The emergency fire truck flashed past Jiang Xiaomian and them with a sharp stabbing sound, and just after the fire truck passed, they saw Xian Xinchen's side face as he walked back with his head hung down in frustration.

"Brother..."

Jiang Xiaomian hurriedly ran over with Xiang Dongyang, and Xian Xinchen came back alone.

"Brother, who did you just see?" Jiang Xiaomian asked with a blink, thinking that he would spit out Wu Yuanhao's name.

Xian Xinchen raised his head, looked at her earnest expression, and paused for a few seconds before he spoke:

"I just recognized the wrong person, the wedding dress she wore was so similar to her wishes, and her face was so similar..."

Before Xian Xinchen finished speaking, he was punched hard with a pain in his face, and nosebleeds instantly poured down from his nose like a waterfall.

"Two sentences 'very similar' can you leave my sister at the engagement scene? She's been waiting for you for six years! Do you want to abandon her even on such an occasion! You bastard! ”

Xiang Dongyang's fist hardened, his eyes were red like a copper bell falling in a pile of flames, Jiang Xiaomian hadn't seen his eyes like that for a long time.

Xian Xinchen staggered in place, did not reply or fight back, nosebleeds flowed through his lips and chin, dripping straight down. The white neckline is rendered drop by drop, attracting passers-by to look back.

Jiang Xiaomian hurriedly persuaded Xiang Dongyang, handed Xian Xinchen a piece of paper, and then asked the principal, "Brother, have you seen Sister Xiyan?" ”

Xian Xinchen's blank eyes gradually condensed into light and shadow, and he asked instead, "Why, isn't she with you?"

Jiang Xiaomian shook his head.

"You're so embarrassed to say that she disappeared after chasing you out, and she never returned to her home or company." Xiang Dongyang didn't say good things, if Jiang Xiaomian hadn't stopped him, he would have been able to beat Xian Xinchen to the ground.

"yes, we've searched for it, and we can't think of where she's going, it's getting dark."

Xian Xinchen looked around and saw the arrow of "Hailou Bay" on the street sign, so he asked, "Have you ever been to the house in Hailou Bay?"

Xiang Dongyang patted his head, and then remembered the consciousness, and the three of them hurriedly looked in that direction.

The dark and gray ground in Hailou Bay was coiled with a layer of smoke. Like more than 100 families in the farm, they burn the stove and steam rice together, and the smoke and flames from the chimney rise in large groups, polluting the blue sky.

There was a crowd of people around the bay, and the three of them saw a fire truck parked in front of the house from a distance, and the red car covered most of the house.

In fact, it was not covered up, because the house was almost burned to ashes, leaving the wreckage with a faint dead smoke.

They ran over with shocked faces, and before they could get closer, they vaguely heard someone regret:

"Ah, it's a shame, such a beautiful house."

"Yes, that girl is even more pity!"

"Alas, the families of the deceased don't know yet..."

……

As soon as he came, hearing such terrifying words, Xiang Dongyang immediately pushed aside the crowd, his hands were trembling in the air, he opened his mouth in horror, and those scorching blood-red wounds were broken into countless images and pierced into his eyes in turn, and tears flowed out like two faucets that had been suddenly twisted open.

Burned faces, arms, half-black, half-white scorched gowns, dripping water falling from the carbon-clumped hair, the smell of burnt protein in the air...

Although the body was already blurred, everyone was sighing which girl this was......

Whose family is it?

Those who know her will know what is not a half-remnant of Xiang Xiyan's characteristics.

Xiang Xiyan lay wet and stiff on the shore steps, his body immersed in a puddle of wetland. The red wounds were swollen and numb, like red beans that had been fried over charcoal fire and half-embedded in the surface of the skin, squeezing out the blood-colored seawater.

Xiang Dongyang hoped that he had recognized the wrong person, and slapped himself hard to come to his senses, but no matter how he played, he was facing a terrifying picture.

Jiang Xiaomian covered his hands, and as soon as he closed his eyes, tears surged on the shore steps with the whole tide of the sea, and then the joints and bones of his whole body seemed to be crushed by some gravity, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

And Xian Xinchen passed out directly on the spot.

"Are you the family of the deceased? We have investigated that this house was caught on fire by an electrical circuit, and the deceased fell into the sea from the fire to his death, and there is no sign of homicide yet, and we will continue to investigate..."

As soon as the policeman's words were finished, the eyes of the people present looked at Xiang Dongyang, as if to see how he could bear the pain.

Everyone left the scene one after another.

When Xiang Mu arrived, large tears fell on Xi Yan's corpse, rolling over her wounds, and the ghostly cry continued from one end of the sea to the other. Her hands were hammered on the ground, and the blood was embedded in the cement in pieces, and the waves that rolled up could not be washed clean. The sunlight shone on the bloodstain shockingly.

Xian's father, Bai's mother, Xiaoquan,... One by one, they swallowed beside them, and their faces turned white.

When everyone went to comfort Xiang's mother, she scolded her back, and shouted that someone should hurry up and send her daughter to the hospital.

Xiang Mu frantically took out her mobile phone and dialed 120, but was snatched by Xiang Dongyang and thrown into the bay.

The sound of the mobile phone slamming out, as if I saw the scene where Xiang Xiyan fell into the sea.

In the sky of Hailou Bay, the gray haze has not dissipated for a long time, and even the color of the sky is not real.

Xiang Dongyang wondered if fate was cursed by birth, and bad luck sent his relatives to heaven one by one.

The person who hit her the hardest was undoubtedly Xiang's mother, because of Xiang Xiyan's death, she went insane, and when she got up, she saw every little girl on the street and called "Xiyan", and even forced the child to go in the direction of home.

The child's parents were so frightened that they thought Xiang's mother was a trafficker and almost called the police. They told their daughters one after another: "If you see such a person in the future, stay away, and don't pay attention to her!"

At night, Xiang's mother held a pillow in Xiang Xiyan's room to coax the child to sleep. And when she was quiet, she seemed to regain consciousness, sitting and flipping through the family photos without saying a word. When Xiang Xiyan was buried, she stared like a living dead with a dull gaze, and she didn't even pay attention to Xiang Dongyang talking to her.

When the burial was carried out on the third day of the incident, the drizzling sky was emitting a miserable white glow. Although it was a hot summer, those disgusting raindrops touched his cheeks like silver needles of ice, slowly reaching the body from the pores to the heart and lungs, and the blood gushed out overwhelmingly, and the whole person was shattered into ice chips.

Xiang Dongyang felt that his clothes were getting more and more wet, and he closed his red and swollen eyes, as if he saw a turbulent picture of rain flowing like a river of blood in the world.

In front of the cemetery, a group of mourners stood in the dark, no one with an umbrella, solemnly and gloomily lined up in the drizzle.

When Xiang Dongyang turned around, time seemed to go back to the day his father died, and the scenes and the funerals of his sister and sister were pieced together, and they were connected into a book of life and death with red hooks painted in Lu Ju's hand.

In the miserable rainy sky, there were a few ominous crows flying in the air. The mourners gradually left, and finally Jiang Xiaomian was left standing behind Xiang Dongyang, and Xian Xinchen knelt in front of the tomb.

"Let's go, your mother is still at home waiting for you to go back."

"Xiaomian, I always liked to call her 'old sister' in the past, but I still couldn't call her old."

"Dongyang..."

Jiang Xiaomian opened an umbrella for him, and when she wanted to comfort him, as soon as she called out his name, she had a nasal voice with a crying voice, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to say anything more.

After a while, Jiang Xiaomian left with Xiang Dongyang, leaving Xian Xinchen still kneeling there. When Jiang Xiaomian turned around, he saw the water stains on his face flowing through his chin, like a disemboweling bitter gourd crumbling out a full cup of bitterness, dripping on the pure land of peace and happiness.

"The person is no longer there, and it is useless for you to repent!" Xiang Dongyang's cold words fell when he passed by him.

Xian Xinchen didn't speak, and he didn't have the courage to look at Xiang Dongyang's blamed face, listening to that sentence, he felt that it was a ruthlessness that he would never forgive in his life.

"Brother, let's go." Jiang Xiaomian went to help Xian Xinchen up, but he couldn't move as if he was holding a statue.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Xian Xinchen still had a blue face, and his lips were cold black and purple. didn't look at Jiang Xiaomian either.

Jiang Xiaomian knew that the more comforting she was, the more sad it would be, so she left her umbrella by Xian Xinchen's side and drove Xiang Dongyang home first.

On the way back, Jiang Xiaomian saw that the street was plastered with wanted notices, and the rain wet the words "Han Feiran" piece by piece, leaching out of the gray and faint walls, mottled and cracked the heroic face.

They had just entered the door when they returned to Xiang's house, and as soon as Xiang's mother saw Jiang Xiaomian, she was furious, picked up the broom in the corner of the wall and slapped her hard, without mercy, and scolded in a fierce voice:

", don't come back in the future!"

"Xian Xinchen killed my daughter, I don't allow the people of the Xian family to step into the family!"

……

Jiang Xiaomian watched as the arc of the stick swung staggered in the air, and then Liang hit his back several times with pain. It was the first time she had been beaten like this, and she kept her mouth shut and didn't hide or return, because these were really not worth mentioning compared to the suffering of Xiang Xiyan suffering from the scorching fire in the fire.

Xiang Dongyang couldn't stand it, hugged Jiang Xiaomian, and was beaten on his back. Xiang's mother saw that she had missed a stick and hit her son before she would stop.

At the moment when he pounced, Jiang Xiaomian could clearly feel his stubble pricking his cheek, he didn't say anything to his mother, and the air was cold. He didn't face Jiang Xiaomian squarely, and said coldly:

"Let's go. It's an ominous place. ”

"Well, I'm leaving, Dongyang, take care of your mother and yourself."

Jiang Xiaomian bit her lip, and the blood was drawn into her mouth little by little, and the flesh of the tooth marks turned out on her lower lip. She knew it would be more annoying to stay here any longer, and her eyes immediately turned red as soon as she turned around.

When she returned to Xian's house, Xian's family was also dead and silent, and there was less singing and laughing at the dinner table.

When Father Xian saw Jiang Xiaomian coming back, he seemed to want to open his mouth to ask about Xiang's family, but he closed his mouth again somehow.

I can't ask.

Bai Mu took a few mouthfuls of rice and did not speak.

When Xiaoquan saw Xiaomian coming back, he called, "Sister, it's time to eat."

Jiang Xiaomian shook his head and said, "I've eaten it, you can eat it."

She couldn't eat this meal, she glanced at Xian Xinchen's room when she passed by, she wanted to knock on the door, but through the crack in the door, she saw that the light was extinguished, so she gave up the idea.

It had just darkened, and this was the first time Xian Xinchen had slept so early.

After Jiang Xiaomian woke up the next day, he realized that he had a dream of attending Xiang Xiyan's funeral again last night, which was exactly the same as the dream that day.

The difference is that this time she will not wake up in a panic, and her phone will never ring Xiang Yan's call again.

Instead of an alarm clock that makes people wake up.

Instead of waking up from a dream, I wailed and cried.

None of them knew how the house leaked electricity and caught fire, no one saw how Xiang Xiyan was trapped in the fire, no one could imagine what kind of frightened expression she had before she died, and no one dared to guess whether it was an accident or suicide, or murder?

Because the fire burned it all too clean......

The Xiang family and the Xian family had a conflict because of Xiang Xiyan's death...

To be precise, Xiang Mu hated the Xian family...

Xiang Dongyang is very embarrassed to be caught in the middle...

The Xiang clan was completely defeated in the wind and rain.

At the same time, there is also the construction that has fallen.

Xiang Huo's two families have become a topic of small talk in the business circle, some people sigh, some people laugh, and even more peers are happy!

When Jiang Xiaomian and Jiang Wanguan met again, they met in a drug rehabilitation center.

Jiang Wanguan was the first time she saw her come to visit Li Xiaohuan, in fact, she didn't come specially, if she hadn't taken the bus too much, she didn't want to waste the two yuan, she wouldn't have bothered to come and see.

Haha, Jiang Wanwan doesn't dare to think about it now, it's not a pity to lose two thousand yuan before, but now she is so distressed about money.

However, when she saw her former classmates fall into such a miserable situation, Jiang Wanwan was still very sad.

Li Xiaohuan also has no memory of Jiang Wanguan, whenever she meets a stranger, regardless of her age, the woman is called "sister", and the man is called "you", there is no too special title.

In addition to calling Uncle to Dong Yang.

Li Xiaohuan would stupidly take out a can of lollipops, pick out ten flavors, hold five in each hand, and ask the other party what flavors they like to eat.

Jiang Wanwan smiled lightly and didn't answer, because she didn't like to eat this kind of hard candy very much.

Li Xiaohuan's expression was unhappy when he was rejected, and he took the sugar jar and leaned into Jiang Wanwan's arms, muttering:

"Sister, you pick one! Good no good! ”

"Okay, I'll pick one." She said and searched the sugar jar with her eyes.

"Hey, is it good for you to eat this thorn, this is delicious." Li Xiaohuan took the initiative to take out a lollipop in yellow packaging and handed it to her.

"Thorny?" Jiang Wanguan took it with a smile, it turned out that the "Ma Thorn Slip" lollipop was durian-flavored.

If Li Xiaohuan remembered everything, she would never hand the durian candy to Jiang Wanguan.

Because Jiang Wanwan hates durian very much, but Li Xiaohuan likes to eat it very much. When he was in college, Li Xiaohuan said that durian is an expensive and smelly delicacy. Therefore, on this issue, there must be a disagreement in the same dormitory.

At that time, Jiang Wanwan was glad that Li Xiaohuan's family was poor, otherwise the dormitory would have to smell of durian all the time.

"Huan'er, why do you call it "Ma Thorn Slip"? Jiang Wanguan felt that this name was very concrete.

Huan'er took another lollipop and unpacked it in her mouth, puffed out her cheeks and replied, "I can't tell you, this is the secret of my uncle and me."

Jiang Xiaomian pretended not to care next to him, and the smell of durian rushed into his nose at once, breeding hundreds of durian thorns, and when he breathed into the bottom of his heart, he all pierced into his heart.

Once it was a singing ballad, this time it was candy, and with the pen before, there are really a lot of secrets between them! Jiang Xiaomian thought jealously.

"I'm leaving, Huan'er, I'll come to see you when I have time." Jiang Wanwan stood up and was about to leave, when Huan'er smiled at her and waved goodbye.

Jiang Xiaomian smiled and said, "I'll send it to you."

The long floating cotton wool in Changnan sent away the lushness season after season, whether it was bright red kapok or luxuriant kapok leaves. The cycle of life fills the whole world with the color of sorrow.

When Jiang Xiaomian walked on such a kapok road again, the white cotton wool fell on her black hair, and she had the illusion of being in a dream when she lost her vision, just like the snowflakes in the passing years, they had come to the white head.

Jiang Wanguan is still the same as before, dressed very decently and richly, and the high heels all the way proudly sounded. But those costume jewellery are the latest models of last year's season, and the dull stale color is not as lustrous as the white light of kapok floc.

Jiang Xiaomian walked next to Wanguan, and could smell the rough smell of laundry detergent on her clothes, and there were many fluffy fiber cotton balls on the fabric. It's like a big stain on your clothes, and you've poured a whole packet of laundry detergent and rubbed it hard.

But the garment was washed.

Jiang Xiaomian knew that Jiang Wanguan would rather wear a brand-name clothing with outdated colors and rough lines than accept a new, bright and comfortable stall.

"Jiang Xiaomian, do you know? Huo Kun was sentenced to life imprisonment. ”

Jiang Xiaomian is used to being called by her by name and surname, an unkind and sharp voice, a call that is not cordial or partial.

"I know." Jiang Xiaomian nodded and listened quietly to her continue.

"In the past, my aunt married me to him for the Huo family's property, and the aunt and nephew wanted to become the Huo family's double master flower, haha! No one thought that those two bastards of the Huo family had the same calculation as my aunt! Money eye to money eye, it's really smelly! ”

Jiang Wanguan laughed sarcastically when she said it, as if she was telling someone else's joke.

Jiang Xiaomian felt that sentence was very vivid: Qian Yan to Qian Yan is really stinky.

Coupled with the comments from Jiang Wanguan's mouth, there is nothing more ironic than this.

Jiang Xiaomian snorted, "On the day of the wedding last year, Dongyang's father actually heard Huo Kun and Han Feiran's premeditated plan to do something on Renwang on the spot, so he died of a heart attack." In addition, there are so many lives in construction accidents, and life imprisonment cannot be redeemed. ”

"Hmph..."The other party sneered when he heard this, "I don't have such a righteous heart, I am purely to take revenge on him, so that he will never turn over." ”

Jiang Xiaomian also knew that if Wan Wan took revenge on someone, the means were really "not to be underestimated", "So what story did he have before he went to prison that I didn't know?" ”

Jiang Wanguan said again: "Wonderful, after he was accused by you and put in prison, I handed over the evidence of his drug trafficking to the police, and the scars of domestic violence on my body, all the charges are enough for him, don't forget that he still has a criminal record of five years in prison!" The property that the four people were struggling with was confiscated, and all the dirty money of the Huo family went to a clean place. ”

The last sentence was so sharp, Jiang Wanwan laughed and said it, laughing at everyone in the Huo family.

Jiang Xiaomian also smiled happily, "Then what are you going to do next, if you don't have a good job development, come to Shengxing." ”

As soon as Jiang Wanguan heard this, she stopped and looked at her, and said with a sneer: "It's ridiculous, invite me to Shengxing, aren't you afraid that I will hollow out Shengxing like Han Feiran lurking in the Xiang clan?" You must know that our two families also have a grudge against each other. ”

The words were so true, revealing malice without concealing it at all, Jiang Xiaomian was not surprised or criticized, and the words fell quietly and slowly like cotton wool:

"That's what you want to do, that's right, if you don't say it in your heart, that's really going to do that kind of thing, since you say it openly, I believe you've dispelled this thought."

Jiang Wanguan was seen through at a glance, and in the past, she would pretend to refute, but now she calmly retorted:

"You're too presumptuous, I'm not going to be interested in Sheng Xing. I'm currently working as a lobby manager at a major hotel chain, and I'm going to be promoted soon. ”

"Oh, congratulations."

"Jiang Xiaomian, I always felt that you were very happy in the past, but now I find out that you are a lot worse than me, I am married and divorced, Xiang Xiyan is dead because of Xian Xinchen, and it is difficult for the two families to get married, so you can be his bride in the year of the monkey?"

After Jiang Wanguan finished speaking, she raised her head and opened her mouth to laugh like a witch, because she laughed so hard and arrogantly, the saliva that had been stored in the long words before was pulled into sharp threads between the two rows of teeth.

Jiang Xiaomian turned his head to say something, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the liquid was like poison rushing to his throat, and his vocal cords were so twisted by the poison at that moment that he couldn't make any sound.

She walked away without waiting for Jiang Xiaomian to speak.

The cotton wool that fell in front of me created a blinding field of vision, and all the colors were washed white in an instant. Jiang Xiaomian raised his head, and in the bright sky in the evening, half of the round white moon was reflected in the blue sky, and half was hiding in the white clouds, looking like he was bitten by the white clouds.

When the cloud floated away, Jiang Xiaomian saw clearly that it was originally a lack of moon.

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