She tried her best to climb up, but she didn't expect to be slapped to death with a slap, and now she is still so immortal.

Damn!

Thinking about it, she was surrounded by a kind of anger all over her body, which instantly ignited her sanity.

"Sister Xingchen, it's really you!" Lin Shiyun stared at Song Keer's face and cried with joy.

"You still dare to come?" Song Ke'er shouted angrily, pushed Brother Hua, and slapped Lin Shiyun hard, "You little slut is not me, who else can it be?" ”

Just as she was about to reach out and continue to slap, her wrist was grabbed by Luo Qiyue, "Sister, what did she do, you want to be so angry?" ”

Only then did Song Ke'er realize her identity and took two steps back.

Luo Qiyue let go of her hand and looked at the girl with a blank face and a red slap on her cheek, and her heart was distressed.

"Sister, you go back to the room to rest first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." Luo Qiyue had a gloomy face and hugged Song Keer's shoulder, "Shiyun has no malice"

"That is, I have malicious intentions, why do I have to suffer so much, and you all live so well? Why? What am I doing wrong again? Get out of here, get out! ”

Song Ke'er roared with a pale face, rushed back to the room, and slammed the door shut.

"Bang"

An echo vibrated over the room.

For a long time, several people stared at the closed door and did not speak.

"That star, she, she"

Qi Meiyu didn't know what to say, she just felt that her daughter had become like this, which must be related to what happened in the past few years.

"She may not be used to it later, but she will get better in the future. Don't blame her, it's not her fault. "She was helpless and sad.

"It's okay, Auntie, Sister Xingchen will get better. Where would I blame her, it's too late to be happy. As long as Sister Xingchen is back, it's fine. ”

Lin Shiyun didn't expect this to be the case, and she was a little nervous.

I was afraid that it was because of myself that I was like this, so I blamed myself, "I'm also anxious, I should come back tomorrow." Or come back in a few days, I hope Sister Xingchen won't have mood swings. Then I'd better go first. ”

She was a little at a loss, and her eyes were full of tears of grievance.

"Qi Yue, you send poetry." Qi Meiyu reminded.

Accompanied Lin Shiyun out of the door of the community, standing on the side of the street, Luo Qiyue said apologetically: "Shiyun, no matter what, my sister shouldn't do it." I apologize to you on her behalf, I'm sorry! Please forgive her, she has not been able to come back this time and has gone through too much."

Lin Shiyun smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, it's okay with me." Sister Xingchen will be fine."

Luo Qiyue sighed and did not answer.

She turned her head to look at him, smiling with a bitter twist.

When she was beaten just now, her tied hair was taken down by Song Keer's fingers and put on the side of her face, which looked a little embarrassed against the fingerprints.

The night is as cool as water, and the evening breeze blows on the face.

The heat of the city, which scorched people during the day, has dissipated a lot.

Luo Qiyue stared at her palm-sized face tightly, and suddenly reached out to help her hold the few strands of green silk behind her ears, and her deep eyes were full of tenderness.

"Shiyun, I really want to say thank you all these years!"

This girl accompanied him through the most difficult part of his life, but he ruthlessly rejected her after learning that he had lost his sister.

He felt that his sister was dead, so how could he deserve to be happy?

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