The shaking of the corpse caused the sound of beams and columns, and the creaking sound echoed harshly in the dead silent room. Lin Zuoyan turned his back to Rong Qinxin, and the extinguished oil lamp on the ground only illuminated the man's lower body, making his

His expression was invisible. No one in the room dared to say a word, as they were all shocked by this sudden scene. What's more, no one knew what this Satan-like violent man would do in the next second.

Rong Qinxin held her breath, she even felt that her heart had stopped beating. She did not dare to raise her head to look at Mrs. Lin who was still hanging on the top of the beam. Time passed by second by second, as if centuries had passed, and in front of her

The man remained motionless. He was like a stone sculpture, nailed to the ground. He couldn't feel his breath or his mood.

Rong Qinxin felt that his heart was about to burst.

Finally, during the long stalemate, Lin Zuoyan finally moved. He lifted up the chair as if nothing had happened, then stepped on it and removed Mrs. Lin's body. He carefully removed the white silk ribbon from her body.

The neck was removed, as if she was still alive, for fear of hurting her. Then he stared blankly at the pale woman in his arms for a moment. She looked so haggard, as if she had experienced inhuman torture and was finally exhausted.

, choose death. Lin Zuoyan stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on her face, and then hugged her tighter. But his expression was as gloomy as ever, making it impossible to see his true mood swings.

Qin Xin watched as he pressed the woman's face tightly against his own, holding the back of her head with one hand and brushing away the messy hair from the woman's face with the other hand.

His black eyes seemed to be covered with dust that could never be wiped off, and the dim light danced on his dark face, making Rong Qin's heart feel like a knife.

Everyone looked at all this dumbly, but could not move at all. It was not until the dim oil lamp on the ground suddenly flickered that Rong Qinxin turned around and realized that it was Liu Yunmei who wanted to take advantage of everyone before they could react.

, sneaked away. Qin Xin wanted to step forward to stop her, but before she took a step, Liu Yunmei was shot in the left leg, and she knelt down immediately.

"ah!"

She screamed in pain and suddenly started sweating profusely. She slowly raised her resentful eyes and stared at the man who shot. Lin Zuoyan held his mother in one hand and held the gun in the other, looking at the man lying on the ground with an expressionless face.

Liu Yunmei. His face was written with silent hatred, his lips were tightly closed, as if he was biting his jaw hard.

The woman on the ground looked at Lin Zuoyan for a moment. Her eyes changed from panic to resentment to contempt, and finally she laughed uncontrollably. She seemed to be mocking Lin Zuoyan, mocking his ignorance and incompetence, and she actually laughed.

Trembling all over.

"Haha...haha...hum..."

Her smile was so weird and creepy. Lin Zuoyan seemed to hate her laughter very much, frowned slightly, and then fired again, hitting her right leg. The man seemed to deliberately prevent her from dying easily.

It didn't hit the vital point. Liu Yunmei's laughter suddenly broke off, and she collapsed to the ground without any support. A mouthful of blood poured out of her mouth, but her charming eyes only narrowed slightly, and then she smiled wildly.

She started laughing. Her smile was weirder and crazier than before, almost as if she was laughing with the last of her life.

He was laughing at Lin Zuoyan.

Rong Qinxin finally couldn't hold it back and asked: "You, what are you laughing at?!"

Liu Yunmei glanced at her contemptuously, with disdain in her eyes. She raised the corners of her mouth in a flirtatious manner, coughed reluctantly because of the pain, and locked her eyes on Lin Zuoyan again. Suddenly, her tears fell down, one by one.

A heart dropped along with her weird smile.

The man looked at her coldly, and couldn't take his eyes away.

The woman smiled miserably and said, "Are you finally willing to look at me?"

The man was silent.

Liu Yunmei's tears became even more violent, and she continued: "Do you hate me to the point of your bones? Lin Zuoyan, are you saying that you don't hate me to the point that you will never forget me for the rest of your life?"

Lin Zuoyan's face became colder and colder, and the murderous aura around him was rising rapidly.

"Lin Zuo..."

Before the woman could finish her words, he fired again, hitting her shoulder. Liu Yunmei was pushed by the impact, and she stepped back a few inches. She paused and spat out another mouthful of blood.

. She strained her voice, but she still smiled gracefully.

"You...are such an idiot...Lin Zuoyan, even if you kill me, you can't avenge yourself. Do you think...you think I am the one who killed your father and then forced your mother to death?"

She raised her eyebrows in mockery.

"Hahahaha...haha..."

The woman looked up to the sky and laughed, her voice trembling uncontrollably. Then she suddenly stopped smiling and glared at the man in front of her fiercely, as if she wanted to devour all his flesh and blood, full of resentment. She never thought that she would be so quick

Just die. She just took advantage of Xia Fengyi and An Qingsheng to discuss matters and took it upon herself to come to Mrs. Lin to ask about some things that she had always been confused about. She confronted Mrs. Lin in this room for two days.

That night, Mother Lin was finally unable to fight against the demon of regret in her heart and hanged herself. But during this gap, Liu Yunmei encountered Lin Zuoyan's sudden attack. At the previous moment, she wanted to kneel down and beg him to spare her.

But now, she doesn't want to anymore...

Liu Yunmei, Liu Yunmei, you will die in his hands after all.

The woman silently recited something in her heart. She was unwilling to die. How could she make Lin Zuoyan live so easily? Even if the Lin family was destroyed, it would not be enough to make her happy. She wanted Lin Zuoyan to live in the shadows all his life and not feel comfortable all his life.

, so she wants to tell her the truth all along.

"Lin Zuoyan, look at the woman you are holding in your hands... She is your mother and your enemy, hum..." Liu Yunmei's words were shocking. Lin Zuoyan was startled at first, and then glared at her with extreme anger.

She still wanted to stir up trouble even when she was about to die, so she actually said such baseless words to confuse the public?

The woman raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically: "You don't believe it?"

She and the man looked at each other, sharply facing each other, but they did not flinch.

"Because I hate you and hate that you don't take me seriously, I did poison you, Mr. Lin. But... I only gave you a slow poison. I calculated the time. At that time... Mr. Lin was impossible.

He died from the poison..." She had a sly smile on her lips and stared straight at the man's face, which was turning pale little by little.

"Your mother has always been obedient to your father... How could she not be discovered if there were problems with her diet and daily life? It was her, she knew I was poisoning, but she kept silent, and the last fatal blow

The poison was not mine, it was her, your mother, the mother you have always been attached to and loved deeply! Haha!"

"Your most respected father was killed by your biological mother. She was the culprit, and now she is just committing suicide out of fear of crime. How can she do less bad things than me? Isn't she a snake-hearted person? Why do people in the world just commit suicide?

Seeing my badness, but not seeing the badness of these self-righteous and extraordinary people who call me a lady!?" Liu Yunmei screamed hysterically, as if she wanted to burst out all the accumulated arrogance in her chest.

"No, no..." Suddenly, she became quiet again, shook her head in shock, and burst into tears. "It's not us women who are bad, it's you men who are bad. You want power all your life, but you also want the so-called love. Yours

Father, you love a woman but neglect your mother. Your mother was self-righteous and killed that woman. She thought that without her, men would look at her and fall in love with her. But the result..."

"The result... hum..."

She winked and burst into tears again, "In the end, he fell in love with me and she married me... Haha, your mother ruined her family, but in the end she still couldn't get the love she wanted. The world is like this

It’s not fair. Why are women the vicious ones and the scourge? It was your father who forced your mother to kill her. I hate your mother, but I also understand her. Everything is a man! A man!"

Her voice was broken and her hands were clenched tightly.

"I, Liu Yunmei, claimed that I wanted to win the wind and the rain, but in the end I was defeated by you, Lin Zuoyan. People say that I am a disaster, and I have killed countless people. However, in my eyes, Lin Zuoyan,

You are the trouble, you will be my life-long bane. You will never know how much I hate you, but how much I love you!"

As much hate as there is love.

The sharp edge flashed, and the muffled sound of flesh being pierced suddenly sounded. Rong Qinxin took a breath of cold air, and saw that the woman on the ground had stabbed the small dagger in her sleeve into her belly without hesitation. Her expression

Suddenly she became very desolate and peaceful, as if she had emerged from endless suffering and suffering. Her eyes were blurred as she looked at Lin Zuoyan's increasingly blurry figure.

"Actually..." She smiled again, overwhelmingly. "I'm very happy..."

This fragile voice is loud in this space.

"It has been three hundred and forty-nine days since I last saw you, Lin Zuoyan...three hundred and forty-nine days..."

The woman stopped talking and closed her eyes.

The blood was bright red and spread under her body. She was lying on the ground with a smile on her face. No one knew what she recalled or what kind of scene she had in her memory. Maybe she was there.

During the three hundred and forty-nine days of loneliness, she kept thinking about it. Even if she died, she wanted to remember it well.

This is a memory that only she will remember.

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Lin Zuoyan stood there, his eyes red and unblinking. He held his mother's hands, trembling slightly. Rong Qin's heart was filled with tears. She covered her mouth and tried not to make a sound. The look in her eyes

Falling on the man's desolate back, he looked so lonely and helpless, like an abandoned child. The tears blurred her vision, and she couldn't see clearly how Lin Zuoyan was holding his mother's body, staggering slightly.

Walked out.

The night was so long, with no wind, no moon, no stars, everything seemed to be at the bottom of the land, without hope. Rong Qinxin stood in the lobby of Yufang Apartment, Lin Zuoyan on the sofa still had his back to her,

Everything was so quiet. She felt like nothing had happened. But Qinxin stood behind the man and looked at him with wet eyes, but she felt that he was so far away.

He was silent, not even breathing.

He didn't cry out about pain, he just sat silently.

Thin and gentle footsteps gradually approached this man who was as lonely as death. His eyebrows moved, and he knew it was her walking towards her. Rong Qinxin walked slowly behind him, and then lifted her body up as high as she could

Her hand hugged him from behind. She bent down a little, held his head in her arms, and murmured softly:

"If you want to cry... just cry."

No one will blame you, no one will look down on you.

Why do you always have to work so hard? No matter how sad or painful you are, you still refuse to cry. Why do you have to carry this burden and put all the blame of fate on your shoulders?

"this is not your fault……"

The dead will not blame you. Your mother will not blame you, and your father will not blame you. You are just an unloved child of God. But Lin Zuoyan, I love you, and I will be by your side, hug you, and tell you

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"I'll be with you...sad..."

We bear it together and grieve together...

The tears could no longer be stopped. The man cried so sadly like a wounded child. The sobs spread in his throat, and the hot tears fell on Qin Xin's hands one by one, soaking her entire palm.

The refreshing tears also dripped down vertically and wet the man's hair.

In 1931, in the dark night, the two people hugged each other and cried silently. For the first time, Lin Zuoyan felt that even if the whole world had collapsed, there was at least one embrace that was so warm. Because that embrace told him...

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