Huo Xiaofang sat next to Yang Xiao, looking at her helpless, and remembering the letter Li Yanyan had given him, revealing such a strong helplessness, sadness and sadness. For a time, my heart felt like a big rock was horizontal, and it was uncomfortable.
His outstretched hand slowly rested on Yang Xiao's shoulder, and Yang Xiao, who was trembling with his head and body, made no sound. At this moment, he burst into tears. Huo Xiaofang gently stroked her back, like comforting a sad child.
The sad gate that Yang Xiao had been suppressing in his heart couldn't hold back once it was opened. She has always kept everything in her heart. She doesn't want Chen Mei to worry, nor does she like that she is a weak and helpless girl, so she puts all the sad emotions down in her heart, with a smile on her face. .
But the nerves collapsed too tight, and there were always times when the strings dropped, and the second Chen Mei was handcuffed, her string couldn't hold up anymore.
It was the first time that Huo Xiaofang saw a person crying heartbreakingly, and for the first time saw a girl shed endless tears. As for Yanyan, how many tears did she shed, who was once helpless and desperate.
In his mind, he held the hand that gradually lost his body temperature, and she said in the letter, "Goodbye, the boy I secretly like." She gave him tears in every word, as if a scene is reappearing. The eyes are a little red.
The girl who appeared next to her had the same eyes as hers, and these eyes were full of sadness at this time.
His hands on Yang Xiao's shoulders slowly turned his arms around her chest. Perhaps this could comfort the sad girl. And she must have hoped to have a shoulder to lend her little warmth. If he was more active and attentive at the time, he would not bring wine and coins to her tomb from time to time and take care of himself. The scene of talking to her.
Yang Xiao's cry stopped, Huo Xiaofang let go, she raised her head, looking at him with red and swollen eyes, her voice hoarse: "Thank you!"
Huo Xiaofang reached out and rubbed her hair: "What are you planning?"
Yang Xiao closed his eyes and took a long breath, "Where is he?"
Huo Xiaofang immediately understood: "Yang Qiang's body is in the forensic medicine department."
Yang Xiao: "I want to go and see!"
She stood outside the autopsy room and saw Yang Qiang's body through the glass. The body covered in white cloth was more swollen than the alive, and his eyes were closed. Her eyes widened. The person she once hated holding a knife, but now lies there motionless, looking cold, no longer as fiercely as he used to be. It was this man who gave her life, but deeply hurt her and Chen Mei.
The person in my mind who often beats my mother doesn't seem to be the same person in front of me. The original hatred for him unexpectedly disappeared after seeing him lying there motionless. She bowed deeply at Yang Qiang's corpse three times, turned and left.
Cai Liao looked at Huo Xiaofang and then at the girl who had left, with a smile on his lips.
The two were about to leave, when assistant Xiaoguan ran in and said, "Master, the chief department called and said that it has been confirmed that the deceased was killed by an overdose of tetramethylene disulfone tetramine."
Cai Liao nodded, and said to Huo Xiaofang, who stopped walking, "I heard the result, you guessed it, the cause of death was Tetramine."
Huo Xiaofang glanced at Yang Xiao's back: "The murderer has already come forward."
Cai Liao raised his eyebrows and did not speak.
(End of this chapter)