After scrubbing the corpse, Luo Jingwei put on a set of clean pajamas for the corpse, and when he changed clothes, he deliberately found a collar to cover the wounds on the corpse's neck, so he changed his clothes and put all the dirty clothes in the washing machine to wash, in order to wash the blood on it, he almost poured in half a pack of laundry detergent. He was busy like a spinning top, washed his clothes, and went into the back room again, and when he touched the corpse's hand, the cold touch made him shiver in the heat of summer.

So he immediately turned around, rummaged in the closet, looked for it, and said in his mouth: "I'm sorry, Huixin, I forgot that you were afraid of the cold, and let you sit on this cold chair and wait for me, so that you can freeze like this." ”

As he spoke, he continued to rummage through the closet, and after a while, he pulled out a brand new electric blanket.

Luo Jingwei spread the electric blanket on the bed, plugged it in, and then put the body on the bed.

He carefully smoothed the corpse's hair scattered on the pillow, and covered the corners of the quilt before going out to finish the last trifles.

Looking at the corpse lying on the bed, tightly covered by Luo Jingwei, I was in a state of disbelief the whole time, however, what made me even more unbelievable was still to come.

After Luo Jingwei packed up the washed clothes, he cleaned up the house inside and out, especially carefully mopping the blood stains with a mop, and then washing the mop again before lying on the bed, and sleeping until the second half of the night, Luo Jingwei woke up from the heat, so he reached out and touched the hand of the corpse, and it was still cold when he touched it, and said sadly: "You refuse to warm up, is it because your love for me has disappeared?" ”

Then, Luo Jingwei picked up the bottle of extremely tenacious pesticides, and with a strange and gentle expression, he fed it into the corpse's mouth with a small spoon one bite at a time.

He said: "Huixin, I can't die yet, you want your child to keep the future, this is the last thing I can do for you......" At the end, Luo Jingwei's voice was almost inaudible.

After speaking, his eyes were empty at the body that had grown corpse spots, and he was stunned and miserable, like a puppet, as if there were tears in his eye sockets, but they never fell.

Early the next morning, Luo Jingwei called two children who were going to school in other places to come back.

Two hours later, ......there was a knock on the door, Luo Jingwei was not in a hurry when he heard the knock, he gently put the body in his arms and lay on the bed, covered the quilt, took the key, and locked the door of the inner room before opening the door of the outhouse.

I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl standing outside the door, the girl was not tall, she looked like she was almost one meter six, she looked upright, between her eyebrows and eyes, there was a bit of Chen Xian's taste when she was young, she tied a ponytail, wore two earrings on one ear, dressed simply, wore a short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of flare-shaped light-colored jeans on the bottom, and a floral cloth schoolbag on her back; Behind the girl was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, tall, dressed similar to the girl in front, also a white T-shirt and a pair of straight-leg jeans.

"Dad!" The two shouted in unison.

Seeing the two of them, Luo Jingwei, who was originally expressionless, instantly changed to a confused and sad expression, and said: "Qiong Lan, Dai Yi, come and sit down first, I have something to tell you." ”

The two followed Luo Jingwei into the room with a blank face, and when Luo Jingwei sat on the wooden sofa, they each touched a small plastic bench and sat in front of Luo Jingwei.

Luo Jingwei took out a cigarette from the Huangguoshu brand and lit it, took a sharp puff, took the cigarette in his hand and hung it down, and said: "Yesterday, I had a quarrel with your mother, and the quarrel was very bad, and I regret it very much." ”

The two don't seem to know what their father means, maybe it's not strange for their parents to quarrel, and they don't usually see much reaction from their father.

Luo Jingwei suddenly slapped himself in the face, and then immediately said: "I'm really sorry for her, after we quarreled, she wanted to drink medicine, so I went to stop her, but when I stopped it, we quarreled again, and we did it, my subordinates were not serious, this carelessness will kill your mother."

Now, I'm about to go to your mother's life, but I can't rest assured that the two of you will depend on each other and take care of each other in the future.

In the next semester, if you drop out of school, you may be able to earn your own money to support yourself, but your father is incompetent, and this house is also a staff dormitory allocated by the school.

Poor child, your mother can't let you go until she dies, and I'm sorry for you, but unfortunately I don't have a chance to make amends. ”

After he finished speaking, his sad face did not look like a fake, his face was pale, and his eyes were red.

"Dad, you're lying to me, aren't you, what about my mom?" Luo Qionglan said anxiously, her face was ugly, as if she was about to cry.

The young man next to him was also pale, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Dad, how many people know about this now?" Did my mother drink the medicine at that time? ”

After listening to his son Luo Daiyi's words, Luo Jingwei showed a look of surprise, and seemed to recall it carefully: "There was no one to come to the school during the summer vacation, and Teacher Gao also returned to his hometown, so no one knew about it, and no one knew that your mother was gone; At that time, I didn't know if she drank this medicine or not, I saw her holding the bottle to her mouth, so I grabbed it with her, that is, when I grabbed it, I had a quarrel with your mother. ”

Hearing the words of her brother and father, Luo Qionglan also quieted down at this time, her face was sad and scared, but there seemed to be something else.

Luo Daiyi's face was not as sad as his sister Luo Qionglan, he thought for a while and said: "Dad, when you tell the outside world, you will say that the two of you are quarrelling, and my mother will drink the medicine by herself when she is angry, so you don't have to go to jail." ”

After hearing this, her younger sister Luo Qionglan first opened her mouth in surprise, then nodded and echoed Luo Daiyi's words and said: "Yes, Dad, you see that we have no mother now, we can't be without a father anymore, otherwise how can my brother and I live, my mother loved us so much when she was alive, and she was so willing to let us suffer." ”

Luo Jingwei looked at the pair of children in front of him in disbelief, his eyes were sad and pitying, and after a while, he nodded and said: "It's me who is sorry for your mother, but it can only be like this, I can only raise you well, let you complete your studies, and see you start a family, so that you can be worthy of your mother, after all, what she used to think about was your study and school." ”

After the three reached a consensus, Luo Dai also went out to set off a cannon, showing that someone in the family had died, Luo Qionglan burned paper at home, and Luo Jingwei went out to find a coffin.

After the family came, Chen Xian's body was still lying on the bed, clean and neat, and when she saw that there was still half a bottle of pesticide on the bedside table next to her, most people believed that Chen Xian committed suicide by drinking medicine. Not long after, the news of Goya's suicide spread, and the Public Security Bureau also came to routinely understand the situation.

In the face of the results of the understanding of the word, they didn't care about the injuries on the corpse in time, not to mention that the Luo family not only made it clear that the husband and wife quarreled first, but even made it work, so it is not surprising that there were some injuries.

It's just a routine questioning and then he leaves, but the neighbors later, some of them have looked at the corpse carefully, and maybe some of them have seen something, but they don't want to be the first bird.

It's just a person you know, and if you die, you're dead, and it's more important to be alive.

Chen Xian's death is over here, but I still don't feel very comfortable in my heart.

This is the life of this woman.

It is said that the prodigal son will not change his money when he turns back, but I think that even if a prodigal son sincerely repents, can the debts he owed before and the mistakes he made be written off? If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?