Chapter Eighty-Seven: Things Are Wrong

He looked around, and then he came to a glass window.

He wiped the glass window, looked in against the window, and was shocked on the spot!

"What's wrong?" Ethereal Lingyun saw his face change drastically, and he also felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Du Qiu didn't say a word, turned his head and came to the door.

Boom! He kicked the door open with one kick!

Then came the smell of blood, there were still two corpses lying on the ground, Zhang Xiuzhi's eyes were still open, and she looked straight at the ceiling.

Du Qiu turned his head to look at the ethereal rhyme on the side, who was completely stunned.

Suddenly, her eyes sank and she fainted.

"Lingyun!" Seeing this, Du Qiu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her.

He immediately pulled the door and returned to the car with Ethereal Lingyun in his arms.

Glancing at the girl in the back row, Du Qiu's eyes couldn't help but show a trace of sympathy.

Perhaps ill-fated is really the word used to describe her.

He sighed, and immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the police.

After a while, the relevant personnel came.

A group of people took pictures inside to investigate, and also asked Du Qiu for questioning, and finally they came to the conclusion on the spot: the two should have died in each other's beating, and the murder weapons were the fruit knife in the woman's hand and the kitchen knife in the man's hand.

Although further investigation is needed to confirm something, Du Qiu can also see that it should be Ethereal Lingyun's father who took a kitchen knife in anger and wanted to hurt Ethereal Lingyun's mother, but he didn't expect that he was also killed.

Seeing that the two corpses were covered with white cloth and carried away, and the door was sealed, he couldn't help but glance back at the ethereal spirit in the car behind him, she was still asleep.

He sighed and returned to the car.

He looked at the girl in the back row, shook his head helplessly, and drove away.

At night, Ethereal Yun suddenly woke up from a dream!

She sat up abruptly and looked around, this was Du Qiu's villa.

"Mom!" She hurriedly got up and ran out, and Du Qiu happened to come up at this time.

She hurriedly grabbed Du Qiu and asked, "Where is my mother?" How is she!? ”

Du Qiu looked at her and didn't know how to speak: "Auntie, she's already ......"

He really couldn't say the next words, because he was afraid that she would not be able to bear those two words.

But from his words, Ethereal Yun already knew the result.

Her whole body collapsed on the spot, as if she had been drained of her soul, her eyes were blank and her eyes were glazed.

Du Qiu was helpless in his heart, and he didn't know how to comfort her now.

Looking at the ethereal rhyme on the ground, he helplessly reached out and helped her up: "Let's get up first, it's cold on the ground." ”

Ethereal Lingyun was helped up by him, and she followed Du Qiu to the sofa downstairs in a daze.

She was stunned for a long time before she spoke, "How did my mother die?" ”

Du Qiu was helpless: "According to what they said, he was killed by your father with a kitchen knife, and your father was also ...... by your mother with a fruit knife."

He couldn't bear to continue with the rest of the words.

"Where is my mother's body now?" Ethereal rhyme has a dull face.

Du Qiu replied: "Now it is temporarily placed in the morgue of the hospital. ”

"I'm going to check it out." Ethereal Yun's eyes were hollow.

Du Qiu looked at her: "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

Ethereal Yunyun didn't say anything, and directly got up and walked outside.

Seeing this, Du Qiu followed.

About half an hour later, the two arrived at the hospital morgue.

Looking at the mother in the cabinet, ethereal tears finally slipped down from the corners of her eyes.

Du Qiu gently hugged her shoulders, and he could only give her some comfort like this now.

Ethereal Lingyun couldn't control the discomfort in her heart, she turned her head and lay on Du Qiu's shoulder and sobbed continuously.

Du Qiu gently patted her shoulder: "It's okay, I'll accompany you." ”

Ethereal Yun kept sobbing, and Du Qiu, who was crying, couldn't stand it anymore.

They came out of the hospital about half an hour later, with tears on her face and tears in her eyes.

She sat in the passenger seat, and the whole person looked very uncomfortable.

Du Qiu was also quite helpless, and he immediately drove her back to the villa.

In the next few days, Du Qiu was helping to deal with the aftermath of Ethereal Lingyun's parents, because her relatives at home were unwilling to come to help, and he couldn't help it.

After the cremation, Ethereal Lingyun followed Du Qiu back to the villa with two ashes.

She went back to her room and stared at the two urns alone, without saying a word.

Chen Anran and Chu Lingxue also knew about this, and the two of them asked Du Qiu in a whisper downstairs: "How can this be?" How could her parents suddenly go under the knife? ”

"Ugh." Du Qiu sighed: "Her father is an alcoholic, and he has a bad temper, and her mother probably can't stand it, so this tragedy happened." ”

Chu Lingxue looked upstairs, she turned her head to look at Du Qiu: "Then how is she now?" ”

Du Qiu smiled bitterly: "What else?" The whole person is like losing her soul, and she can only wait for herself to recover slowly. ”

Chen Anran frowned: "Isn't there a way for you to help her get out of this pain?" ”

Du Qiu shook his head: "I can't do anything about this kind of thing, I can only rely on herself." ”

The three of them looked upstairs again, and they all had some sympathy for Ethereal Yun.

In the afternoon of the next day, Ethereal Lingyun found Du Qiu with two ashes altars: "I want to take my parents back to my hometown." ”

Du Qiu nodded: "Okay, then I'll send you back." ”

With that, he cleaned up and drove back to her hometown with Ethereal Lingyun.

Her hometown is in a mountain village, and they arrived outside the village at about 10 o'clock in the evening, because there was no way to drive in, so the two had to walk into the village.

The road into the village is very difficult to walk, and there are potholes.

In addition, it was dark again, and Ethereal Yun almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" Du Qiu hurriedly grabbed her, but that hand inadvertently touched a softer place on her body.

He hurriedly withdrew his hand, but fortunately Ethereal Lingyun didn't notice this.

They walked for about ten minutes before they came to a wooden house, Ethereal Lingyun opened the door and walked in, and Du Qiu also followed.

As soon as he entered the room, Du Qiu saw that all kinds of furniture had been covered with a thick layer of ash, and it seemed that he had not come back for a long time.

Ethereal Lingyun placed the two ashes in the middle of the main hall, and she stood there alone.

This stop is an hour or two, and Du Qiu saw that she had been standing for too long, so she stepped forward and persuaded: "Mourn, Auntie definitely doesn't want you to be so sad." ”

As he spoke, he helped Ethereal Spirit Yun to the side of the stool and sat down.

After sitting for a while, she came to her senses, glanced at the bed over there and said, "You can take the plastic paper off the bed and go to sleep." ”

Du Qiu looked at her: "Then where do you sleep?" ”

"I don't want to sleep, I'll just sit like this." As she spoke, she picked up her legs and curled up in her chair.

Seeing this, Du Qiu reluctantly stepped forward and said, "Okay, you go to bed to rest first, otherwise it won't be worth it to burn your body again." ”

As he spoke, he tried to help her to the bed, but he didn't expect her to be motionless.

Du Qiu had no choice but to carry her directly to the bed.

He gently put her on the bed and wanted to stand up, but he didn't expect Ethereal Lingyun to hug him and refuse to let go.

Du Qiu was stunned, she was ......

Suddenly, she hugged Du Qiu tightly, and the two lay together like this.

Ethereal Lingyun buried his head in Du Qiu's arms, and just when he was at a loss, a low sobbing voice suddenly came from his arms.

Hearing her sad voice, Du Qiu could only sigh in his heart.

He gently hugged her, and the two hugged each other on the bed......