Zhong Qi's life consists of three parts.

She herself accounted for a part, Yan Ruiyu accounted for a part, and the remaining part was divided equally by Zilei and those people.

If one day, Yan Ruiyu died, she would definitely be in pain.

Yan Ruiyu knew this very well, the proportion he occupied in her heart was too high, and their emotional component was too complicated.

But in childhood, adults were busy with various tasks and mediation, and they were there for each other.

Even if a fat girl was added later, but that girl was too special, and the two of them were not all the way, even if they were sometimes like family, there was always a gap.

Therefore, the person who has accompanied Zhong Qi the longest is Yan Ruiyu.

And Zhong Qi attaches importance to Yan Ruiyu as if she attaches importance to herself.

Yan Ruiyu thought back to those days before, and suddenly hooked a smile, but this smile was a little miserable.

Time is running out.

He didn't know how long his body would last, but until then, he wanted to clear all obstacles for her.

Purple thunder is like a puppet, but puppets also have feelings.

It's like Zhong Qi's little aunt inadvertently leaked her mouth, and the girl learned the fact that she was a 'container', and the silk flower growing in the greenhouse couldn't stand the blow, so she ran away from home in a fit of anger.

She walked easily, but she suffered the people who stayed.

For more than a month, because of a few unintentional words, thirty-nine days to be exact.

The inhumane torture, life is worse than death, and it is carried out in front of everyone.

Zhong Qi witnessed all this, and talked in his sleep with a high fever for several days, until the night of the thirty-ninth day, when his uncle-in-law shot and killed the little aunt, and quickly swallowed the gun and committed suicide.

The couple died together, still holding each other when they died.

Yan Ruiyu opened his eyes again, he looked like a normal person, his voice was not revealed, and there was no trace.

He knew that Purple Thunder was never to be feared.

What he wants more is to overthrow the self-righteous rulers above!

He wants to return Zilei to a bright future, and he wants to pave the way for Zhong Qi.

Such......

In the future, even if he is gone.

At the very least, she could have had a better life.

……

Qi Suya had already guessed that the dinner of Guorong Zheng's family was a Hongmen banquet.

I was mentally prepared before I came here, I thought that something big would happen, but I thought it was thunder and rain?

In the end, the dinner ended uneventful.

On the return car, Su Yanbai and Qi Suya Chu Yanchen sat in the same car, and he made a thoughtful expression.

And the person sitting in the back seat with Su Yanbai was Jiang Jingyun.

Jiang Jingyun rubbed his knees, and then asked slowly, "...... You find a gun with no bullets and a letter in Yaya's clothes. What exactly is written in the letter? ”

Since Uncle Su was lifted from the vegetative state, everyone has not had time to care about this matter.

After all, Qi Suya had a nervous breakdown at the beginning, and over time, this old incident was put aside.

It was only now that Jiang Jingyun brought it up again.

Qi Suya sat in the co-pilot, she looked back at Uncle Su, she was also a little curious.

After all, Uncle Su was determined at the beginning that he couldn't hurt Yaya no matter what, otherwise there would be unimaginable consequences.

Uncle Su groaned and pressed his eyebrows: "It's been too long. ”

For Jiang Jingyun and others, that letter and that gun were all a few years ago.

For Su Yanbai, it was decades ago.

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