Chapter 18: Confused Memory

I rubbed my eyes vigorously, I couldn't be mistaken, could I? This man would have such emotions? If I'm not mistaken, the eyes are obviously missing someone, right?

I said why Shang Xiaowen was such a big beauty there, but he was not moved at all, it turned out that he had already belonged to his heart!

Yutai Weiji calmed down, calmed down his impetuous emotions, and then asked, "How is the death method this time... Whether... Same as the previous ones?"

The black shadow replied neatly: "Yes, the subordinates have carefully examined it, and the corpses are all intact, without any wounds, just... It's just that the heart disappeared out of thin air! When the people who were watching realized that something was wrong, their bodies were still breathing, but... It's too late. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Speaking of this, a strong violence suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Tai Wei Division, and his fists slammed into the desk, and the desktop immediately fell into a large piece, his fists were tightly clasped on the table, I clearly watched his fingers tremble with the excitement of emotion, even if I was a bystander, I was so angry and sad that my heart was beating wildly, the hatred in the eyes of the Tai Wei Si made his face look hideous and distorted, he couldn't help but sweep all the things on the table to the ground, and overturned the table in front of him, and the man kneeling in front of the table did not dare to avoid it, so he could only endure the pain of those things smashing against him and did not dare to squeak。

I looked at the already crazy man in front of me with a sense of fear in my heart, I couldn't imagine that the usually uninhibited man would have such a hysterical moment.

The whole body of the company was trembling, and the wound on his hand that was scratched by the wooden thorns began to flow red blood, and as his tense body rose and fell, those faintly visible green veins and veins seemed to burst out, and the black hair that was tied up at will on weekdays was now mixed with something that I didn't know whether it was sweat or tears, looking messy and decadent!

I can't imagine what painful memories it is that makes this man so extreme when he thinks about it! This person, this person in the depths of his memory, must have an extremely important place in his heart? I can't help but think so.

With his head down, he asked in a hoarse voice, "How did the investigation of the matter that you asked you to investigate last time go?"

The man replied quickly: " Miss Shang embroidered the screen in the boudoir this morning, and walked around the back garden for half an hour in the afternoon, and then Miss Longyu arrived at the Shang Mansion according to our plan, everything went smoothly, Miss Shang did seriously ask Miss Longyu about the affairs of the Eastern Capital Shuangyue, Miss Longyu also told her our information, but Miss Shang only stayed for a while and asked Miss Longyu to leave, and then she never came out after returning to the room, and the dinner sent by the slave was not sent in, the door was locked, and the roof was monitored by the people of the Shangtian Dart Bureau, and the subordinates were incompetent and failed to get follow-up information!”

After being silent for a long time, the man on the ground heard the evil and cold voice of Yutai Weisi slowly coming: "Continue to monitor, there must be no mistakes!"

A look of entangled struggle flashed in his eyes, but he still whispered coldly: "Shang Xiaowen, Shang Xiaowen, although I don't know how you did it, but you hurt my treasure, then wait for my revenge! I've been looking for you for five years! It's been five years! If it's really you, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"

At this time, the man kneeling on the ground has disappeared, but I can still feel the thick helplessness of the man in front of me, I watched him open the cabinet not far away, which was full of paintings, he took out a pair of pictures from it at random, and the way I held it carefully made my heart sour, his eyes were red, and he slowly unfolded the painting, on which a fifteen or sixteen-year-old delicate and beautiful girl was depicted, holding a string of sugar gourds in her hand, walking in the middle of the prosperous market, and was looking back at the person behind her, she was delicate and pure on the picture, and the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to tell her happiness and excitement at this time, Yutai Weiji's right hand stopped only two centimeters away from the picture, and wanted to touch it, but he clenched his fist tightly, and his blood-red eyes couldn't help but fall two lines of tears after all, the man didn't flick when he had tears, it was because he wasn't affectionate enough!

Looking at the painting in front of him, his eyes were full of extreme affection, and he said to the people above: "Xian Xian, I must not allow anyone to tarnish my feelings for you! Don't worry, when I find out all this, I will accompany you, don't go too fast! Wait for me... Wait for me!" he couldn't help but choke up at the end.

I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, the picture began to change again, it should be dawn at this time, and this place is no longer in the Strange Treasure Pavilion, all around are densely covered with flowers and plants, its growth is very good, not far away Yutai Weiji is sitting in front of a tombstone, dressed in black, next to his red-eyed sword, which is still stained with black blood stains, which are about to solidify.

He sat quietly against the tombstone until the sun rose, until the dazzling sunlight hit his face before he pulled him back from his trance, his eyes were no longer clear, his right hand never let go of the tombstone under him, he whispered to the tombstone: "Xian Xian, what should I do? I found that I couldn't kill her! I hate myself for not being able to avenge you with my own hands, and I can't even control my sanity!" he covered his forehead on the stele, and his hair blocked all the faces on both sides, so that I couldn't see his expression clearly.

"If time can come back, I will never take you back to Zhehu again!" His right hand slowly moved to his chest, and said bitterly: "That devil has begun to eat my heart, I hurt you, if you hadn't fallen in love with me, you wouldn't have died!"

"But it doesn't matter, that monster, doesn't she just want my heart? Then I'll give her a chance! But I don't think she can afford such a price!"

Countless pictures skip behind, and there are two people in each picture, one is Weiji Yutai, and the other... It's Shang Xiaowen, a chill silently rose in my heart!

These memories always give me a very weird feeling, if you say that Yutai Weiji is ruthless to Shang Xiaowen, he can be regarded as taking care of her very much, but they don't look like a couple, and the atmosphere when they get along is also very alienated, I don't know what Weisi thinks, but whenever Weiji is alone, he seems to be a different person, and sometimes even crazy to make people afraid.

Maybe he felt that he fell in love with Shang Xiaowen later but refused to admit his feelings for him, feeling like betraying his original partner?

But how can I always be a little weird? These memories are so confusing! Disorganized, and very little really valuable.

Suddenly, just before the end of the picture, I seemed to hear a faint murmur from Yutai Weisi: "Shang Xiaowen...... Shang Xiaowen: Why didn't you die five years ago? Why? Why? I don't remember... Why? Why does she exist?"

If Shang Xiaowen died five years ago, then today's Shang Xiaowen... And who?