Through the mottling of time, leaving an indelible wound.

Zhao Sheng rubbed his hands, the back of his hand with vertical and horizontal lines was longitudinal, and the green tendons were protruding.

"What happened that day is impossible to know. Everything I learned last was what Jiaying told me. At about half past four in the afternoon, she called me, her voice trembling, and her whole person was in great terror. She cried and cried, 'I killed someone, I killed your wife.'" What to do? What am I going to do? There was a child's cry on the other end of the line. ”

"I thought a lot in an instant, I can't panic at this time, Jiaying can't be okay, she is a kind girl who is afraid of stepping on ants when she walks. I sedate her, I'll go to her, and I'll take care of everything. ”

"About forty minutes later, I arrived at her house and saw my wife lying in a pool of blood with a fruit knife stuck in her chest. Jiaying's face was covered with tears, pale and miserable, and her hands and body were covered with blood, and she sat limply on the cold floor tiles. Little Daisy in the cradle was probably tired of crying and fell asleep. ”

Zhao Sheng closed his eyes, probably this past would also make him feel embarrassed.

He stepped forward and hugged the girl he loved the most. She was grasping at a straw, her nails digging into his skin.

"Brother Sheng, I don't want to kill her, I don't want to."

"I don't know...... How did she find here, I sent my aunt away, wanting to talk to her calmly. I'm already married, why won't you let me go? Why? ”

Zhao Sheng was full of self-blame, in the final analysis, what was wrong with Jiaying? He patted her on the back and gave her a reassurance, "I'm sorry, Jiaying, it's all my fault, I'll take care of it." Even if it goes to jail, it's going to be me. ”

Time is slipping away, and every second counts now. Zhao Sheng must deal with everything in the shortest possible time, and must not let Jiaying be hurt in the slightest.

The word prison stung Ji Jiaying's eardrums, and she wiped her tears indiscriminately, she still had an old love for Zhao Sheng. "I killed the person, it has nothing to do with you, I will turn myself in, maybe I will be given a lenient sentence."

Zhao Sheng stopped her. "Are you crazy? If you go in, what will happen to your daughter? Listen to Jiaying, tell me now, how did you kill her by mistake? ”

Ji Jiaying looked at him in a daze, and then looked at the baby in swaddling clothes. "She scolded me, called me a vixen, ruined her marriage and happiness, and caused her to get divorced. She also said that my children are wild seeds. I told her that my daughter's surname was Snow and that it had nothing to do with you. But she didn't believe it, and she ...... With a fruit knife, she was going to hurt my child. ”

In the living room of the Xue family, there is a coffee table, and there is a fruit bowl on the coffee table.

People say that women are weak, but mothers are strong. When Mrs. Zhao wanted to hurt Xiao Daidai, Jia Ying burst out with unprecedented life potential, she snatched a knife and stabbed Mrs. Zhao in the chest.

Zhao Sheng leaned down, squatted in front of his wife, and re-grasped the handle of the fruit knife with his right hand. "Jiaying, you remember, she committed suicide because she was dissatisfied with my divorce, felt that life was hopeless and boring, and had nothing to do with you."

He simulated the angle of suicide and made up for it.

Then he picked up Jiaying and took her to the bathroom to rinse the bloodstains. "Jiaying, what about the snow year? When will he come back? ”

Jia Ying was like in a dream. He ...... He went to the Garment City. If it's early, it'll be there at half-past six. ”

Zhao Sheng held Jiaying's hand with a solemn expression, "Jiaying, this matter can't be hidden from your husband, I have to transport the body out after nightfall, and I can't do it without his help." So, we have to be honest with him. If he is willing to help me, this is a suicide. If not, I will bear all the punishment. Go ahead and change into clean clothes. ”

Zhao Sheng began to clean up the scene, and with all the ingenuity of his life, he covered up all the traces that could be covered.

After everything was done, he dialed the phone number of the clothing city where Xue Jingnian was located.

For the sake of the woman they love together, Xue Jingnian chose the same approach as Zhao Sheng, and made up for the loopholes in Zhao Sheng's speech and behavior, and contributed considerable intellectual responsibility.

Zhao Sheng informed his ex-wife's parents that they were out of town and had come over at least three days later. He showed a repentant side and gave high compensation to his father-in-law. The old man only thought that his daughter was not blessed to enjoy, took the money, buried it, and left.

At that time, Zhao Jiequn already had a memory, but he was very dissatisfied with his father, but what could a small child do?

omitted the knife to make up for it, and Zhao Sheng told the past and the plate.

"Yunchao, I thought it was the end of the matter. I didn't appear in Jiaying's life again, love itself is letting go and fulfilling, isn't it? But I never thought that this was just the beginning of a nightmare. Jiaying was under tremendous pressure and had several mental breakdowns. In our current words, she suffered from major depression and schizophrenia, and even committed suicide more than once. Xue Jingnian was helpless, and he found me. ”