She thanked the security guards. The attitude has been very calm.

Then he turned to Mrs. Huang and said, "Mom, you all heard it, you can rest assured now, it's really okay." ”

The Huang family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the pain in their hearts actually needed to recuperate, and they didn't have the energy to care about Feng Feng anymore.

Then, Feng Feng stood in place and watched the Huang family's car drive away, it was his uncle who drove the car, and Mr. Huang sat in front. The little aunt and cousin helped Mrs. Huang to sit in the back row and comforted her.

It wasn't until the car completely disappeared from sight that Feng Feng turned his head and looked at the dim sky at dusk, the snowy sky, chaotic, gray, and couldn't see the edge, and he didn't know when such sleet would come to an end.

I'm a sinner!

I am completely sorry for the second elder of the Huang family.

The white-haired people sent the black-haired people, they worked hard to raise a son, and before they could get anything in return, his life was buried in the hands of her Feng Feng.

"I'm a murderer! Huang Hui, I killed you! Blame me for everything! ”

She muttered to herself.

She "went home" step by step in such a darkness, and she didn't know if it was home or not. I opened the door, I didn't turn on the light, and I didn't feel scared. Then, he pushed open the window again and looked at the newly installed protective fence.

Why put a fence on it, she thought?

If there is no security fence and the window is open like this, those people can come in casually and kill themselves, so that the soul can still catch up with Huang Hui's warmth?

The windows were open, and no one came in, only the cold wind blew in in waves.

Ringtones, SMS sounds.

She subconsciously took it out and looked at it, it was a text message from Zhuzhu. Zhuzhu didn't know about this, and she didn't tell Zhuzhu. The closest people in her life, one by one, come and go, stop and go, now, she doesn't want to tell Zhuzhu at all, she is afraid that Zhuzhu will come to comfort - this is a "murderous house", and Zhuzhu can no longer be allowed to set foot in it.

Zhuzhu asked: "Feng Feng, I haven't heard from you for a few days, I left a message on QQ and WeChat, but you didn't reply." How have you been? ”

She replied with a simple "good" and put her phone aside. I didn't even think to wonder, where did this phone come from, and why is it still my own number?

Didn't the phone be snatched away at the beginning?

Could it be that the gangsters have already been caught?

There were all kinds of doubts, but her mind was confused, and she didn't have the heart to think about it at all. Who cares! At this point, I don't care about anything!

She stared at her phone, thinking, will Huang Hui call after a while?

For a long time, the phone did not move.

I only vaguely knew that Huang Hui really wouldn't call again.

Obviously just before the blink of an eye, the two of them had hugged and kissed in this room, why did they never see anyone again in an instant?

Is that the separation between life and death?

The terrible thing about death is that we will never see the person we want to see?

Can't we talk to each other anymore, smile, hold hands, and care for each other?

It is obviously a peaceful and prosperous era, and the murder and violence have only been seen in newspapers and magazines, how can they come to themselves? They just want to steal the mysterious "remote control", why did it develop to the point of blatant murder?

Even with a "remote control", who would be stupid enough to carry it with them? Hasn't it always been safe to go outside? Why isn't it safe to stay at home?