There was silence in the room, and the three of the Zhou family were hungry and only breathed slightly, as if they would be able to breathe in the next second.

And Zhao Hui was lying quietly on the kang, his eyes looking straight at the roof, like a dead corpse, without a trace of waves in his eyes.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded outside the house.

"Brother Hui, is Brother Hui here?"

The sound was like a stone falling into the calm water, causing the silent room to move instantly.

The three members of the Zhao family, who were dying, opened their eyes slightly, and Zhao Hui, who was motionless, blinked his eyelids suddenly, as if he was a corpse, and slowly sat up.

When the three members of the Zhao family saw Zhao Hui sitting up, they closed their eyes again one by one without making any sound.

At first, the three of them struggled when they heard this voice, trying to make some noise to attract the attention of people outside to help them, but the person was like deaf, he didn't care about the movement in the house, and left after saying a few words to Zhao Hui.

And Zhao Hui, who came back, looked at his tired and panting appearance, and smiled very mockingly, as if laughing at their wishful thinking.

After a few times, the three members of the Zhao family also understood that no one here could save them, and they gradually stopped calling for help.

At this time, Zhao Hui had already walked to the door slowly like a wandering spirit, opened the door, and talked to the dark-faced and short-skinny young man outside, and walked to the wall next to him.

"How's that man, dead?"

Zhao Hui leaned against the wall at the door, asking about a person's life and death, as if he was asking about a commonplace.

"Not yet, that man is quite strong, it will take a few days, I came to tell you another news." The young man looked around as he spoke, and when he saw that no one was there, he immediately walked to Zhao Hui's side, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Listening to this person's words, Zhao Hui's stagnant eyes shook suddenly, and then his body seemed to be injected with a touch of soul, and the decadent and dead air all over his body suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to have changed in an instant.

"Really? Not dead? Zhao Hui stared at the young man in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

The young man nodded vigorously and whispered, "What I heard with my own ears is that couple seems to be the father and mother of the person in the detention center, and they say that ...... Who came back alive and demanded that Shen Yuling be acquitted. ”

Zhao Hui listened to the young man's words, and the dead heart jumped suddenly and violently.

He didn't care about anything, so he ran out, ran out a few steps and then rushed back with some thought, slammed the door shut and locked, and then pushed his bicycle and left the courtyard at a high speed.

Seeing this, the thin black boy didn't dare to go far, so he looked around, found a place by the haystack in the yard, hid, and continued to monitor the situation in the house.

The three members of the Zhao family in the house didn't know what was going on, but they could provoke Zhao Hui to leave suddenly, they wanted to take this opportunity to save themselves, but because they were hungry for too long, they didn't have the strength to move at all, and they wanted to ask for help, but the sound was weak, that is, a few of them in the house could hear it, and it was useless at all.

Along the way, Zhao Hui rode the bicycle as if he was about to fly, and the sound of the hunting wind blew his coat like a pair of wings behind him.

But Zhao Hui still felt that this was too slow, too slow.

He never knew that the road leading to the Fang family was so long, and the speed of the bicycle was so slow.

It's an ordeal, an ordeal that desperately wants to go somewhere, but can't get there.

Fortunately, no matter how long the road is, there will be an end to it, and twenty minutes later, Zhao Hui finally came to the outside of the Fang family's courtyard, but when he arrived here, he was so nervous that he didn't dare to go inside.

He was a little afraid, afraid that he wouldn't see the person he wanted to see when he went in, and that the person who sent the letter had the wrong message.

And just when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Grandma Fang's angry voice ringing in the house.

"You put on a gown, just get rid of the fever and don't flash again."

As Grandma Fang's voice fell, another familiar voice followed.

"I'll wear it again when I come back, I can't hold it anymore."

After this voice fell, Zhao Hui saw a girl's slender figure, hurrying straight to the direction of the thatched house, and the grandmother behind chased after her with her coat anxiously.

Zhao Hui watched Grandma Fang chase directly into the thatched house, and kept reprimanding the disobedient girl.

"You bear child, it's just a little bit like this!"

"Okay, okay, I'm on, grandma, go out, it's so stinky!"

"You bear."

As the old man chattered and complained, Zhao Hui immediately saw Grandma Fang walking out of the thatched house, but she didn't go far, just waiting for the people inside outside.

Zhao Hui quietly watched the scene, listening to the sound of the two bickering, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and his eyes were full of water.

Alive, she turned out to be really alive.

Zhao Hui knew that he should go, this was really not the place he should stay, but he still wanted to take another look at the figure that he had been thinking about, even if it was a glance, he was content.

Shen Yusleeve slept very soundly this night, except for being awakened, there was no discomfort, which was completely different from the groggy state two days ago.

After solving the physiological needs, Shen Yusleeve slowly walked out of the thatched house, and when he saw that Grandma Fang was still waiting there, he immediately stepped forward with a smile and grabbed her arm.

"Why are you waiting here, I'm not a child anymore, I can still fall into the pit."

"Shut your stinky mouth, will you say a word?" Grandma Fang poked Shen Yusleeve's forehead angrily.

She couldn't listen to anything she had fallen on, not even a small pit or puddle, which made her panic.

Zhao Hui was like a thief, peeping through the gap at the gate of the courtyard, peeping at the harmonious picture of the two getting along in the courtyard, until the two entered the house, they could no longer see their figures, and they couldn't hear the sound, so they choked up with joy.

This time, he seems to have become a person again, a person with joys and sorrows.

Zhao Hui reluctantly glanced at this familiar yard, slowly pushed the bicycle and left here again.

He knew that he was not qualified to ask her, but as long as he knew that she was still healthy and happy, still living in the same world as him, and breathing the same air under the same sky, he was already satisfied.

When Zhao Hui returned to Zhao's house again, it was like a different person, no longer lifeless and immovable, but staring at the three people who were tied up in the house, sometimes his eyes were fierce as if he was going to eat people, sometimes he cried and laughed sadly, and sometimes he laughed softly as if he had eaten honey, and he made the three members of the Zhao family, who were already dying, frightened and frightened, and their backs were cold.

This is crazy, right? It's really crazy, isn't it?

Will he be able to kill them with a knife in the next second?