"Ahh Yes! ”

Stimulated by the yin qi, Lao Wei's mother screamed wildly.

She saw a half-rotten, white arm sticking out of the trash can, twisting like a snake and stretching longer and longer.

Immediately after, a face with black threads sewn into the trash can was revealed.

After that, the neck......

After that, the upper body......

After that comes the leg ......

Her son crawled out of the trash can and crawled slowly and twisted towards her!

His crawling movements were very eerie, with a gagging stench.

Like a puppet whose limbs have been broken and attached, twisted on the ground like a snake, its whole body clinging to the ground, its limbs twisted into creepy shapes, its neck extended, its face raised—

When he fell from a high altitude, his jaw had long been dislocated, and he could only be fixed with nails, and his tongue hung down......

Little by little, he squirmed forward, dragging a trail of blood on the ground, mixed with white crumbs......

She let out a terrible scream, and he crawled towards his mother.

"Nope! It's not my son! ”

She screamed, stumbling backwards with her hands and feet, slamming into the cold marble veneer of the dormitory building, unable to breathe out of absolute fear......

"This is not my son!"

She murmured, dilated pupils and a murderous look in her eyes.

Seeing the tragic appearance of Lao Wei's mother, the students of Huaqing University were also frightened.

They called the school doctor and comforted each other at the same time: "Auntie must miss her son too much, and when she thinks about the past, she is insane!" ”

"Yes, yes!"

The others echoed one after another, although they were all thinking about the same thing in their hearts: seeing her excited to the point of insanity, could it be that Lao Wei's death was really inseparable from his own mother?!

Ye Yi also comforted Yu Yingying and said, "It's not your fault. ”

"But Lao Wei is dead...... He's dead...... If I had been more tolerant of him and hadn't broken up with him, he might not have ......."

Yu Yingying felt very guilty in her heart.

"If you don't break up, the one who dies is likely to be you!" Ye Yi said categorically, "He is not worthy of you, he is still a scumbag!" With him, sooner or later you can't help but break up! ”

“…… Truly...... You're right, but he ......"

Yu Yingying still felt a little uncomfortable.

Ye Yi patted her on the shoulder: "In life, you always have to go through some things. Lao Wei's suicide was caused by his own character, you should look away! ”

"Well, I've seen a lot."

Yu Yingying wiped her tears and said, "Classmate Ye, thank you!" It's my greatest blessing to be friends with you. ”

Ye Yi glanced at Lao Wei's mother, who was surrounded by the school doctor and security guards not far away, and whispered, "Let's go." ”

Yu Yingying never knew that Ye Yi hated Lao Wei's mother, because this shrew who had no bottom line to defend her scumbag son reminded her of Shen Manwen!

……

……

Lao Wei's death was like throwing a pebble into the sea, causing a little wave, and then disappeared, and the students of Huaqing University continued to go to school when they should have gone to school, worked when they should have worked, and discussed interview strategies on the campus forum when they should have applied for jobs.

The days slipped by calmly, and soon it was the day before the birthday of the old man of the Hu family.

Yi Qiuling was so nervous that she couldn't breathe.

This is the first time she has organized a birthday banquet for the old man as the quasi-granddaughter-in-law of the Hu family, although the preparations have begun as early as half a year ago, but the day before the birthday banquet, she will still be so nervous that she can't breathe.

"I wasn't so nervous on the day Qixia Group went public," Yi Qiuling said to her fiancé, "You said I'm going to be tomorrow-"

"Don't worry, you're the best!"

Hu Junsheng encouraged Yi Qiuling.

Yi Qiuling nodded uneasily, her eyelids had been beating hard recently.

……

……

The birthday banquet of the old man of the Hu family is a major event in the entire Beijing circle.

As soon as the day dawned, the alley where the Hu family's courtyard was located was already under full martial law, and the cars were parked outside the alley, and the distinguished guests who came with the post poured into the Hu family with gifts with a smile, and the report office sounded exclamations from time to time!

"Director Liu! Why are you here! ”

"Oh, Minister Zhang, aren't you here too!"

"Congratulations to the old man on his birthday...... Haha......"

……

The lively greetings made the old man of the Hu family's face red, but what really moved the old man was some simple figures sandwiched among the distinguished guests.

They are all his old comrades-in-arms and the descendants of his old comrades-in-arms!

Seeing the old man, the old man had mixed feelings, and tears flowed down his eyes: "Jun Sheng, how can you find them all!" ”

"It was Qiu Ling's idea, she knew that grandpa, you have been thinking about your old comrades-in-arms, and specially sent people to find ...... all over the country."

Hu Junsheng said good things for his fiancée.

The old man of the Hu family glanced at Yi Qiuling, who was standing beside his grandson in a crimson peony cheongsam, and smiled politely.

"Miss Yi has put her heart into it."

When Yi Qiuling heard this "Miss Yi", she was so angry that she was about to vomit out the sour water.

But in front of the old man, she had to pretend not to care, and said, "Grandpa likes it." ”

"I like your arrangement this time! I hope there won't be any more mistakes like the Burmese! ”

Old Man Hu said coldly, and with the support of his granddaughters Hu Ning and Hu Lan, he began to look for Long Jingli and Ye Yi in the crowd.

Yi Qiuling's heart was even more unpleasant.

Hu Junsheng comforted her and said: "Everyone sees your efforts!" Trust me, one day he'll accept you! ”

"But what if they ...... The old man still hates the misunderstanding of the Burmese people...... I'm afraid of me...... I can't wait for ......."

Yi Qiuling bit her lip and made a gesture of grievance.

Hu Junsheng whispered: "I believe in you!" Even if they don't accept you, I'll marry you! ”

"The ...... of military victory"

Yi Qiuling was about to shed tears of emotion, but at this moment she heard a low gasp from the crowd.

"It's beautiful! Which little girl is this, who looks so peugeot! ”

"How could such a good girl be harmed by that kid who salutes Long!"

"Wait a minute, Zhan Shao is also here! Could it be that she is—"

……

The sound of rustling came into Yi Qiuling's ears, and she raised her head and saw that the originally crowded crowd spontaneously branched out a way and let two men and a woman walk in.

The man walking to the left of the woman, dressed in a white tuxedo and with a peach blossom smile on his romantic face, is the most coquettish dragon salute among the four young men in the capital, he is almost always with women, and today is no exception.

It's just that the woman walking beside him today is a little unusual.

She was very young and beautiful, so beautiful that even if men had seen her face, they could not imagine how beautiful this woman's face must be.

Her skin is as delicate as mutton fat jade, and she wears a white skirt, with inky green silk coiled into a bun, revealing a swan-like delicate neck, and her eyes follow her lines, which will make people breathe heavy......

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