He didn't say it well. If he was jealous, he would still have a turn, but what surprised him was that the back of such a gentle and submissive woman was such a terrifying side, which made him feel terrible.
But... also good.
The squirrel man suddenly thought, if another man replaces himself, he might be able to break away from this woman a little bit. To be honest, he still feels a little scared for such a woman.
Therefore, in the days and nights since then, the villa here is no longer a squirrel man’s place alone. There are often young and beautiful men coming and going. Rumors spread quickly. The woman’s husband finally found out and came to the woman angrily to settle accounts. , But saw the woman showed evidence of his cheating.
"Now, you cheated. I have iron evidence. You are just a rumor. So if you sue for divorce, according to the marriage law, you have to give me half of the family property." The woman seemed to be prepared, hugging her chest, and said leisurely.
When the husband heard this, he gritted his teeth, but couldn’t help it. Finally, after thinking about it, he endured it. So the woman gave birth to a child soon, and the child grew up, but the husband seemed to be a shadow, only faintly on the wall. In the photo album I posted, sometimes the child would ask the woman "Where did Dad go?", while the woman stroked the child's head and said with a smile: "He is flying, it's okay, my mother is raising you."
The child can only do this, but occasionally he will be rewarded. For example, during Chinese New Year, he will be led by his mother to a large family gathering. At that time, he can see his nominal father, like his father’s face. Unfamiliar, completely different from the radiant face on the wall. The child timidly called "Dad". When the man heard this, he frowned, as if he had touched the mold and looked down at himself in disgust. The child became witty. Hiding away, no longer annoyed his father.
The days went by like this. A few years later, the woman broke the child again. The child didn’t know who it was. When the husband heard it, he just sneered. Now two people are like strangers. They don’t talk when they meet each other, and if they intercede. Dividing, that's all clean, if there is, it is just "evidence" piled up in the women's safe, so that they can't be separated from each other.
However, what I did not expect was that one day a few years later, in a daily night, the squirrel man came to reunite, but the baby died inexplicably. After the ridiculous competition between two female police officers, the case gradually became more and more troublesome. It has become a scandal case after another.
The case is actually not tortuous, from the tramp to the squirrel man, to the housewife and the teenager, and then back to the housewife.
"I killed it."
The woman finally confessed, with a relieved expression on her face: "I killed the child. Because the child was not the husband's, I was afraid that he would find out, so I deliberately gave the child too much medicine and killed the child."
"Om—"
Public opinion is in an uproar...
…
"Pattern."
The video is closed and everything is combined.
"How is it?" The squirrel man's voice came from his ear, with the sharpness outside the world, and it pierced into my heart little by little: "You have finished reading, what do you think?"
"Very good." I held the phone and nodded stupidly.
"Very good? What does it mean to be very good?" The squirrel man's tone was suspicious: "Don't you want to know..."
"I know." I cut off his words: "But it's okay, everything has nothing to do with me, doesn't it?" After saying this, in order to show that the wind is calm, I spread my hands and grinned.
"Really?" The squirrel man looked at me in surprise.
"Really." I nodded solemnly.
"Oh..." The squirrel man suddenly felt a little lost, as if his fist hit the cotton. There was an unexpected loss. He rubbed his hands, swallowed the loss, shrugged, and said: "Okay, just take it. I've never been here." As he said, I grabbed the phone back from my hand, but for some reason, I squeezed and squeezed, but didn't move it.
"What are you doing?" The squirrel man frowned, "Return the phone to me."
"Oh, can you show it to me? I want to see it again." I held the phone and lowered my head.
The squirrel man suddenly realized something, put his hand down, laughed, and patted his thigh: "Okay, okay, this phone is for you."
At this time, the outside bell rang, the prisoners' release time had been combined, and there were successive footsteps and the sound of whistle, and the sound of commands was endless.
"I'm leaving." The squirrel man waved his hand to me, grinned, turned and walked outside, but when he walked outside the door, he suddenly turned his head and scorned me like a final farewell, but he was happy. , Success, that smile is also full of joy, I know, but sometimes, you can't help it, because it is more vicious and more tragic than his smile.
I was sitting alone in the iron prison of the prison, holding the phone in my hand. The phone was already covered with heat. The light outside was shining on my face. The hustle and bustle outside the door was the sound of whistle, humming and footsteps. The prisoners were in the cafeteria. After eating, there was a world-specific buzzing sound. I swallowed, looked down at the phone, turned on the screen, and the video jumped out. The woman's face was so clear. After years of soaking, I actually felt like her. Forget it, but the smile is similar, with the corners of his mouth slightly pursed and tilted up, it is the most beautiful allure.
Poor me, I actually spent my whole life just for this moment of Allure, and in the end, I actually proved a joke.
She is not the goddess I want to protect, nor is she happy as I imagined. She used me and killed the boys who entangled her. Then she used her best friend to grab the rich and handsome, live the life she wanted, and use it again. The squirrel man gets the right not to divorce, then, then
Why did she want to kill her own child? A weird thought suddenly popped out. My heart was beating like a fish falling into a boiling pot... After a long time, I finally laughed. I was really happy. Laugh, this laugh gave me courage. I stood up and walked outside the door. The bailiff was standing by the door, looking at me vigilantly, and took out his baton and yelled, "It’s time to eat."
"I know." I nodded, took out a tiny chip from the sole of my shoe, and handed it to the bailiff.
The bailiff looked at the chip suspiciously, and suddenly yelled, "You hid it privately? This thing is not allowed to be brought in. When will you hide it, bastard."
"Oh, this is the whole truth about the infanticide." I smiled at him, and put my phone in the hands of the bailiff: "And this, now, you are blessed today, and I will give you a big credit for nothing. , If you give these to the top, the other side of the infanticide case will be solved."
The bailiff's eyes widened. He was only in his twenties. He had a baby face with youthful vigor, and the corners of his mouth had pimples. His eyelashes were dazzled by the light outside, and he opened his mouth and said, "What, what? With what?"
"Just leave these to the top." I sighed, patted the bailiff on the shoulder, and muttered, "I'm very tired."
With that said, I climbed over the railing on the opposite side and jumped leisurely into the prison hall.
I forgot to say that my prison lives on the seventh floor. I forgot to say that the woman I love is called Li Fang.
…
"This is the truth about the tramp?"
Zhu Yue fell into the memory ball of the tramp, groaning in his heart, really unexpectedly...
While thinking about it, the consciousness that suddenly felt gradually began to melt in the tramp's memory ball, as if it were about to be swallowed.
"Help."
Zhu Yue struggled, but no matter how hard she struggled, she was like Xueshuang falling into the water, melting and disappearing, "No." Zhu Yue suddenly remembered that voice—"If you can wake them up... "
wake…
How to wake up
How can I wake up
This is how to do
Zhu Yue's consciousness was tumbling in the memory ball of the tramp, and it was about to melt. Just at this critical moment, the ghosts and gods were so strange that Zhu Yue suddenly shouted, "Love is thinking."
Suddenly, a light shot at Zhu Yue, separating her consciousness from the tramp’s memory ball, and gradually floating in the air. Soon, a memory ball approached her, and the two spheres quickly collided. It emits a dazzling light.
"what-"