Xu Qian looked too similar to Xu Rui, which made her startled cold love. Many times she mistakenly regarded Xu Qian as Xu Rui and Xu Rui as Xu Qian.

"What are you doing?" He covered his beating heart and calmed down.

Xu Qian's cold gaze was scandal on Lengqing's face inch by inch. Suddenly she made an action that caught the other party off guard, and stretched out her hands to Lengqing.

"You are not my mother, are my mother killed by you? You are the vixen that my father found," Xu Qian cried and entangled with Lengqing.

Leng Qing is not willing to be outdone. Since this girl already knows this secret, it seems that she can't continue to hide it. After thinking about it, she didn't care about Xu Ji's advice and started a fight for Xu Qian. She didn't forget to curse: "You are really too smart. In fact, your mother has died long ago. Since she knows that she is not my daughter, she should know how to respect me so that she can continue to stay here."

Xu Qian was originally suspicious about her own speculation, but now when she really heard Leng Qing say this, her heart hurt like she was torn apart, and tears rolled down uncontrollably. Her wandering eyes were confused and her eyes were confused. Her cold hands were ruthlessly pinching, pinching, and hitting her like raindrops.

In the chaos, Xu Qian grabbed cold love hard, broke away from her pinching, and ran away.

I ran into the room and threw myself on the bed, hugged the bedding and started crying... I thought that I had been lacking in pain since I was a child and loved by others, and I had nowhere to tell my grievances. Tears were like the flood of JueTi, and my face was filled with sobs and tears. I wiped my tears and suddenly I thought of Xu Rui, and suddenly a feeling of indescribable uneasiness arises in my heart.

The cold eunuch downstairs lifted her sleeves and looked at the blood-red scratches on her arm. She was so angry that she didn't even take a knife to stab Xu Qian to death. When she remembered that there was red medicine in the bedroom, she prepared to go to the bedroom, moved her steps and stepped on something. When she moved her feet, she saw that it was a bracelet. The bracelet was connected by five stars. The five stars were composed of red, green, blue, pink and orange. This chain represents five wishes, and it was the only thought left by Xu Qian's mother to them.

Looking at the chain, a vicious thought came out of Leng Qing's heart. She bent down and reached out to pick up the bracelet. Before her fingers touched the bracelet, she suddenly stretched out a pair of black hands from the nearby cupboard and grabbed her hand. She was so scared that her hair stood up and she shouted, "Ah," she looked like she was being electrocuted, and she stepped back step by step. Looking at the back of her hand, there was no abnormality left, and she could only feel a very real sense of scratching.

That is, being able to feel this very real sense of scratching is the most terrifying thing. She trembled and turned her face away, and her consciousness had not yet fully reacted from the extremely terrifying process of a few seconds.

I looked at the place where the black hand was just now, but I saw the bracelet in place, without any black hand. Leng Qing never believed in ghosts and gods. She herself graduated from medical school. When she was clinically decomposing the corpse, she was used to the bloody and terrifying facial features of all kinds.

Maybe she was too nervous just now, and after fighting with that dead girl for a while, she was already nervous, so she became nervous. When she thought about it, she pushed the mistake to Xu Qian.

He bent over and picked up the bracelet again, and plucked up the courage to lie on the ground, his eyes turned to the bottom of the wooden cabinet that stretched out from the black hand, and looked carefully. Under the wooden cabinet, there was nothing except the PS pipe.

He stood up in confusion and had not yet stood firm. The sudden force behind him suddenly pushed her. Before he could see clearly who was pushing her from behind, his body was unbalanced and collided with a slamming slam on the triangle corner of the side of the wooden cabinet.

When Xu Qian thought of Xu Rui, she hurried downstairs and looked around for Xu Rui but couldn't find him, but she saw the cold feeling lying on the ground in the kitchen, bleeding all over the ground.

Seeing the bloody blood, Xu Qian trembled like a spasm, and her conditioned reflex retreated, and she said in a stack of voices: "It was not me who did it, she was not me who killed her,"

When Xu Ji returned home, he saw that there was no one in the living room, so he walked upstairs to take a look. No one went downstairs and shouted, "Lengqing..." No one agreed, and then walked to the kitchen, and there was no one, but a very rough blood mark on the ground attracted his attention.

Seeing the blood marks, his eyelids bounced mechanically, and his heart was so scared that he felt terrified. He was full of speculation and anxiety. He looked along the blood marks and found that the blood marks had disappeared before reaching the huge refrigerator at the innermost point.

He held the handle of the refrigerator with his fingers, and felt very panicked. He didn't know what happened to Leng Qing and Xu Qian when he was not at home. He slowly pulled open the refrigerator with the handle in his hand, and a piece of stuff in a linen bag rolled out.

The linen pocket was covered with blood, and the eyelids bounced a few times again, and the feeling of uneasiness in my heart suddenly increased. I was about to untie the hemp rope... A strong smell of blood was already coming to my nose.

It is conceivable what Xu Ji saw when he unbuttoned his burlap pocket. Of course, it was the scene he least wanted to see. Cold love was curled up in the burlap bag and was already dead.

There was a very big blood hole on her forehead, and the blood flowed out of the blood hole.

Leng Qing was not killed by Xu Qian, because the wound was a collision trauma. This was the result of forensic identification and also the result that Xu Ji did not expect.

Xu Qian was so scared that she curled up on the bed and locked the door of the room. She let Xu Ji shout or knock on the door. She just didn't open the door. Later, she ran away and went in.

Xu Ji, who entered Xu Qian's room, saw her face pale, her face highlighted a look of horror, and kept saying, "It's not me, it's not me,"

"It's not what you did, who is it?" Xu Ji asked.

"Lengqing killed and abused her sister and killed her mother, and she died for the most part."

‘Pa,’ A loud slap repeated on Xu Qian’s face again. She looked at Xu Ji with a strange look and said to Xu Rui beside her: “Xu Rui, how did you abuse you with cold love? Tell dad,” she said.

Losing cold love, Xu Ji can no longer lose Xu Qian, leaving her with his purpose, "You are crazy, Xu Rui was burned to death a month ago. You are crazy all day long. Do you want me to send you to a neurological hospital?"

Xu Qian was stunned when she heard Xu Ji's words. She looked at Xu Rui who was hiding aside and sobbing and crying loudly, "Xu Rui, tell your father, how did you endure cold and abusive treatment?" Then she said to Xu Ji: "You never care about us. How do you know how much suffering we suffered? It was my mother who killed Leng Qing, not me, nor Xu Rui,"

When Xu Ji heard this, he knew that Xu Qian had broken down. A person with abnormal mental health would see different environments for normal people. She had a world that belonged to her, and normal people would never understand their thoughts.

Xu Qian was sent to a neurological hospital. She went there for several years and was not transferred from the neurological hospital until she became an adult. Later, Xu Ji changed her home and her environment changed. Xu Qian did not get crazy again.
Chapter completed!