Chapter 161: Big Brother Is Him 7

He thought they were all normal.

If not, it is not normal.

The meal wasn't long, but Joe Wheat lived like a year.

No, every minute and every second is like a year.

Finally out of the hotel door. The wind blew on the front door, and there was a scorching heat.

Liang Xiaodong grinned and held her hand: "Big brother, according to the original program, after dinner, should I take wheat to visit the house?"

Before Yi Xiangxi could answer, Qiao Mai hurriedly said, "No, I'm not going, I'm dizzy......"

"Okay, you guys wait here for a while, I haven't been drinking much, I'll go and get the car over first. Big brother, we'll send you back first. ”

"No, the driver will pick me up. ”

"Well, you guys are waiting here. ”

Liang Xiaodong is gone, the lubricant that enlivens the atmosphere is gone, and there is not even room for buffering.

The two stood alone, already a meter apart. But Qiao Mai felt very uneasy, and instinctively wanted to move a little away, avoiding the pin-and-needle gaze behind him. In a hurry, he almost stepped on the steps of the building and fell.

A large hand quickly reached out and grabbed her.

She stood firm, but the hand didn't let go. She shook his hand, but he couldn't shake him off, and he used all his strength to pull her back. It's just that I don't know what to do when I hold her, I just desperately, desperately, to hold her.

How many years!!

The lights were blurry, and no one noticed the expressions of the man and woman.

She struggled.

He restrained hard.

I just know how to hold on to it.

However, each other's hands were cold and biting, and they couldn't feel the slightest temperature at all.

"Wheat...... Wheat ......"

A thousand words, but I didn't know how to say it, I just pulled her to death. In a trance, I felt that the world was a circle, and everyone went around in a circle in the direction of forward and backward, and as a result, they returned to the center point.

He met her.

Fate is so-so.

The brothers actually have the same vision, the same taste, and even look at women.

After a thousand turns, she turned back to him.

It's just that he was out of revenge.

And his brother, out of sincerity.

"Wheat...... Wheat ......," he muttered, as if he could not say anything else than these two words.

"Wheat...... You...... Are you alright?"

“！！！！！”

"All these years, you...... Wheat...... How are you?"

She was stunned, as if she had heard the funniest sentence.

He asked her if she was okay.

What if it's good? What if it's bad?

What's the matter with him?

"You...... Are you okay?"

She suddenly calmed down.

No matter how difficult it is, it can compare to the heartache when you wielded a kitchen knife??

No matter how fearful, it is better than witnessing the old father swallowing his last breath in front of him?

Now, what else is there to fear??

No, no, no, he didn't want to knock her down again.

"Wheat...... Wheat ......"

The devil was so incoherent! he must have been disappointed, right?

Perhaps, in his mind, when they meet again, the Qiao wheat he sees should be unkempt, old and decrepit, desperate, and spurned by the world...... Qiao Dalin died, Qiao Dalin's daughter was crippled by him, Qiao Dalin's family was finished from then on, there was no successor, and the family was ruined......

The woman who was insulted by him to the point of incompleteness, he didn't dare to imagine that she was like this today, right?