Today is the seventh day of Wen Qing's death, and the man just held her body for seven days, without eating, drinking, or sleeping.

If he hadn't touched the cheek of the woman in his arms from time to time, perhaps no one would have thought he was still alive.

His eyes were wooden and hollow, as if all brilliance had been lost.

The man chuckled lowly, "Baby, are you just leaving?" ”

You don't take anything with you, because you don't have any nostalgia for everything here?

If so, I'm going to be angry.

Do you know that you left something important?

You—left me behind.

Today is your first seven, will you come back to pick it up?

It doesn't matter if you don't come back, let me go to you, whether it's heaven or hell, I'll find you.

With a "snap" sound.

The room suddenly lit up, Xiao Liu entered the door lightly, and the scene in front of him was like a walking corpse in front of him, Ye Yimo was holding the corpse that had lost its temperature and whispering, he let out a long sigh, "Mr. Ye, please mourn." ”

However, the man did not give the slightest response.

Xiao Liu raised his left foot slightly, and just took a few steps forward.

"Get out."

The man holding the corpse spoke lightly, his tone like the snow in December, cold and biting, without any temperature.

After the voice fell, the temperature in the room seemed to drop by several degrees.

Xiao Liu silently retracted his feet and did not dare to move forward.

Ye Yi Mo is gone, as if... Lost the whole world.

Xiao Liu knows very well the man's love for Mu Qingwan, the kind of love that is deep to the bottom of his bones.

He thought that a man loved her more than his own life.

Sometimes Xiao Liu himself will be very puzzled, is there really such a dedicated and deep love in today's era?

Of course, there are.

Vary.

Some people are like that, once they fall in love, they don't betray.

Once they fall in love, even if they die, they will not forget.

Because from the beginning of love, you are him, he is you, how to give up.

Coincidentally, they are one of those people.

The man did not eat, drink, or sleep for seven days and seven nights, and he would soon be able to go to her.

The man is Ye Yimo, only seven days, but he has become withered, pale, and completely devoid of his previous spirit.

He was an moody man, and nothing could make him look panicked, and he was born that way.

He is a hunter who suffers a loss but does not change his face, he slowly casts his net until the prey is lured into the cage, and then he tears it apart so hard that they are worse than dead.

However, the man in front of him now made Xiao Liu a little unbelievable that this was Ye Yimo.

He boldly stepped forward and patted the man's shoulder gently, "Mr. Ye, Miss let you live well, but now you are living like this, aren't you afraid that she will be sad when she sees it in the sky?" ”

The words fell.

Ye Yimo didn't even tremble his eyelashes, he didn't seem to hear what Xiao Liu said, his eyes stared at the woman in his arms vacantly, as if he was immersed in his own world, "It's almost 12 o'clock, why haven't you come back yet." Baby, I'm really going to be angry if you don't come back..."It was only when he talked to Wen Qingwan that his voice was gentle, so gentle that people couldn't help but want to hug and get closer.

Seeing that the man in front of him didn't care about him, Xiao Liu couldn't help but increase his tone, "Do you want Miss to die in vain like this?" Mr. Ye, you will really die if you continue like this. Think about it, you are dead, but the person who killed the young lady is still alive and well. Are you really willing? ”

These words seemed to have entered Ye Yimo's ears, and his dead eyes finally moved slightly.

"Where are the people now?" He asked softly, because there was no water in the air, and his voice had become dry and hoarse, and his voice was a little unpleasant.

And save!

Xiao Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly replied: "After she killed Miss, she was locked up by several brothers, and now she is in an underground prison." ”

Ye Yimo moved his tightly tied arms, slowly put the corpse that had been in his arms back on the bed, and carefully twisted the quilt for her.

He leaned over and dropped a kiss between his foreheads, and said softly in her ear: "Baby, you sleep for a while, I have to leave beforehand, I won't be delayed for a long time, well, I'll be back soon, obedient, don't run around, you know?" ”

The tone was very gentle, but it made Xiao Liu feel creepy.

Although Ye Yimo cheered up, he still didn't eat the slightest food, and he went directly to the underground prison.

Xiao Liu did not follow, but he heard several brothers say that they heard the women's screams every day, which made them a little afraid.

Ye Yimo spent three days in the underground prison, wearing gloves and dissecting tools in his hands.

Unconsciously caught a glimpse of the woman lying on the table, and he laughed with satisfaction.

The laughter grew louder and louder, so loud that it could be heard for miles outside the entire factory.

The woman on the table had been hollowed out except for her head, which was intact.

The ground is covered with organs, including hearts, intestines, kidneys, etc., which have been cut into a mess by knives.

The room was bloody.

Ye Yimo looked at his masterpiece and suppressed his smile.

Wrong... Wrong...

There should be one more thing.

Right... Brain! Brain!

Thinking about it, the knife and fork slowly stretched out towards the woman's head.

——

Three more days passed, and no one knew what was really going on inside.

Xiao Liu immediately noticed that something was wrong, as soon as he ran to the underground prison, he saw two pale-faced bodyguards coming out carrying a bulging sack, they were pale, and finally couldn't hold back, and vomited directly.

Xiao Liu took a few steps back in disgust, and then ran quickly to the room.

The room was a little dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the air was filled with a rotten smell, which was extremely unpleasant.

Xiao Liu covered his nose and walked in, and called, "Night boss? Nightclub? ”

His footsteps were suddenly sidelined, Xiao Liu suddenly stopped, and he looked at the ground.

Nightclub!

"Nighttime!"

The person on the ground did not answer, his face was very peaceful, obviously he looked asleep, but when Xiao Liu put his finger to the tip of his nose, he could no longer feel his breathing.

Ye Yimo died, and no one knew how he died.

He still had a note in his hand before he died

- Bang Bang, I'm coming for you.