Suddenly, a terrible thought appeared in He Sheng's mind.

Could it be that Gu Bei's parents did not die accidentally, but He Punan's hands and feet from it?

As soon as the idea appeared, He Sheng was frightened, his eyes were startled, and he gasped.

There won't be such a coincidence, no matter how he says that he can't get along and is also his biological father, how can He Sheng think that he can miss his father so much?

Of course, Song Mingzhe didn't know what He Sheng was thinking, he just felt that He Sheng's face was getting more and more ugly.

He Sheng's skin was relatively fair, and his face was difficult to look at, and the gloss and the white wall next to him looked really crazy.

"Isn't it, He Sheng, just such a small thing scares you?"

Song Mingzhe looked at He Sheng's expression and smiled, the corners of his mouth were obviously hooked up, but there was no smile in his eyes at all.

Song Mingzhe originally wanted to ease the atmosphere through a joke, but this obviously had no effect, and the atmosphere was still so weird.

I don't know if there was something wrong with the projector or something, but a rustling sound came from inside, and the screen of the picture shook frame by frame, staying on the original page.

The bloody woman's face was close at hand, and it could be seen from the TV and inside that it was a very beautiful woman, dressed very elegantly.

The video in the surveillance should be upright Spring, the woman is wearing a beige dress, and her hair is combed meticulously, although the surveillance picture is very blurry, but you can vaguely see that the woman is wearing delicate makeup.

"Turn up your voice a little louder...... He Sheng didn't know what he suddenly thought, and said to Song Mingzhe, his eyes becoming sharp at this moment.

Song Mingzhe was stunned when he heard He Sheng's words, but he still obediently carried it out.

In an instant, the volume of the projector was turned up to the maximum, and the rustling sound was even more obvious.

"It's loud." Song Mingzhe looked at the screen and complained, he was actually a little impatient from just now, isn't this the surveillance video of a car accident?

If He Sheng hadn't been sitting here staring at the screen, Song Mingzhe really felt that he would be impatient.

I don't know how many times this image has been repeated, although the footage is enlarged over and over again, but it looks really boring.

It's no wonder that Song Mingzhe felt a little impatient, after all, he didn't know the reason for it.

It was quiet, quiet, and all you could hear was the rustling of the wind on the radio, and the sound of insects and birds chirping outside.

He Sheng did not allow the current Song Mingzhe to speak out, this is what makes Song Mingzhe suffer the most, not speaking, this is really too difficult......

But if you just look at the surveillance, you can only see it. The image of a small sedan and a large truck colliding is impossible to find any clues.

He Sheng always had an intuition, he felt that there must be something greasy in this.

When watching the video of this surveillance, it was already 6 years ago, at that time, Gu Bei should be about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the children in the lens were probably the same age.

"Enough!" Song Mingzhe hated He Sheng's suspicious appearance, and he was tired of watching the black and white screen in the TV.

I saw Song Mingzhe jump up from the bed, take the TV remote control and turn off the TV screen.

In an instant, the silence was finally broken, and the birds outside seemed to be frightened by Song Mingzhe's loud action, and they all flew to the other fingers.

At this time, He Sheng's thoughts were gradually pulled back to reality, and everything returned to its original state.

He Sheng patted his chest, he felt that his heart was beating a little fast, he was too nervous just now.

"Sorry, I was a little nervous just now, I'll go down here and get some new discs to watch."

He Sheng closed his eyes and gently rubbed his brow with his fingers, looking tired now.

The air is damp and cold now, so cold that people are a little breathless, not to mention that He Sheng's room has always been ventilated.

Song Mingzhe closed the window, and in an instant, the surroundings were quiet, and the sound of insects and birds outside the window was isolated from this room.

"He Sheng, are you hiding something from me?" Song Mingzhe asked, it was close to dusk at this time, and the light was a little dim.

The afterglow of the morning sun shone on half of Song Mingzhe's face, making that face appear bright and dark, making Song Mingzhe's originally hard cheek contours soften at this moment.

He Sheng suddenly felt a little weak, he collapsed on the bed as if he had been emptied of his skeleton, the bed board was already a little hard, He Sheng was thin, and instantly made a "Kaci" sound.

"What can I hide from you?" He Sheng tried to squeeze out a smile to make himself look not so embarrassed, he was very good at this kind of thing.

When Song Mingzhe heard He Sheng say this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he changed his sitting posture to make himself more comfortable.

"I told you, I met the homeroom teacher of your class in junior high school, and he told me something."

Song Mingzhe slowly turned his head as he spoke, and his gaze finally stopped on He Sheng's face and met He Sheng's eyes.

"That person outside is not your biological brother at all, your homeroom teacher told me that you are actually a ......."

When he was about to say the last few words, Song Mingzhe suddenly shut up again, he didn't want to continue talking, he was afraid of hurting He Sheng's self-esteem.

For Song Mingzhe, He Sheng is just one of his several friends, just a very small one.

But this does not mean that He Sheng is not important, for Song Mingzhe, each of his friends is equally important.

It's just that this friend in front of him is different from other friends, he prefers to be reckless and likes to disguise himself.

Every player on the basketball court was like the sun, and one day, a moon mixed in and played well with everyone.

The moon is a very soft moon, the sun is a very bright sun, and they don't have any special development.

It's just that there is more tenderness on the already hot-blooded basketball court, and there is one more He Sheng who delivers water every day.

Although He Sheng said at the beginning that he didn't like to play this kind of boring game, when he really got acquainted with everyone, he was the one who silently paid the most.

Song Mingzhe saw all this, and he wrote it down.

"What if you know?" He Sheng raised his head and looked at Song Mingzhe.