Mrs. Ann's lawyer released her on bail. When she got home, Li Zhen was sitting in the living room waiting for her. She glanced at her hurriedly and went upstairs, her eyes full of sorrowful pain. Her aloof expression and lonely figure both indicate that she doesn't want to talk to anyone. However, when she stepped up the steps, Li Zhen stopped her.

"Mom-" she cried sweetly.

Mrs. An immediately stopped, her body shook, but she did not turn her head to look at Li Zhen, and after a moment, she raised her steps again and walked upstairs.

"Mom, don't you come back and say a word to your baby daughter?" Li Zhen stood up and showed a cute smile. "Your friends are on their way to see you, they should be there soon, oh-yes, and the director's wife named Xie Junya, I don't think you have seen her in years!

Mrs. An only turned her head at this time, she looked at her daughter sternly, and said indifferently: "Xin'er, I don't know what Mrs. Director-" She paused, wanted to turn around and continue to walk upstairs, remembered something, and then tilted her head and shouted: "Mother Xu-"

"She's not here, didn't you tell her to buy you something?"

"I didn't let her go shopping!"

"Oh, then I may be mistaken. I remember you specifically asked her to buy you some medicine for your headache. Oh - aspirin! yes, aspirin, you're done!"

"I don't take aspirin. ”

"Hahaha, Mama Xu really knows you! However, I think you may need to prepare some now. ”

"Xin'er—" Lady Ann shouted, and then she suddenly lowered her head in pain, and when she looked up again, her eyes were filled with tears. She turned slightly sideways, not wanting Li Zhen to see it.

"What?

"No, no," said Mrs. Ann, her voice sounding hoarse as if she had a cold, "I just need a break!"

"But what if your friend comes?" Li Zhen spread her hands, like a child in big trouble, waiting for her mother's help.

"Call me then. After saying that, Mrs. Ann went straight upstairs.

An Xiaowen sat in her bedroom, she sat stunned for a while, and then took off her clothes with some taste, she stood in front of the dressing mirror and looked at her somewhat shriveled body, her face and body shape deceived others, but this body could not deceive anyone, she looked at herself in this mirror, ** had already stayed, the skin below the neck was loose and sagging, without any luster, and she even saw that her thighs were covered with age spots. She stood silently in front of the tall full-length mirror for a moment, then slowly walked to the left, where a silver-white wooden door led to the bathroom and bathroom. She pushed open the door and walked into the bathroom, where the tub was already filled with water and sprinkled with rose petals. She frowned, noticing a card on the countertop of the tub, but it had nothing but a few words that were bright red as blood. She picked up the piece of paper: "Wash away the filth of your life." Her grip on the piece of paper tightened, and the piece of paper quickly turned into a crumbling ball of paper.

An Xiaowen supported the edge of the bathtub with both hands, raised her legs and stepped in, and then lay down slowly, this trip made her feel older than her actual age, she thought that she must look older than Shuqing at this time. The water temperature was just right, the temperature she liked, and she looked at the ceiling rose petal-shaped lamp and gently closed her eyes.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-

An Xiaowen in the dream heard the sound of water droplets, she opened her eyes in confusion, could it be that the house was leaking again, but it was not raining. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw that blood-like droplets were slowly dripping into the bathtub, staining the originally translucent bath water red, and the bath water immediately turned a blood-red color.

"Ahh A hand quickly covered her mouth.

"Don't scream, it's me!" The gentle male voice sounded in her ears, full of ****.

An Xiaowen turned his head and saw the owner of the hand. She turned from shock to shame.

"Why are you here? Get out of here, they're taking a shower?" she said, feigning to be angry, and nudged him lightly, quickly covering his underwater body with a towel.

"It's not like I haven't seen it. The man grabbed the towel away and smiled evilly.

An Xiaowen giggled because of his action: "Translation, don't make trouble, someone is passing by, this country house is not soundproof." What are you? Like blood, it scares me to death. ”

"I knew this was rouge. Li Yiwen said and began to untie his clothes and pants. Jumping into the bathtub, the water in the tub overflowed instantly.

Li Yiwen held An Xiaowen's plump **** with both hands and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Hmm~ Translation, what if I'm pregnant?" An Xiaowen groaned and whispered lazily.

Li Yiwen was stunned for a moment and stopped what he was doing.

"Are you pregnant?" he whispered in horror.

An Xiaowen suddenly opened his eyes, and the rose petal lamp above his head was intact, no rouge dripping, and there was no Li Yiwen. She is just an old and decrepit old woman, without a plump ****.

At this moment, there was a knock at the door.

"Mom, are you in there?" was Li Zhen's voice.

"Yes, is there anything wrong?" she replied as she stood up and stepped out of the tub, tiptoeing to the door, and slowly and gently locking it.

"Mother Xu hasn't come back yet, I warmed the milk for you and put it at your bedside. Li Zhen outside the door said.

"Okay, thanks. An Xiaowen grabbed the bath towel sideways, quickly dried his body, and put on his nightgown. She really needs a good rest. But she wanted to wait for Li Zhen to leave before going out, so she waited again, and put her ear to the door to listen, there was no movement outside, she brushed her hair and nightgown again, and gently opened the lock!

Li Zhen didn't leave after delivering the milk, she sat on the armchair next to the bed in her mother's bedroom, and when she heard the sound of turning the doorknob, she smiled weirdly! As soon as An Xiaowen walked out, she saw her smile, she took a small step back as if frightened, but quickly regained her composure!

"You look better, Mom!" Li Zhen said.

An Xiaowen didn't speak, she pulled off her nightgown and walked straight to her bed, lifted the quilt and lay down directly. It's so hot outside, but it's cold inside.

"Drink the milk and then go to sleep?" Li Zhen stood up and walked over to her mother with the milk.

An Xiaowen looked at the milk in her hand and thought to herself, this is her daughter, twin daughters, she is so beautiful, her hair hangs down on her forehead, a tragic character, a character in a play. She had watched a Greek drama with Li Yiwen, and she remembered the character, oh, what it was called, Clytemostra, who stabbed her husband to death while he was in the shower.

"Aren't you drinking, Mom?" asked Li Zhen again.

"I-I don't have an appetite, can I wait and drink again?" An Xiaowen looked at Li Zhen and said faintly, "I want to talk to you." ”

Li Zhen stood on the edge of the bed, looking at her, holding milk in her hand.

"Yes, Mom, what do you want to talk about?" she turned to put the milk back in its place, and sat back in her armchair.

"Your father. An Xiaowen said.

Li Zhen's originally stable appearance shook slightly.

"Oh, you've never mentioned him. She said.

"Yes, I thought I would never mention him in my life. ”

"He's dead, what's there to say. You should be very happy when Hu Sheng killed him, right, they said you didn't like him. We have the same thing, and I don't like him either. ”

An Xiaowen shook his head, closed his eyes, and then opened them quickly.

"He's not your father. ”

"What did you say?"

"Zhou Zhiwen is not your father. ”

"Y-don't try to lie to me!"