformed contact lenses, and he didn't even wash them, so he put them back on in a panic.

Then, Luo Xiwei opened several jars, and while she held the ancient book, she held a thick twig on the other, dipped in the liquid and powder from the jar, and began to draw some kind of enchantment around the moonlight focused on the ground.

"Angel, where are you" Luo Xiwei painted, and suddenly covered his little face and cried, apparently because he didn't see the legendary angel after drawing the enchantment.

Luo Xiwei wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and with an indelible persistence in his eyes, he choked up again and redrew the enchantment on the ground, again and again, and again, and again

The dark clouds in the night sky have not known how many times the moon has disappeared, and the light on the Milky Way has not known how many times the stars have shifted, Luo Xiwei just kept drawing on the ground, even if her knees were swollen and her fingers were stiff, she did not stop, like a devout believer, waiting for the arrival of the divine light.

"Angel, please come out quickly, I really want my mother to let her come back to life to see me, okay, just one glance" Luo Xiwei knelt on the ground with some collapse, trembling and clasping his arms, crying silently, "And Dad, he hasn't opened his eyes for a long time, I'm so afraid of angels, please, let Dad wake up, okay"

Luo Xiwei's face was already covered with crystal tears, and she looked very pitiful in the moonlight, and she was like the most devout believer, clasping her hands to her chest, praying helplessly.

It's just that this world is cruel, it doesn't have the warm fairy tale of the divine light, there is no miracle on earth blessed by heaven, only the cold and ruthless cruel reality, only the deep despair shrouded in darkness

There are no angels, no holy light, no heaven, no Qiē that Lohi prays for

Han Du walked silently on the road, he didn't leave after Imiring left, but walked around the neighborhood for a while, and then went back to the original place.

Han Du walked through the intersection and through the narrow alleys to a very ordinary residential community, which he had been to once before, and this was the home of Yi Mi Ling and Yi Hao.

Han Du didn't know which one Emiring was in, only that she lived in the building in front of her.

I don't know if it's because half a year ago, I learned about Yi Miling's family situation from Wang Long's mouth, Han Du is now full of desire to protect this strong girl who doesn't show her weakness, and he doesn't want anything to hurt her in the slightest.

Han Du silently walked into the apartment, there was a sour smell on the slightly dirty corridor, graffiti was painted on the yellowed walls with crayons, the shoes outside the residents' doors were messily placed, and some people even piled garbage bags outside the door, regardless of whether they asked.

Seeing these scenes in front of him, Han Duan couldn't help but shake his head, the living environment here is really not very good, it seems that Yi Miling's family conditions seem to be really difficult.

Just as Han Duan was walking through the dirty corridor, a family suddenly opened the door, and out came an elderly lady, who seemed to be about to go downstairs for a walk after eating.

The old lady glanced at Han Du tremblingly, and asked strangely, "Young man, why haven't I seen you?" Are you here looking for someone? ”

"Ah, it's nothing, just take a look." Han Du replied perfunctorily.

The old lady helped her reading glasses, and said helplessly: "Child, it's dirty and messy here, there's nothing fun to do, hey, look at your clothes, you should be a child of a wealthy family, not as hard as our children here." ”

"Hardship? Old man, what do you say? Han Du keenly caught the words in the old lady's words and asked tentatively.

The old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly, pointed to the door opposite, and said with a sigh: "For example, this family, there is a pair of sisters and brothers living in it, they are all good children, that girl is very well-behaved and sensible, it is said that she has gone to college, she takes classes during the day and works at night, and she has to make money to subsidize the family at a young age." ”

The old lady continued: "This girl is sensible, I live alone with an old lady, sometimes I can't be busy, she will take the initiative to send me food and help me clean the house, it's really filial, it's a pity"

"What a pity?" Han Dui's expression became solemn, as if he smelled a bad smell.

"It's a pity that the male owner of this family is not a good thing, idle, not doing business, and often drinking, domestic violence at every turn, no, just forced his wife away a few years ago, who knows that he is dead, and he is also infected with gambling, the family's life is getting harder and harder day by day, and the money earned by the girl is often snatched away by her father to buy wine, or lost at the gambling table, and I don't know how they will live next, I see this girl is tired these days."

As if to confirm the old lady's words, a man's rough insults came from the house opposite, mixed with a little whispered crying.

"No, it's estimated that this father has started beating children again, hey, I'm also a lot old, and I can't manage it if I want to."

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, a familiar scream came from the opposite room, and soon, the sound of broken wine bottles was accompanied by the sound of punches and kicks, and the heavy muffled sound made people's scalps tingle.

A fierce glint flashed in Han Dui's eyes, and he clenched his fist so hard that he walked straight to the door.

"Boom!" This door was just an ordinary wooden door, and it wasn't very hard, so even if Han Duan lost the strength he once had, he kicked it open very easily.

After the dust settled, when Han Dui saw the qi qi in the messy room, an unspeakable rage began to swell in his heart