Xiang Ye bit his lip, and as if he had made a decision, he turned back into the room.

After a while, she came out again, still holding a pink short-sleeved T-shirt in her hand.

"Use ...... Use this. "Deliver the clothes to the leaves.

I looked up and looked at her in some surprise.

Xiang Yezi's face was slightly red, and he said, "This is my clothes, I just washed them yesterday, and they should be relatively clean." If you use that, it'll get inflamed. Then she realized something again, and hurriedly waved her hand to Storm Handle Qing and said, "I'm not saying that your clothes are dirty, my clothes are, so there will be some bacteria ...... some."

But he sat there without saying a word, as if he hadn't heard anything.

I smiled, tore the dress in half and wrapped it around my waist, and said to her, "Thank you, you're kind." ”

He pursed his lips at the leaves, but did not speak.

Dealing with the wound yourself, a little wasted time.

The three of us stayed in the living room, and there was nothing to talk about, which was somewhat embarrassing.

In fact, the main reason is that Tyranny has always had an iron face, and this guy has almost become silent since he ran away.

Oh no, it should be said that it has been since he came out of the detention center and killed Tang Mengshuo......

The sunlight outside the house was shining through the windows, and I could see the shadows of the light on the ground moving little by little over time.

A moment later. At this time, Xiang Ye slowly stood up and stepped aside. She took a washbasin and picked up all the blood-stained clothes we had changed into earlier. "I'll wash you up." As she spoke, she grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom.

The wounds on his body are basically bleeding anymore. I also got up from my seat, silently walked to the window, and glanced at the scenery outside, but I didn't see the gangsters just now.

After all this time, they must have left, right?

Then I stretched out in the sunlight shining in through the window.

Storm Handle Qing sat on the seat with his arms crossed, glanced at me, and said, "The wounds are all cracked, and you dare to move." ”

I smiled faintly, and then said, "I said, you guy, don't always be so fierce to other girls." ”

Tyrant Qing looked at me again and said, "We are running away now, if we are not careful, we may be dead on the street at any time, you must know in your heart." ”

"Be careful, be careful, but you don't need to look like you're vicious to everyone." I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I remember, weren't you quite gentle with Tang Mengshuo before?" Why is it that now the girl of your dreams collapses, and you become frigid? ”

Tyranny's face changed slightly.

I realized I had talked about his sore spot and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." ”

"Forget it, it's okay." Tyranny said expressionlessly, "I don't care anymore. ”

I smiled bitterly, although he said so, but looking at his appearance, where did he seem to not care?

"That's right." I suddenly remembered something and asked, "I've always wanted to ask you." When did you find out, Tang Mengshuo ......"

Speaking of this, Tyranny's eyes became a little dark. He slowly closed his eyes and spat out something that startled me: "I found out a long time ago." ”

"Found out a long time ago??" I looked at him in amazement.

"Before I knew you." He silently added.

I was taken aback, before knowing me? How can it be?!

My mind recalled the first time I saw Tyrant Qing, he and Tang Mengshuo were in love......

"What about you...... Why ......" I frowned and looked at him in confusion.

"Do you think I've been a fool for so long? Really idiot? Been green for so long and haven't noticed? Tyrant Qing sneered, and then showed a somewhat helpless expression, and said, "I have long found out that she has a leg with Xiong Hei." But I really love her, whether others believe her or not. I didn't trust anyone around me before, including my father, who knew she would do such a thing except her. But I still want to redeem her, I want her to come back by herself, so I am getting better and better with her, trying to impress her, but who would have thought that this woman would become more and more excessive! You want to cooperate with Xiong Hei to kill me! ”

When Tyranny Qing said the last few words, he almost shouted out. He shook his head with red eyes and pain, and then scratched his head twice.

I stared blankly at him. In the past two days of running away with him, he spoke briefly and clearly, this was the most he had ever said, and no one knew how long he had been holding back, as if he was venting the anger in his heart.

"Later I learned that there is no one in this world who can be trusted, except myself." Tyrant Qing slowly raised his head, with a ruthlessness like the tip of a knife in his eyes: "So, I can't help it, I can only choose to kill her, and her adulterer!" She forced me to do this. ”

I looked at him in silence, not knowing what to say.

Storm Handle Qing sat in the seat, his head down, and gasped for breath.

At this time, I suddenly looked behind him.

Xiang Yezi happened to come out of the bathroom at this time, still holding two freshly washed and wrung out clothes and pants in his hands.

Her face turned pale, and her breathing became a little rapid. I don't know how much she heard the conversation we had in front of us, but I was sure that the phrase "I had no choice but to kill her" must have been heard by her.

Xiang Yezi's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't even stand on his feet.

I know she must be terrified, she's just an ordinary girl, where has she ever been in contact with a "murderer" like us?

I stood up with a somewhat complicated expression: "Leaf ......"

Xiang Yezi's body shuddered, reflexively took a step back, and then said quickly: "It's almost noon, there is still some food in the refrigerator at home, I'll help you cook......" She made an excuse and ran into the kitchen.

I just stood there and smiled wryly. I know that the notoriety of our "bad guy" is completely unclear.

At noon, Xiang Ye made us a large table of meals.

Although they are all very cheap dishes, her skills are very good, and she can even compare to the top chefs in some high-end restaurants.

Xiang Yezi gave us a bowl of white rice, but he didn't serve it to eat with us. Maybe she didn't dare, but since she heard our conversations just now, she has been more respectful of us.

I sighed and thought to myself, forget it, let it be.