Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (nine)

Geng Xiu was pushed into the elevator by Qinghuan. She smiled at him, then turned around and went home, never looking at him again.

But the moment I turned around, the smile on my face disappeared completely.

This world always brings cruelty to people while being warm.

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw a nervous little face: "Aunt, you, are you okay? Where is the police uncle? Are you quarreling? I saw that his face was very bad... What's wrong with Aunt?"

The care and worries on her little face were sincere. Qinghuan touched her fanned face. When she lived with her aunt and uncle, she was a gloomy, introverted and thin child, but now she was white, tender, healthy and healthy, and seemed to have come out of the shadow of the past.

very nice.

"You have to listen to the police uncle in the future."

"Auntie is leaving?" When she heard this, she was frightened and immediately grabbed Qinghuan's sleeve, "I don't want to listen to others. Where are my aunt going? Take me with me too!"

"He is a good person and will take good care of you. In the future, study hard, get into a good university, and find a job you like, and live a peaceful and happy life." Qinghuan smiled slightly. This was her wish, but unfortunately, she never had the chance to go to college again in this life. She regretted that she had not even finished junior high school. Even though her knowledge in the future has far exceeded the scope specified by her academic qualifications, for Qinghuan, school is a beautiful dream. She was once in it, and she knew the beauty and cruelty of it, and then she never had the chance to go back in her whole life.

"No!" The face of tears flowed through the fan, and his hands even grabbed Qinghuan and refused to let go. "I won't let my aunt go! Aunt can't leave me! I'm the only one!"

"We have no blood relationship. If you hadn't been pestering you, I wouldn't have taken you in." Qinghuan's gentle voice told the ruthless facts, "You can't rely on me all your life."

"I can do it! I can endure hardship! I can eat any kind of hardship! I can't go to school or buy new clothes. I give all my money to my aunt. Aunt, don't throw away the fan, don't throw away the fan, okay?" The little girl who was afraid of being abandoned cried and burst into tears, but a person as heartless as Qinghuan was not moved. She just gently pinched the face and knew that this girl was just the same kind as the little policeman, and she was the same kind of person who was not dead. She didn't hit the head and was bleeding, and she didn't know what it means to retreat.

"Really?"

"Really!" I was afraid that Qinghuan would not believe in her, so the little girl was about to cry, "I can do anything! I can do laundry, cook, clean-up-"

"I don't need you to do that for me." Qinghuan chuckled, "I'll live a very comfortable life most of the time with me, but..." She paused and asked Fan again, "Are you sure you can really do anything? Won't you hold me back?"

"No!!" Swearing.

"Okay, come with me."

Fanfan was taken to the suburbs of the city by Qinghuan in a daze. There was a big project here. A group of workers wearing only vests and hard hats were working hard. Their vests were wet with sweat, and the sun was scorching. Fanfan didn't understand why his aunt brought him here.

"Looking at them, what do you think?"

Fan is unknown so: "What...how?"

"How do you feel when you see these people?"

"It's very hard and hard to live." Fanfan saw two of the workers saying something to each other, with smiles on each other's faces. It seemed that although the work was hard, they did not lose their happiness. "I heard that many workers came from other places, and they should all want to make more money and go home."

Qinghuan laughed again, "Want to follow me all the time?"

"think!"

"Okay, go and kill them all."

Fan Fan thought there was something wrong with his ear: "Aunt?"

"I said, if you go and kill them all, you will be able to follow me forever. I will never betray you or abandon you, as long as you kill them."

How could Fan Fan accept such a thing? She was very happy when her uncle died because she finally didn't have to face such a nightmare, but these people didn't know her before, so how could she kill someone? And... "Killing, killing is illegal!"

Qing Huan laughed, "It's illegal? Then how do you think your uncle died? It's really an accident? That's a coincidence?"

Fanfan kept deceiving himself and was unwilling to think deeply about this issue. She was like an ostrich hiding her head, not watching, listening, and thinking about anything. It seemed that this could be considered as normal.

"They all look simple and honest, right? They look very kind. If you go over and ask for directions, they will tell you enthusiastically, and will also remind you, a little girl, not to trust strangers casually and go home quickly. If you really can't find the way, they can call the police for you - it's really a very good group of people."

"But it was this group of very good people. On the way back to the dormitory after the night shift, they met a girl tied up and stuffed in a trash can. What do you think they would do? Should they rescue her and send her home? Should they help her find a policeman? Or should they catch her from the trash can and use the alcohol to catch her one by one?" Qing Huan laughed, "It's indeed a group of good people, but these good people ruined a person's life. The girl's family is poor and dependent on her seriously ill mother, but she is very committed. Not only is she good in character and academic performance, but she also has an excellent boyfriend. Her good days are finally coming. Before graduation, she was admitted to a large enterprise, and she can finally take off her burden for so many years. But at this moment, she was tied up by her boyfriend's admirer, stripped off all her clothes and stuffed them into the trash can. It was on this dark, humid road that few people passed by."

"As you said, this is really a group of good people. After doing that, he knew to leave clothes for the girl. But so what?" Qinghuan's eyes were extremely cold. "She committed suicide, and her life was completely over. Her seriously ill mother, who loves her boyfriend, will bear all this? Tell me, who did it wrong? Why do they have to pay the price of losing the person they love the most? And these people."

These people are the most ordinary, the most ordinary, just like this, and the most vicious.

Because of their mediocrity, this became the best mask of escape.

Ah, I have a wife and children at home to support me, ah, the house is leaking and I want to repair it for so many years, and the elders have to support me... So many difficulties sound so sad and sympathetic - but no matter how good they are and how kind they are, what does it have to do with the evil deeds they have done?

"No one seeks justice for her. There is no surveillance and no evidence here. The police can't find anything. What can she do?"

He looked at her in fear, his eyes filled with tears.

"Did you see it? This world is so cruel. Some people are happy and some are sad. If you follow me, you have to live such a life every day. So go, don't follow me, and don't remember me anymore." Qinghuan slapped her last glance, "Go away."

She fanned her and turned around subconsciously, but she immediately regretted it. However, in just a few seconds, Qinghuan had completely disappeared in front of her.

Then, I never came back.

She never saw this woman again, and only learned about the bizarre death of more than a dozen workers overnight when she was used to watching the news every day.

It was made by my aunt.

But who is my aunt? What is her last name? Where did she come from? What did she do?

Fans don't know anything.

She wanted to find her, but found that she didn't even have any videos related to her aunt, and they had never even taken photos. Later, she went into her aunt's room, which was clean. In fact, my aunt was originally a clean person. The reason why she left herself was not a servant but a servant, but a person who saw her fear and loneliness.

My aunt left, and there was no trace of private left. Even if the police came to collect evidence later, there were only her and the police uncle's fingerprints and DNA in the family. My aunt disappeared mysteriously in this world. Her sudden appearance and sudden disappearance.

That's it.

Fanfan did not move to live with the police uncle, she could take care of herself alone, she just... missed the woman named Qinghuan very much. Later, the police uncle also disappeared, and she became a lonely man. She lived quietly every day, and as her aunt said, she studied hard, got into a good university, do a job she loved, and spent her life safely and happily.

But what about my aunt? Where did she go? Where would she be? Will she come back? She didn't leave. She wanted to guard this home. Maybe one day my aunt will come back to see her. She believed so firmly.

Later she found that her account had a lot of money, which was amazing, enough for her to live without working and spend money like money for the rest of her life. Then the house was also registered under her name, and later, the house of the police uncle on the opposite side became hers, but both of them completely disappeared into her life.

Fans slowly got used to loneliness. She was alone and did not get close to anyone, especially men. She did not walk out of the shadow of the past. Once she saw the middle-aged man with a friendly smile on her face, she couldn't help but tremble.

It was a memory that penetrated into the bone marrow. Because there was a strong and gentle woman who protected her, she could forget everything for the time being, but later that woman left, and the memory came uninvited.

Then, she found herself learning to smoke.

When the lighter is not found, the gas stove is indeed very useful.
Chapter completed!