When Luo Bei woke up, he had already returned to the house, and in addition to a middle-aged steward, there were two maids who were staring at him with big eyes.

He was so startled that he almost rolled straight out of bed.

The guy who was more reactive than him suddenly let out a terrible scream out of nowhere.

As soon as Luo Bei turned around, he found that Da Bai was being pressed under his body solidly, no wonder he let out such a miserable scream.

He quickly moved away, curled up aggrievedly, shivering in the corner.

It rolled its strange eyes and stared at Luo Bei, not knowing how much shadow and hatred it had stored in that little heart.

Luo Bei wanted to reach out and touch it, but it dodged it angrily.

He smiled wryly and shook his head, only to find that his neck and shoulders were extremely stiff and painful.

So I reached out and found that there was a long scar on my neck.

At this time, he remembered in a trance that it was cut by the black-clothed man he met last night with a scaling knife, fortunately, it was not very deep, and it seemed that a thin layer of medicine had been applied to it, and it had already scabbed.

The middle-aged steward saw Luo Bei stretching his body, and said with a smile: "The fourth uncle told us to stay here one step at a time, now it's okay, you can be regarded as awake......

Hearing the other party's words, Luo Bei felt a little apologetic, so he wanted to get up and thank the three of them, but he was just about to get up when he was supported by two maids.

One of the more active maids smiled and asked, "Why did you go to the back kitchen so late?" or you wouldn't have happened to run into a thief who hadn't met a single thief for ten years......

Luo Bei scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I'...... It's because I'm hungry......"

"You, it's time to go, if the knife is a little deeper, your head may fall off......"

The middle-aged steward scolded angrily: "You girl is used to being open-mouthed, if the fourth uncle knows that he won't let someone tear your mouth apart......"

The active maid stuck out her tongue, she shouldn't have said anything, but she still made a bitter face towards Luobei.

Unlike her, the other maid was extremely silent, listening carefully while they spoke, but not even saying a word.

Luo Bei remembered the man in black who coerced him, so he stopped caring about the maid and asked the middle-aged steward, "That person ...... Did you catch it?"

The steward nodded and said, "I caught it, but it was really thrilling at the time, if the fourth uncle hadn't arrived in time...... Fortunately, you are fine, but you just scratched a small wound on your neck, and it scabbed over quickly after using the medicine......"

"That guy didn't seem to mean to hurt me, he ...... It seems that he has been looking for a place to store medicines, and he is in a hurry, I wonder if there is something difficult to hide?" Luo Bei remembered the conversation with the person behind him and said his feelings.

"Oh?" the steward became a little confused, but quickly returned to his composure.

"Anyway, now that the person has been locked up, the fourth uncle will always find a way to find out, if there is really any hidden reason, I don't think the fourth uncle will embarrass him......"

Speaking of this, he got up and said goodbye to Luobei: "Since the son is no longer in the way, I will leave first......

"Oh, by the way, if there is anything after the son's nightfall, just go to the concierge and call me, even if the house has not encountered foreign theft all year round, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be an accident one day!"

"If there is really some accident in the child, I am afraid that I will be responsible for it after the master leaves the customs!"

With that, the steward took the two little maids and left.

Luo Bei had to sit alone at the head of the bed, surrounded by Dabai, who was provoked, and didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Luckily, there won't be any more hunger tonight, because the steward had prepared a few snacks before leaving, as well as some fruits that were not common in the season.

At this time, the sky was gradually brightening, and the clouds outside the window were rushing through the sky like flowing water.

Luo Bei felt that his whole body was stiff and uncomfortable, so he got up from the bed and opened a window to let in the cool breeze outside.

Breathing in the first breath of the morning air lifted his spirits.

And at this moment, suddenly there was a burst of eager wind chimes.

Luo Bei had heard this crisp and pleasant wind chime many times before going to bed, but he never knew where it came from.

But tonight the wind outside is very small, and I don't know why it is so urgent.

Luo Bei stretched out his arms, feeling that the cool breeze outside was gradually eroding the temperature of his body, and he quickly closed the window.

At this time, the wind chimes that were still ringing just now had come to an abrupt end.

As he walked to the head of the bed, he muttered to himself, "If only Cheng Min were still here, he always seems to be able to find something from some strange things......

......

Silver glow poured into the room through the window, and a pale face seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost.

This face is so pale that I can't help but feel a sense of decadence.

The middle-aged man raised his eyes slightly and looked out the window.

Feng Ziqing's eyes were already bloodshot, but he still didn't feel a trace of sleep.

At this moment, he had no intention of looking at the book he was holding.

He turned his head again and looked at the room not far away, his wife Duan Rumei had already fallen asleep, and he was the only one who slowly survived every sleepless night.

"Finally got through another one, I don't know how many more nights like this...... When I die, I hope you'll be able to sleep so peacefully......"

A cold smile appeared on Feng Ziqing's decaying face, and he closed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, the wind chimes outside the window rang out.

It didn't take long for the wind chimes to ring.

Feng Ziqing was shocked, and the muscles on his face full of decay twitched.

Immediately after, his eyes subconsciously looked somewhere under his body, and before his hand could reach in, a figure had quietly appeared in front of him.

In the moonlight, a small silver light flashed, and then disappeared.

The chaotic wind chimes outside also quickly stopped.

Feng Ziqing's hand didn't move, and the look in his eyes became decayed again in an instant, and soon, his pupils began to dilate.

He struggled for a long time to say something, but no matter how hard he tried, there was not a single sound in his throat.

"You have been sitting in this car for more than ten years, and even your wife has been hidden by you, but think about it, are you really willing to sit here and be a waste person for the rest of your life?"

Feng Ziqing looked at the person in front of him intently, but he happened to be standing in the shadows outside the range of the moonlight, so he couldn't see his face clearly at all.

Judging from the appearance, the man had loose hair and was wearing a loose robe.

The words came out as if they were coming from the depths of the throat, hoarse and not like the sound of a normal person.

"Have you always suspected that Duan Rumei often had dealings with her senior brother behind your back, and now I can tell you responsibly that she not only refused, but also rejected a lot of temptations......"

"So...... She doesn't have anything to be sorry for you, she just didn't give you a baby, which is also the biggest regret of her life......"

Feng Ziqing listened to the other party's words, although he couldn't make any sound in his throat, but for some reason, he completely believed what the person in front of him said who couldn't see his face at all.

So, he looked at the room inside, his eyes full of guilt.

For more than ten years, he sat here motionless with his legs intact, letting his wife push him every day to breathe the fresh morning air and look at the clouds in the dusk.

If it was jealousy that arose because of that incident at the beginning, then whether everything that happened later was to keep the people around him or punish them, maybe even Feng Ziqing himself couldn't tell clearly.

And now, he really can't even say a word.

Thinking of this, his gaze drooped, and his face became extremely gray.

"Don't worry, you're not going to die, but...... Someone you've wanted to kill countless times...... I'll do it for you tonight......"

With that, the figure suddenly floated backwards, and behind him was where Duan Rumei slept.

Feng Ziqing was nervous and wanted to get up from the cart, but this time he really couldn't stand up anymore, and he had been pretending to be a waste man for more than ten years, and finally, when he wanted to stand up the most, he completely became a waste person.

He looked in the direction the man was walking in, and there was a "click" in his throat, and his eyes almost protruded, but he could neither stand up nor utter a complete word.

He could only watch the man look towards his wife, whom he loved deep down......

Duan Rumei didn't even struggle at all, not even a sound, Feng Ziqing looked at a figure with scattered hair from a distance, standing next to Duan Rumei's bed, tearing off her clothes layer by layer.

The torn strips of cloth were thrown to the ground, and a perfectly plump body appeared in front of the man's eyes, his deep-set eyes narrowed slightly, but there was no trace of pity.

Duan Rumei still seemed to be asleep, lying quietly on the bed, breathing evenly, as if he didn't notice that the danger around him was approaching step by step.

However, from the corners of her eyes, teardrops the size of beans rolled out.

And then...... The room was filled with a thick smell of blood.

It wasn't long before blood flowed like a stream from the bedside......

Feng Ziqing even wanted to end his life by biting off his tongue.

However, he had no way to do it, and now he couldn't even move a finger.

The blood flowed down the ground to his feet, and the thick blood stained his feet a blood-red color.

How ridiculous life is, is because of the ambiguous behavior between a man and a woman, he spent more than ten years doubting, until the moment when he finally knew the truth, he had become a real disability.

I can't speak, I can't move, I can only watch the tragedy happen.

What a ridiculous, hateful, and pitiful life this is!

If there was one chance in life to start over, what would he do, would he just rush over and ask everything to understand, or would it still be the same?

Perhaps, even he himself can't tell......

......

In the early morning, far to the east, a piece of fish belly white has appeared in the sky.

In addition to the snow that has not yet melted, the endless land in the north is gradually covered with a layer of rumbling mist.

At this intersection of night and day, under the calm appearance, how many human tragedies are being staged one after another.

......