I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 662 Uncertainty (74)

"Why didn't you come out earlier?" Xinghua cried until she couldn't make a sound: "Why wasn't you the one who died? What a wonderful person he was, he survived like that, thinking of you even when he died."

She cried hard, picked up a wooden stick and hit her on the back.

Xi Qing remained motionless, holding an urn in her arms, her eyes were empty, her whole body was like a dead old tree, lifeless.

She didn't seem to feel the pain in her back, the world was dark, she couldn't hear any sound, and sank into her own world.

Until there was a cry of a child at the door.

Xinghua hugged the child and stroked the back of his head: "Don't be afraid, Gouwa, mom is playing games with her, don't be afraid..."

"Mom, who is she?" The boy asked with his watery eyes.

"She is your father's old friend."

"Who is the old man?"

"An old friend is someone you met a long time ago."

"Oh." The boy seemed to understand and nodded his head.

Xi Qing hugged the urn, and her eyes fell on the child with a bit of sullenness. He didn't look like Luo Li at all.

She stepped forward, scarlet flashing in her bloodshot eyes.

The woman backed up with the child in her arms: "What are you going to do? I hit you just now, and it has nothing to do with him."

"I just want to ask you, is he Luo Li's child?"

"What do you ask for this?"

"Say!"

Xinghua stared at her vigilantly, and shook her head: "I had the child before I got married. He and I are just a couple in name, and we have been living separately."

Xi Qing took a deep look at her, and threw a bank card over: "From now on, you won't even be in name, this is to repay your kindness for taking care of him."

Everything about him should be hers, even death.

Xinghua was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"You have nothing to do with Luo Li in the future."

"You want to take him away?"

"He was supposed to be mine!"

After she finished speaking, she walked out. The woman was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stopped her, and shouted: "Wait a minute, he has something for you."

Xi turned his head lightly.

"This box is a car key, he asked me to hand it to you."

She didn't speak, and took it silently, and her figure gradually drifted away.

The scorching sun at noon, the light like needles, seemed to pierce people's eyelids, the puppy on the side of the road lay on the ground and stuck out its tongue, and the sound of heavy panting came into Xi Qing's ears clearly.

She walked aimlessly, and unknowingly came to a mulberry tree. The black and purple fruits hung all over the branches. When the breeze blew, they fell down and fell a little at her feet.

The woman looked at the tree, and the years have changed, and she can still remember the light in his eyes when he gave her the ring that night.

After many years, the past is vivid in my mind, mixed with sorrow and joy, the tree is still there, but the people are gone.

She couldn't help screaming up to the sky, and turned her head. Not far away, there were sunflowers and peach trees with luxuriant branches and leaves. What he left to him, after all, was spent years and became a regret.

Xi Qing sat under the peach tree, tears welling up.

"...The sky is empty, the earth is empty, and life is in it...Love is empty, hate is empty, life is empty, and life is empty. Joy is empty, sadness is empty, it is nothing more than a dream. Fate is also empty , the evil is empty, the past life and the future life are gone without a trace..."

A crazy monk, with his back bent, was beating a dilapidated wooden fish in his hand, barefoot, singing while walking.

She raised her eyes, and the man had already passed by, her eyes were blurred by tears, and there was only a swaying shadow in her vision.

— "Who is he?"

——"His name is Lai San, I heard that he was a gangster when he was young, and then somehow he became a monk by himself, and he is not a regular monk. He eats meat and vegetables, and when he gets sick, he will chase other people's chickens and dogs... ..."

The voice is still in her ears, she seems to have returned to that evening more than ten years ago, the man stood by the pond in the sunset, and the sunset behind him was all over the sky. He smiled at her against the light: "Next time you come to my house, I will go down the river for you." Touch a fish."

Memories gradually overlapped, Xi Qing cried until she couldn't make a sound, her eyes were full of sadness, as if darkness engulfed her.

Vaguely, she felt that her arms were empty, the pictures in her mind were intertwined, there were many figures, the surroundings were silent, the world was pale, and everything was silent.

When she woke up again, her eyes were sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, unstoppable.

In an instant, the wind and the cloud rose, the ghosts cried, the sky cried, and the universe moved.

But suddenly a male voice came to his ears: "Your money has been stolen."

The man's voice is like a stream, clear and cool.

Jun Qing turned his head and glanced at Wannian.

The wind dies.

[End of this plane]

　The style of this story is depressing, hehehe, the next story is still pastoral, put sugar, restore the previous relaxed and playful little white style, only fall in love, the plot takes a backseat, adjust it a bit.

　　Are you all ready to get bored?Continue to be so sweet...

　　
　
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