Chapter 297: Transformation
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He sat quietly on his ** head, his eyes closed, and seemed to be asleep.
I silently let go of my hand and opened my mouth, a sudden burst of fishy sweetness in my throat.
My body stiffened to the point of numbness, and I stared blankly at the pale colors of the ceiling and the dim light from the chandelier, and for a moment I didn't know where I was.
"Awake?"
There was a sound of Suo Suo beside me, Feng Ruobai's voice was hoarse, and he reached out and probed me on the forehead.
I turned my head away, closing my eyes, avoiding his touch.
He froze, only to hear a flurry of breathing, and then fell silent.
I shrunk into the quilt and was stunned for a long time before I realized that Xiaoman's matter had not been dealt with.
As soon as I lifted the quilt, I lifted my leg and got off.
Maybe I slept for so long that I felt dizzy in my head, and my body shook violently, and I almost fell to the ground.
"Right right!"
Feng Ruobai was obviously startled and rushed directly towards me.
I hurriedly propped up the ** head table with my fingers, and the pain in my palm instantly pulled me out of the chaos, and the memories before I fell unconscious poured into my brain like a mountain.
Looking at the familiar surroundings, I finally realized that I wasn't going anywhere, just sleeping in my bedroom.
Feng Ruobai stood beside me and grabbed my elbow.
I waved his hand away, lifted my foot and walked outside.
He followed me closely to prevent me from falling.
I walked fast at first, but when I got to the corner of the stairs, I didn't know why, and suddenly I didn't dare to go downstairs.
I put my palms on the railing, but I felt that I was suddenly cowardly and didn't know what to do.
I suddenly choked up in my throat, and I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't spit it out and swallow it, and I was stuck in my throat without going up or down.
Feng Ruobai's deep voice sounded behind him: "Xiao Man is downstairs, and the body has ......"
My body shook violently, and I felt the sky spin around, my knees suddenly weakened, and my body fell straight forward.
Feng Ruobai's eyes were quick, and he scooped me up directly from behind.
He carried me down the stairs without my consent.
Xiaoman's body, which was covered by a white cloth, was exposed to me, as if a sudden burst of bright light stabbed me dizzy.
My stomach suddenly tumbled and I vomited unbearably.
The sour water that vomited out gave a foul smell, and tears flowed out unconsciously.
His tiny body was covered by a wide white cloth, and I sat limply on the ground a few steps from the couch, but I didn't dare to step forward.
Feng Ruobai let go of his hand, and there was a hint of pain in his voice: "I have already asked someone to tidy up his appearance, you have been unconscious before, and the corpse is ...... Xiaoman, no one dares to move, do you want to take a look? ā
I burst into tears, but I couldn't make a sound, as if crying was just a mechanical physiological reaction.
Xiaoman was right in front of me, but I didn't even have the courage to take a look.
How much joy he brought me in the past has brought me exponential pain at this time.
I was afraid to see his cheeks that were always smiling and never laugh again, to see his big black eyes closed forever, to see the little guy who was croaking and turning into a cold corpse.
"None of the others have been notified yet, what are your plans?"
I sat blankly on the ground and shook my head slowly.
What can I do now?
I didn't have any plans, I just wanted to bring my son back to life, but no one could save him.
Feng Ruobai sat beside me, looked at Xiao Man silently, and stopped talking for a while.
I closed my eyes in pain, for a long time, slowly exhaled a breath, and said in a dumb voice: "Who is the person who left Xiaoman behind?" ā
"You're going to take someone to the police station?"
I laughed and mocked: "You people in the underworld, aren't you the police station the most fearful?" ā
He snapped in his shell, shut his mouth and didn't speak.
When Song Liang died, the eldest lady bought several cemeteries next to him.
I thought it would take at least a few decades for this place to be usable, but I didn't expect my child to be gone so soon.
On the day I called the eldest lady, the sky was foggy and it was raining early in the morning.
The rain in late spring still carried a slight coolness, and when it hit my body, it was like ice slag, and I shivered all over.
"Right right." Feng Ruobai hurried over, directly propped up the black umbrella on top of my head, and frowned, "You haven't been in good health lately, don't spoil yourself like this again, I beg you, okay?" ā
"I didn't spoil myself." I smiled weakly and clutched the urn in my arms as if holding on to a heavy thought.
When the black sedan came from the rain, there was a huge splash of water.
The screeching sound of brakes sounded in my ears, the door opened, and the eldest lady came out of it, almost staggering towards me.
If the driver hadn't helped her, I doubt she would have just fallen to the ground.
"Xiaoman" A mournful cry sounded, and she threw herself directly on me, hugging the urn tightly, tears pouring out frantically.
I was knocked backwards by her and fell on Feng Ruobai.
The eldest lady knelt on her knees and hugged the urn tightly, crying uncontrollably.
Thin and dense rains slipped down from the sky, and in a moment a transparent mist hit her woollen coat.
I stood there stunned, numbly looking at her and weeping bitterly, but I couldn't even shed a tear.
My tears dried up two days ago.
Song Liang lay quietly underneath, and Xiao Man was buried next to him.
I stood in front of the tombstone in a daze, looking at these two people who had flashed through my life and left in a hurry, and my heart was crawling with barren vines.
The eldest lady was so out of breath that she fainted directly, was put back in the car by the driver, and was sent directly to the hospital.
I wiped my eyes, and I wanted to die, but I couldn't cry.
Feng Ruobai told me that the people of the Shen family did not find Song Cheng, and he may have been rescued one step in advance.
I didn't know who saved him or where to look for him. Even when Xiaoman is gone, I don't know how to tell him.
It was as if he had disappeared from my life, but I had to carry the rest of it.
My child, he can't die in vain.
I will not spare any of his murderers and accomplices.
One, neither!
"Let's go."
After standing for a while, I suddenly couldn't bear to look at it anymore and turned my head in embarrassment.
Feng Ruobai followed behind me and didn't say a word.
It wasn't until I got in the car that I slowly exhaled and slapped my palm on my chest twice.
The car drove all the way into the water and clouds, and I leaned back in the chair with my eyes closed, so tired that I didn't even bother to move.
Feng Ruobai asked, "Are you going back to Song's house, or are you staying at my house temporarily?" ā
I didn't answer, opened my eyes and looked at him, and instead asked, "Did you catch the person who killed Xiaoman?" ā
His brows furrowed slightly: "What are you going to do?" ā
I said, "I want to see him, now." ā
He immediately glanced at me disapprovingly, and objected: "Right right, you are emotionally unstable now, even if you see him, you will ......."
"I want to see him." I closed my eyes, not wanting to hear what he was saying.
"Right right, you ......"
"Don't make me repeat it a third time." I raised my hand impatiently and rubbed my temples, my brow furrowed unconsciously.
Feng Ruobai sighed and agreed, "Okay." ā
When the man was escorted by the bodyguards, his whole face was no longer human, and he didn't know how much torture he had endured before.
I had been afraid to see such a bloody scene, but at this moment, a terrible pleasure suddenly rose in my heart.
I sat on the sofa, staring at the place where Xiaoman fell, as if if I could come back to life if I kept a closer look.
The man in black was covered in blood and his cheeks were swollen, and the bodyguards threw him under my feet, and he couldn't even stand, lying on the ground like mud.
The splatters of blood hit the upper of my shoes, leaving a large stain.
Feng Ruobai pursed his lips and raised his hand to cover my eyes, but I directly blocked his hand and said calmly: "I'm fine." ā
His two eyebrows were twisted into knots, and his expression was full of worry: "Right right, what do you want to do?" ā
I scoffed and motioned for the bodyguard to pour me a glass of wine.
The man in black was lying on the ground, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and his mouth was begging indiscriminately, saying that he just slipped his hand and accidentally fell the child.
I took a sip of red wine, and my heart was numb and I didn't feel it.
Whatever reason he used, my little man had left me forever.
"I don't want to do anything." I took a full sip of wine, raised my chin at the bodyguard next to me, pointed to the railing on the second floor, and said, "Lift him up and throw him down from above." ā
"Right right!" Feng Ruobai was taken aback, stood up directly from the sofa, and looked at me with a shocked expression.