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Strangely, now his face was swollen not only on one side, but on both sides.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked dead.

Yan Wuself hugged his upper body.

"Who killed you?" asked Yan Wuself.

"......" his lips quivered hard, but he didn't say a word.

"Dead?" Shen Hanzhu asked softly.

"Dead!"

Although the left side of his face was swollen by Yu Daxia, it couldn't have been done by Yu Peixiao. Shen Hanzhu said.

"First he was swollen on the right side of his face, and then he choked his neck and suffocated to death. Yan said selflessly.

"Who do you think is most likely to harm him?" asked Shen Hanzhu.

"Him!"

"Who is he?"

"Hong Zhaohui!"

"Huh?" Shen Hanzhu looked at Yan Wuself in disbelief and said, "Didn't Mr. Hong give him a seven-day leave, how could he hurt him again?"

"Because he is the only one who has this motive to kill. Yan Wuself said expressionlessly.

"Why?"

"Because Zhong Daming made him lose face. Yan said selflessly.

"Then why didn't he teach Zhong Daming a lesson at that time?" Shen Hanzhu looked full of questions.

"Because we're in. ”

"Are you saying that Mr. Hong doesn't want outsiders to see his ugly side?" said Shen Hanzhu.

"No one wants others to see their dark side. Yan said selflessly.

"So, he's a hypocrite?" Shen Hanzhu said thoughtfully.

"A person who looks perfect must have an imperfect side that no one can see!"

"Are you saying that too perfect is not perfect?" Shen Hanzhu said.

"No shortcomings is his biggest shortcoming!" Yan said selflessly, "Of course, we only analyze from a person's motive for killing, and we can't be 100% sure. ”

"That's right. ”

"It's just that he didn't say a word of criticism at that time, and he was granted seven days off, which in itself is the biggest suspicion!" Yan said selflessly.

"No wonder you were silent at the time, it turns out that you have been worried about this for a long time. Shen Hanzhu admired the authenticity.

"Yes and no. ”

"Don't you mean?"

"We had a first relationship with him and didn't really know him as a person, so everything was just speculation. Yan said selflessly.

Shen Hanzhu nodded.

"If you have a grudge against Zhong Daming, what will you choose when you kill him?" Yan asked selflessly.

"There are 1,386 ways to kill people, and each of them is possible. ”

"But there is only one kind of person who will swell the other half of his face before killing. Yan said selflessly.

Shen Hanzhu served.

"Let's go, let's go see what Hong Yulu is doing first?" Yan said selflessly.

"Hmm!" Shen Hanzhu finished speaking, and stood up with Yan Wuself.

The two quickly approached the low house.

There was a sound coming from the room.

Although the windows are covered with paper, there are many broken places.

Yan Wuzhi and Shen Hanzhu each found a gap and looked in.

I saw that there was a rather old bed in the house, Hong Yulu was standing three or four steps away from the bed, and there was a person sitting on the bed, it was Yu Peixiao who had lost his legs. Hong Yulu kept looking at him, but he kept his head down.

In front of his old lover, doesn't he even have the courage to look up?

The two men had been silent.

The room was so quiet that it seemed as if you could hear each other's heartbeats.

It was Hong Yulu who opened her mouth first, but she said sadly: "All these years, are you okay?"

It's sad enough to ask such a question. She didn't know why she was asking such a thing? she obviously saw that Yu Peixiao didn't even have her legs. Can a person who doesn't even have legs do well?

Yu Peixiao's voice trembled a little, and he actually replied: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Darthead, I think you recognized the wrong person." "An iron-blooded man doesn't dare to admit that he is the man who loved her and loved her deeply at this moment!

Hong Yulu burst into tears, she sobbed and said, "Brother Xiao, even if you turn to ashes, I recognize you." ”

There was silence again. The atmosphere was oppressive.

After a while, Yu Peixiao said gloomily: "Your brother Xiao died ten years ago. ”

"No!" Hong Yulu couldn't hold back her feelings anymore and cried, "Brother Xiao, although I always thought that you were no longer alive, do you know that your shadow occupies a full place in my heart every day. ”

Yu Peixiao suddenly sneered and said, "You are already married to a wife, please respect yourself, madam!"

Hong Yulu's whole body began to tremble.

Is she sad? or angry?

She suddenly rushed over desperately and hugged Yu Peixiao's body. Yu Peixiao supported the bed board with both hands, and his body was straight, as if it was a lifeless stake.

Hong Yulu put her face on Yu Peixiao's face, and the tears on her face wet Yu Peixiao's face. She said faintly: "Brother Xiao, it's great to see that you are still alive." ”

Yu Peixiao still said expressionlessly: "Actually, it's not good at all." I'm an unlucky person. If you meet someone like me, who is always unlucky, you will be unlucky. ”

Hong Yulu cried and said: "Please don't say that, in my heart, Brother Xiao, you are the man who cares about me the most." ”

Yu Peixiao said coldly: "That was before, Yu Peixiao, who cared about you and cared for you before, is dead, and now he is just a disabled waste." ”

When Hong Yulu heard this, she felt even more sad, and she hugged Yu Peixiao tighter.

Yu Peixiao suddenly pushed her and said, "Madam, you should go and accompany your husband now." It's hard to find a good night, don't fall into the unscrupulous whore who is pointed out behind her back!"

As soon as she heard such words, Hong Yulu's face changed, and Yu Peixiao's every word was like a sharp sword piercing her heart. Her heart was bleeding all the time.

She said sadly: "I don't care what others say." But I care about everything you say. You know what? He and I were husband and wife, but we never slept together. We're a fake couple!"

As soon as they heard this, Yan Wuzhi and Shen Hanzhu outside the door were shocked in their hearts.

If the facts are as Hong Yulu said, then who was born to Hong Zhaohui's son Hong Zihao?

A look of distrust flashed on Yu Peixiao's face. His tone was still cold: "You think I'll take your word for it?"

Hong Yulu shook her head and said, "Brother Xiao, you won't disbelieve me, you have always believed in me." ”

After speaking, her hand slipped off Yu Peixiao's shoulder, and she reached over to touch Yu Peixiao's broken leg.

Yu Peixiao asked vigilantly, "What are you going to do?"

Hong Yulu's cheeks were already full of tears, and she cried even more sadly: "Let me look at your legs, let me look at your legs." ”

Yu Peixiao suddenly pushed her away heavily, stretched out his index finger and pointed at her and scolded: "You get out of here!"

His eyes were red as he cursed this.

Hong Yulu was stunned, and she looked at Yu Peixiao in disbelief. Her nails were already embedded in the delicate flesh of her arms. She no longer felt pain.

Yu Peixiao scolded loudly again: "Get out!"

Hong Yulu's body trembled even more, she suddenly turned around, covered her face with her sleeves, pushed open the door, and stumbled out.

Yu Peixiao saw Hong Yulu leaving, suddenly grabbed the quilt, covered his face, and made a "whine" sound in his mouth.

"Why am I so useless?"

"Why am I a man who has lost his legs?"

"Why should I be so indifferent to my beloved?"

"Because you don't know, it's not that I really don't love you anymore, but I can't give you happiness! I can't give you anymore! So I want you to die, let you find your true happiness!"