"I'm already so miserable, why don't you even believe me?"

Jiang Wei looked away, pressed down the complexity in his eyes, and said with some difficulty, "Qianxue, you...... Turn yourself in! ”

Surrender?

What is she?

Jiang Qianxue's red eyes instantly widened to the extreme, full of shock and disbelief.

Mrs. Jiang suddenly pounced and shouted, "Jiang Wei, are you crazy?" It was Jiang Nuan who committed the crime, not Qianxue, why did Qianxue turn herself in? Jiang Nuan, that little brute, what kind of ecstasy soup did she pour you to make you so cruel to your sister? ”

Jiang Qianxue cried bitterly, her weak voice was more sharp, full of accusations, "Brother, I am your dearest sister, would you rather believe Jiang Nuan than believe me?" ”

Jiang Wei's face turned pale, and he shouted angrily, "Enough!" ”

He had never been so angry, and Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Qianxue were a little frightened for a while.

Jiang Wei stared at Jiang Qianxue's eyes tightly, "Qianxue, when Jiang Nuan said the meaning of "death and life", didn't you think of anything? ”

Jiang Qianxue said like crazy, "'Death and Life' was painted by me, not by Jiang Nuan!" Jiang Wei, I am your sister, how can you do this to me? ”

Jiang Wei looked at her eyes, really, without the slightest weakness and fear.

His face became gloomy like never before, and the blue tendons on his forehead popped out.

This blood-colored shadow of the past tormented him and Jiang Nuan.

Jiang Qianxue, as the party concerned, has long forgotten everything......

A human life, in her opinion, is so cheap?

Jiang Wei looked at Jiang Qianxue, and his tone was fierce for the first time, "Jiang Qianxue, have you forgotten what you did when you were ten years old?" ”

10 years old......

Dead and alive......

Pregnant woman who died in the snow......

The blood on Jiang Qianxue's face faded in an instant and became pale.

Mrs. Jiang's eyes were in a trance, and she suddenly remembered that Jiang Qianxue was ten years old, and Jiang Nuan ran back to her late at night, crying and running back to say something to her.

Her face also changed completely in an instant.

……

Rental house.

Jiang Nuan sat in Li Xichen's arms, smiled sweetly, and explained all the things he had done these days.

No matter how big or small, I didn't even let go of what clothes I wore or what I ate.

After she finished speaking, she hugged Li Xichen's slender neck, and her thin white legs swayed playfully in mid-air.

"Li Xichen, what have you done in the past few days?"

Li Xichen kissed her lips, "Deal with some boring business." ”

Jiang Nuan took a "whimper", bit the cake he handed to his mouth, and no longer asked Li Xichen about his business.

"Li Xichen, I know that doing this may cause trouble, but I ......"

She lowered her eyelashes and whispered, "I can't forget." ”

Li Xichen stared at her delicate and gloomy eyebrows.

Jiang Nuan was only nine years old at the time, a nine-year-old girl, when she saw Jiang Qianxue kill a person, she would definitely tell her "mother".

According to Jiang Nuan's kind and upright heart, she would rather be condemned by her conscience for so many years, and she didn't say a word.

Mrs. Jiang back then, in order to help Jiang Qianxue cover up this crime, may have done a very cruel thing to Xiao Jiang Nuan, who was an insider.

She couldn't say it, and she couldn't forget it, at the age of nine, she could only cry and draw "life and death" for the mother and son......

Li Xichen's lips were pressed against her delicate neck, and her voice was gentle as if she were an illusion, "That old woman, what did you do to you back then?" ”