"What do you mean?" Feng Jun's face turned ugly for a moment.

Sui Bao didn't answer his words, and asked himself: "Didn't you see my mother walking floating?" ”

"Guess why my mom didn't come out with me?"

"If the dead could be resurrected, do you think this earth can fit it?"

Three questions in a row smashed down, and Feng Jun was directly stunned.

The only trace of happiness left in my heart also disappeared at this moment.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of branded sneakers that Feng Lan had bought in town to celebrate his admission to college.

In two years, the original light blue sneakers turned white, and the shoe shape was gone, and the original color was almost no longer visible.

"Smack!" Water droplets fell on the uppers of his shoes, which he had wiped cleanly before going out, and a shadow soon appeared.

A familiar and gentle voice sounded in his ears, "Xiaojun, how old are you and still crying, is it a shame?" ”

Feng Jun raised his head suddenly, looked in the direction he spoke, and blurted out the words emotionally, "Sister, it's you, right!" ”

Unable to get a response, he turned his head to look at Sui Bao, his eyes full of longing, "Sui Bao, you can see my sister, she's here, right?" ”

For a moment, the little milk group looked at his pitiful appearance and wanted to say that if he couldn't do it, at least he would be able to deceive him.

But she couldn't lie, she was destined to disappoint him.

Wait, can't lie who set it, it's weird!

"Aren't you a little master? Aren't you amazing? Why don't you speak! Feng Jun's eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were fixed on Sui Bao, trying to see the clues from her face.

But what Sui Bao said was the truth, and he was destined not to see anything.

Feng Jun's eyes changed from initial hope to despair, and then gradually went crazy.

He muttered, "No, it's not right, it shouldn't be like this......"

Looking at his almost crazy appearance, Jin Changming sighed, shook his head and said, "Why be persistent." ”

"What about you! What does it matter to you whether these people live or die? Feng Jun was stimulated by his words and asked angrily.

Jin Changming opened his mouth, and heard him ask again: "Do you want to tell me what to do for heaven?" ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, and couldn't help laughing, with tears in his scarlet eyes, "If the sky really has long eyes, will it be able to see that good people don't live long, but wicked people live chic and wantonly?" ”

Looking at his posture of wanting to poke a hole in the sky, Jin Changming's eyebrows jumped fiercely and silently moved back half a step.

He said silently in his heart: "Huangkou is ignorant, if you have the intention to punish, you will be troubled." ”

"Everything has its own certainty, and the way of heaven cannot interfere." Sui Bao frowned slightly, and said coldly.

At this moment, she without any emotional fluctuations seems to be not her, but a medium to communicate on her behalf.

Not only did Jin Changming feel that something was wrong, but even Feng Jun, who dared to ask the sky, realized something.

Looking at each other, the hatred in his eyes was amazing, "A good one has a definite number and can't interfere, so whether these people are dead or alive, why do you care?" ”

Sui Baoying's little face was more confused, as if she was thinking about whether this was right or wrong.

"Their lives are fate, but my sister's life alone is not fate?" Feng Jun didn't give her time to calm down at all.

Hearing this, the confusion on the face of the little milk group became heavier.

Jin Changming next to him looked anxious, and stomped his feet angrily, "Crooked, it's all crooked!" ”

"Who is your right? God? Feng Jun asked sarcastically.

Jin Changming choked, and couldn't answer for a while.

He wanted to say that reason has been like this since ancient times, but if he did, he believed that the other party would ask him, "It's always been like this, right?"

Doesn't it mean that this young man has autism?

Living so big, he has never seen such an autistic person.

If he continues to talk about this, he will probably be autistic.

Just as Feng Jun was about to continue asking, the confusion on Sui Bao's face disappeared in an instant, and his eyes returned to their previous clarity.

She pursed her mouth and whispered, "Grandpa Tiandao is a big villain." ”

Jin Changming got closer, heard every word clearly, and almost fell to the ground with weak legs.

His God, why did he let him hear this disrespectful words?

For a moment, he even thought that he would faint too.

If you faint directly, won't it be too fake?

Sui Bao looked at Feng Jun, who was so emotional that he couldn't wait to rush up and overturn the way of heaven in the next second, and only asked one word.

"Are you different from a brute?"