Chapter 337: Jin Jie Jindi 5
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The hidden window opened, and the breeze blew in, bringing a chill, blowing on the gauze of the opaque compartment, and creating a ripple, so that it looked as soft as silk.
Lin Xie watched as the thin boy heard the word Jindi, and his body immediately reacted, jumped to the window, and gently pushed the window open.....
Damn, what's going on!
There was a human head on the cloth... The figure was excited, hesitant, and couldn't help it, magnifying... From blurry to clear, along with it, it crawled in... Jumping on the table neatly, there was still water condensation on the sand and gravel falling on the desk, and the golden flute... The man, with wet hair, looked like he hadn't cut his hair for a year, maybe longer, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only a pair of dark and bright eyes came out, smiling into a docile crescent shape, hidden deep in the end of his hair
"Sister, sister......"
And the summer a year ago, the hot and terrible, impatient, and painful summer to recall, the golden flute who was playing alone on the shore, except that he was a little bigger,
It's like the gauze in the dark night being blown by the wind with silk, then the two of them are also at this moment.
Same.
Jin Jie thinks that Jindi is not dead, perhaps he has fallen into some apocryphal artistic conception.
And the skinny boy naturally assumed that he was Jindi who soaked in the water! Sneaky, became Jindi......
Jin Jie hugged the fake Jindi, and the two of them snuggled for a while, maybe longer, and Lin Xie watched them strangely rely on each other.
The sound of stomping on the floor sounded outside the door, and as soon as Jin Jie's eyes opened, she stood up.
Lin Xie and the thin boy saw Jin Jie indifferently walking to the toilet and pushing her mother.
That's right, very hard, very persistently, her mother's head fell hard against the wall, and without even a shout, her body, which had just conceived a new brother, was unresponsive......
Lin Xie didn't know what expression to use, but the thin boy was much calmer than him, on the contrary, he was a little happy.
I saw her expressionlessly use her fingers to confirm her breathing, her face changed, and she was calm before, like two completely different people, for example, she was sitting on the ground crying at this time, fragile and unspeakable.
The thin boy walked over and sat down beside her, leaning on her shoulder, and looking softly at the blue marks on her back that had been smoked by her grandmother with rattan, leaving water on the ground, his footprints, and traces of his coming.
In the next scene, Jin Jie's grandmother couldn't bear it anymore and died out of breath.
The death of Jin Jie's mother, defined as murder, was nowhere to be found......
Only Jin Jie and Jin Driver were left in the whole family.
Skinny boy, water ghost obsession? How to describe him, it is better to call him a fake Jindi.
The whole world seems to have only Lin Xie, who is out of the way, and Jin Jie, who is still lying to his brother alive, and fake Jindi knows about the murder of this family, and the death of all family members is directly related to this beautiful Jin Jie.
What Lin Xie means is that the golden driver is also as ridiculous as a dead man, he has experienced the death of his baby son, the death of his pregnant wife, and his own mother left because he couldn't stand the pain, he watched his daughter almost demented addiction and the death of his younger brother, then he is also like her, I believe that the family is still alive, but in the end, it is all crazy self-comfort.
Lin Xie saw with his own eyes that they still maintained an almost terrible and absurd sister-brother relationship, and then Jin Jie was promoted to the newspaper because of the death of his bizarre family, and became a poor and beautiful girl who became a household name.
As soon as the picture turned, Lin Xie saw a thin back of Xiao Suo, hiding behind a bush and peeking.
"Today after school early, when I got home, my grandmother beat me with a rattan, saying that I killed Xiaodi, I told him that my brother was not dead, saying that she hit harder, my parents are coming back, she asked me to wear long sleeves to block the injured place"
"Xiaodi came back late in the evening, he looks taller today, I asked him to say hello to his parents, he leaned on my lap and smiled sister, sister, he still only calls sister, obviously he is bigger than me, this naughty bad boy"
"He still likes water, river water, every time he comes, he is full of water, I am afraid that he will catch a cold, so I will hold him tightly."
"Everyone doesn't believe me, but only I know that Xiaodi has always been by my side to accompany me, maybe he didn't come back just to hope that his family would give me more love, but no."
"I'm afraid that my grandmother will continue to beat me with rattan, so I can only come home late from school, and when my parents are there, my grandmother won't beat me."
"I hope that one day I can wear a beautiful long dress and a beautiful hairpin on my head, so that I can grow up quickly and not be beaten and ridiculed by my classmates."
"I only have a younger brother, I love my younger brother"
......
An old policeman, a young policeman, was flipping through Jin Jie's diary with a few pages missing, Lin Xie could ignore the spatial collision in this perspective, and he just crossed his arms and looked at the side, frowning deeply, and the wrinkles on his forehead could be stuffed into the bird's nest.
I have to say that these words, which seem to outsiders to be absolutely neurological problems, are the most direct way for her to eliminate her suspicions.
And it's a person who sees these words and will suspect the fake brother who suddenly appeared.
Obviously, they have spent a long time snuggling up to each other for warmth! No way!
If such a young beautiful girl has such a deep scheming, it is really scary to think about.
There are some other scattered daily routines, each sentence is very short, the handwriting is beautiful and beautiful, and after reading it for almost half an hour, the young policeman folds up the information he finds useful. The expression was extremely exciting, wrinkling his face for a while, where he wrinkled, and where he was happy for a while, which made the old policeman on the side scratch his head.
"I didn't expect it, there is also domestic violence in this family, I have heard of this old man, he doesn't interact with the old woman in the neighborhood on weekdays, and he spends most of his time at home after the death of his grandson, I can't see it, I can't see it." The old policeman sighed
"Oh my God, do you think that's the point? Golden Flute! How could the golden flute, who drowned last summer, appear in the diary so physically... It can't be—" The young policeman looked at him with horror on his face.
"Won't anything? You say? Ghosts, my God, really, there really will be ghosts, I'll tell you. ”
"you! How can a policeman believe in gods and demons, I really don't know how to say hello to you, I strongly doubt it..."
As she spoke, the door was pushed open, and in came a woman with red glasses, bright red lip gloss, thinly dressed, and very mean at first glance, she came in, holding a satchel in her hand, and patting the dust that could not be seen in the air with her other hand very exaggeratedly, making it look like a dirty lady, followed by the quiet Jin Jie.
The old policeman was observing the dress of this mean woman, wearing this dress, the flesh in her stomach was about to pop out, wasn't it uncomfortable.