In the room, a tense atmosphere permeated the silent two.
Zhong Ziyu didn't expect that Yue Dansheng would go back and forth, let alone that he would offer to have a private talk with him.
The confined space made him very nervous.
"What are you thinking?" Suddenly, the young man opposite spoke.
Zhong Ziyu hurriedly wanted to speak, but because of his panic, he opened his mouth and let out a hiccup...
His face instantly turned pale with annoyance.
Yue Dansheng looked him up and down, with obvious impatience in his eyes: "I'm asking you something."
Zhong Ziyu quickly raised his head, but when he met the young man's eyes, he moved away hastily. Such a worthless self made him very disgusted, and he said distractedly: "No, I didn't think about anything."
Yue Dansheng got up suddenly, with a rude movement, he pushed the chair until it made a "clang".
Zhong Ziyu looked at him and couldn't help clenching his hands into fists.
Yue Dansheng saw it, narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "Do you want to do it?"
This is very hateful, because they all know that Zhong Ziyu is different now, he has no internal strength at all, so why talk about doing something
Zhong Ziyu just stared at him for a long time without making a sound.
Yue Dansheng was uncomfortably stared at by him, so he looked away, looked around the small room, and asked, "Do you remember the last time we met?"
The last time we met, was it at the county government office
As if knowing what he was thinking, Yue Dansheng said slightly mockingly: "That time in Qingyun Kingdom."
As soon as these words came out, Zhong Ziyu's face turned pale again.
The last time Qingyunguo met was the day when Yue Dansheng made a move on him. On that day, this person suddenly appeared, found his place without warning, and proposed to have a private chat with him.
Chatting, Zhong Ziyu still remembers his mood at that time, although suspicious, but excited, he dreamed that one day he could sit down with Yue Dansheng and have a good talk with him calmly,
But the other party never gave him this chance, this time, he got his wish!
That day, he was immersed in the joy of burying the hatchet with his friend, and he didn't guard against any actions of the other party. Then, he drank the cup of tea that the other party poured him.
What a clumsy way to add medicine to tea? However, Zhong Ziyu was fooled by his complacency.
At midnight, when he woke up, his clothes had been stripped off. The man was sitting on the bench in front of the candlelight, rubbing a narrow bone-scraping knife in his hand.
Mang, the man looked at him and said with a sneer, "I'm here to get something."
The pain of skinning and dismantling the bones is still unforgettable. This may be called retribution. When he skinned others, he never thought that one day he would experience such a life-threatening pain.
Seeing his complexion getting worse and worse, Yue Dansheng knew that Zhong Ziyu had already remembered, his face was cold, he tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, and said gloomyly: "This room is different from
The room we met last time was about the same size. "
Zhong Ziyu's lips turned white this time, he looked at him and asked, "Are you going to kill me?"
Yue Dansheng's voice was cold: "I should have killed you long ago."
Zhong Ziyu frowned: "But you saved it before..."
"Why did I save you, you don't know?" Yue Dansheng asked coolly, seeing that Zhong Ziyu was on the verge of collapse, he took two steps forward triumphantly, walked up to him, raised his hand,
Pull out the dagger at the waist.
With a "bang", the tip of the knife was inserted into the round table in front of him, Yue Dansheng held the handle of the knife, narrowing his narrow eyes.
"Your brother Wei, he said something to me. He said that after Chongming's death, your life was not easy. He said that you blamed yourself and regretted it. Is that true?"
The edge of the blade shone with a cutting light, Zhong Ziyu stared at the short knife with half of the blade stuck on the table, moved his eyes up, and then looked at the young man in front of him, who was close at hand.
When Yue Chongming was mentioned, Yue Dansheng's expression was serious. The death of his younger sister, no matter how long it had been, was the deepest thorn in his heart, and no one could pull it out.
Zhong Ziyu stared at him deeply, seeing that the murderous intent accumulated in the other person's eyes was getting stronger and stronger, he was suddenly very tired, so tired that even the volume of his voice became weaker: "Yue Dansheng, I never answered you
, Why did you do this in the first place? Today, I want to say, do you want to listen? "
Yue Dansheng looked at him seriously, standing upright, still holding the short knife in his hand: "Tell me."
Zhong Ziyu stared at him: "I'm a lunatic, you know that."
Yue Dansheng frowned.
Zhong Ziyu reversed his cowardice just now, stood up suddenly, faced Yue Dansheng at eye level, and stared firmly into his eyes: "You put a lunatic with your sister, you
Haven't you ever worried? "
Yue Dansheng pulled out the dagger from the table and held it horizontally in front of Zhong Ziyu's neck.
Zhong Ziyu looked down at the knife, and chuckled lightly: "Love her, like me..."
Yue Dansheng tightened his grip on the handle of the knife.
Zhong Ziyu looked at him: "You know that too."
Yue Dansheng pushed the dagger forward a few inches, and gritted his teeth: "Yes, I know, I really regret that I didn't stop her at the beginning, it's not good to like someone, I like you, a bastard!"
"Yes, you should stop her." Zhong Ziyu roared, his tone full of resentment: "Why didn't you stop her? Why did you match us up? I am alone and free,
Why do you want me to marry your sick sister? Why do you think I will agree? "
The phrase "sick child" ignited Yue Dansheng's anger to the extreme. He held the handle of the knife with one hand and Zhong Ziyu's collar with the other, and pulled him to him: "Say it again!"
Zhong Ziyu's eyes turned red: "It's the same ten times! That's what I thought at the time! I saw your intentions, but I didn't want to marry her. After you left, I told her that I didn't want to marry her."
Caring for her, I don't want to stay there, I don't want to be with her every day and night, boring, I want to find you, didn't we agree when we were young, ride horses, travel around the world,
Why is it like this now? Why should I take care of your sister like a servant! And you won't come back once a month, three months, half a year, or even a year! you
Why are you so worried about me? Why did you entrust Yue Zhongming to me? That's not the life I want, she's a drag, a drag on you, and a drag on me! "
"Shut up!" Yue Dansheng was trembling with anger, he dropped the dagger, and punched Zhong Ziyu on the side of the face.
Zhong Ziyu was thrown to the ground, but he still held his head up and said stubbornly: "I said you should marry someone, find someone to marry, you have a husband's family, a husband-in-law, you
You don't have to follow us anymore, she said yes, then marry someone, if someone is willing to marry her, if someone is willing to marry a sick child, she will marry..." At this point, Zhong Ziyu was already crying
When he came out, he lay on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot: "When that man appeared, she and I both breathed a sigh of relief, but later... later..."
Later, someone told them that the man had a wife and room, and even had several sons. It was this news that traumatized the already weak Yue Zhongming physically and mentally, because before that,
, that man once mentioned that as long as she is willing to give him her body, he will marry her immediately.
But the marriage is fake, but the body is delivered, but it is true.
She even conceived a child.
Yue Zhongming gave birth to that child, and that man died in Zhong Ziyu's hands.
However, Yue Zhongming also died, on the day the child was born, the cause of death was dystocia, and her body and bones could not bear the birth of a full-term baby.
The long labor process, the birth of that baby exhausted the last sliver of effort in her life