The Rescue Of The Tragic Villain Is In Progress

Chapter 120: Uncle, I love you

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Sui Yuesheng sensed from the beginning that the policeman was suspicious of him. He slowly clasped his fingers together, and because of the excessive force, he felt a sharp stinging pain on the back of his hand.

Pain is not a thing, but it can sometimes keep you awake.

"Go ahead," Sui Yuesheng turned the wheelchair slightly and faced Yan Yuezhao directly. His hair covered his emotions, making it difficult to see clearly, "What do you want to do?"

Although Yan Yuezhao was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the completely different face before and after the New Year. He sat up straight unconsciously and became alert: "I should be the one asking you this question. What exactly do you want to do by approaching Meng Zhoushan?"

“What do I want to do…?”

Sui Yuesheng unconsciously stroked the gauze on the back of his hand and repeated it in a murmur. He looked up at Yan Yuezhao: "Officer Yan, I am paralyzed, what can I do?"

"Just know that I will never hurt him..."

If Yan Yuezhao hadn't had a disability in his legs, he would have rushed over and grabbed his collar and asked, "Your legs are obviously gone. When we were arresting the murderer that day, I saw you stand up from your wheelchair!"

Sui Yuesheng remained calm. He slowly leaned back in his chair and asked softly, "Oh, so what?"

He actually admitted it directly.

Yan Yuezhao was startled. He really couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Meng Zhoushan?"

Sui Yuesheng smiled and said, "Do you think he will believe you or me?"

Yan Yuezhao subconsciously wanted to say that he and Meng Zhoushan had known each other for more than ten years, and they were not only brothers but also relatives. Could it be that he would not believe him? !

But Yan Yuezhao thought again, Meng Zhoushan might not believe him. He almost swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and said coldly, "What is your relationship with the murderer? For Meng Zhoushan's sake, I won't take you back to the bureau for investigation. Now that he is not here, you must tell me everything clearly!"

Sui Yuesheng: "There is no connection."

He watched Yan Yuezhao slowly spread out his palms, and saw his white fingertips were almost transparent under the sunlight, and his hands were empty. Except for scars and dust dancing on them: "See, I have nothing..."

"I have no home, no friends, and even no enemies..."

"What do you think is the connection between me and the murderer?"

It's rare to be alone in the world.

Yan Yuezhao looked at him directly, his eyes sharp: "I don't believe it."

Sui Yuesheng chuckled when he heard this. He slowly tightened his fingertips, leaned forward, and lowered his voice and said, "Officer Yan, when you really find evidence one day, come and interrogate me."

He was hinting at something, as if reminding someone: "I hope you can live to see that day..."

Yan Yuezhao thought he was just threatening him, and wondered what kind of mentally ill person Meng Zhoushan had taken in. However, he had no choice but to take him back to the police station for investigation. If he couldn't get anything out of him, he would be released within 24 hours.

He suddenly lost his appetite and picked up his cane and left, closing the door with a bang. However, when he looked up, he saw Meng Zhoushan standing outside the door, asking in surprise, "Meng Zhoushan?!"

Sui Yuesheng in the room froze when he heard Jing.

Meng Zhoushan had just walked out of the door when he realized that he had forgotten to take his phone. He turned back and did not expect to hear such a conversation. For a moment, he did not know whether to blame the door for not being soundproof or to blame his own sensitive ears.

"… "

Meng Zhoushan and Yan Yuezhao stared at each other for a few seconds, not knowing how to respond. They just felt that the atmosphere in the corridor was so oppressive that they couldn't breathe. After a moment, he turned around and walked towards the elevator.

"Meng Zhoushan! Stop!"

Yan Yuezhao knew that Meng Zhoushan must have heard what he just said, so he quickly caught up with him on crutches, grabbed him back, and pressed him against the wall of the corridor: "You must have heard it all, why are you pretending!"

Meng Zhoushan frowned slightly: "What did you hear? Yan Yuezhao, you are crazy."

Yan Yuezhao was furious: "Sui Yuesheng is simply lying to you! There is nothing wrong with his leg, and he is connected to the murderer. You might be the next one to die!"

Meng Zhoushan pried his hands apart: "Yan Yuezhao, you are a policeman, you need to provide evidence when speaking."

Yan Yuezhao simply couldn't believe that there was such a stubborn person in the world. He was irritable and tried to hold back, but in the end he couldn't help it and punched Meng Zhoushan to the ground: "You are fucking kidding your own life, do you know that?"

Meng Zhoushan was caught off guard by Yan Yuezhao's move, and was hit hard on the face. He groaned, and the smell of blood immediately filled his mouth. He frowned and covered his face, trying to get up from the ground, but the next second he was directly pulled up from the ground by Yan Yuezhao: "You want evidence, right? I'll take him to the police station to investigate, and I won't cry until I see the coffin! If Sui Yuesheng is really killed, I will not show mercy, and he will spend the rest of his life in prison!"

After Yan Yuezhao finished speaking, he pushed Meng Zhoushan away, picked up his crutches and was about to go back. However, he saw a figure in a wheelchair at the corner of the corridor. It was Sui Yuesheng.

Sui Yuesheng sat in the wheelchair without saying a word. He looked calm, but a closer look revealed that his fingertips were tightly clenched on his palms, with such force that they almost penetrated into his flesh.

He didn't expect Meng Zhoushan to be standing outside...

Sui Yuesheng was filled with anxiety and fear. He looked at the purple corners of Meng Zhoushan's mouth and pursed his lips with difficulty, but his throat seemed to be filled with mute medicine and he couldn't utter a word.

"uncle… "

Meng Zhoushan recognized the two words by his lip shape.

Yan Yuezhao saw Sui Yuesheng appear and looked at his legs: "Your legs are already healed, why are you still sitting in a wheelchair? Stand up."

Sui Yuesheng didn't, he didn't even look at Yan Yuezhao, his eyes were fixed on Meng Zhoushan stubbornly. He wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, his face was pale, and after a few breaths, his eyes were red.

He did cheat on him...

Upon seeing this, Yan Yuezhao directly pulled Sui Yuesheng up from the wheelchair and threw it aside with such force that it seemed to be able to crush his bones: "Didn't you hear me telling you to stand up?! Meng Zhoushan, what kind of magic potion did he feed you?!"

After years of paralysis in a wheelchair, his legs were still weak and he could not support his body at all. He could only fall to the cold ground in embarrassment. His clean new clothes were immediately stained with dust. Sui Yuesheng struggled to get up from the ground, but he could not break free from Yan Yuezhao's grip.

Yan Yuezhao: "Meng Zhoushan, open your eyes and look carefully. How long has he lied to you? If Sui Yuesheng is connected to Ouroboros, you will be the next one to die!"

Sui Yuesheng tried his best to break free from him, and hot tears fell to the ground. He looked at Meng Zhoushan with red eyes and shook his head: "No..."

No…

He won't hurt Meng Zhoushan...

Never...

Sui Yuesheng tried his best to stand up and explain, but at this moment, he lost the courage and recklessness that he had when he stood in front of Meng Zhoushan that day. It was as if all the strength in his body had been drained away. He stood up again and again, and fell to the ground again and again.

Those legs have been paralyzed for so many years, weak and powerless,

Without the assistance of a wheelchair, I couldn’t stand up overnight.

Yan Yuezhao felt that he was still pretending, so he grabbed Sui Yuesheng's arm and pulled up his thin body: "Say what you just said again, in front of Meng Zhoushan, do you dare?!"

Sui Yuesheng was like a discarded rag doll. He couldn't stand up, couldn't break free, and could only helplessly let himself be manipulated. After Yan Yuezhao let go, he fell heavily to the ground again.

Sui Yuesheng raised his head with difficulty, looking at Meng Zhoushan not far away, and shook his head again. He tried hard to smile, like before, but it was uglier than crying: "Uncle, I won't hurt you..."

Tears fell to the ground.

"Uncle, you and I are like that, I will never hurt you in my life..."

"I didn't kill..."

Sui Yuesheng blushed and looked serious, trying to explain word by word: "Uncle, you told me to do it, I listened to you..."

The gauze wrapped around the back of his hand began to bleed, but he ignored it and struggled to move his legs and crawl towards Meng Zhoushan.

Meng Zhoushan closed his eyes and clenched his teeth silently.

Yan Yuezhao stepped forward and was about to pull him up, but the next second he was unexpectedly punched in the face, and then Meng Zhoushan pushed him against the wall: "Yan Yuezhao!"

This was the first time in his life that Meng Zhoushan spoke with such gritted teeth. He frowned and tightly grasped Yan Yuezhao's collar, so tightly that his joints began to turn blue. For some reason, his eyes behind the lenses turned slightly red, and he said word by word: "You are a policeman—"

He said, "You're a police officer! What are you doing now?!"

"Yan Yuezhao, I don't want you to wrongly accuse any innocent person, nor do I want you to let go of anyone with blood on their hands!"

"I believe in the justice of the law, and I also believe that the truth will not be buried, but I hope you can find solid evidence to investigate whether Sui Yuesheng really killed him!"

Yan Yuezhao was furious: "You trust him so much?! Meng Zhoushan, you obviously know everything, you are just deceiving yourself!"

Meng Zhoushan thought of the ending of Sui Yuesheng's previous life, and his hands were shaking. He held Yan Yuezhao's collar tighter and tighter, his eyes were red, and something blurred his vision in a trance, but he couldn't hide the pain hidden in his heart. He said in a hoarse voice:

"Yan Yuezhao, the murderer has been caught and the evidence has been found, but you only have one life, do you know? You only have one life..."

"He saved my life and even died for me. If I can't even trust him, who else can I trust in this world..."

"Sui Yuesheng did nothing wrong, and he didn't kill anyone. Even if he could really walk, I would only be happy, not angry... Yan Yuezhao... Don't force someone who has not easily survived into a dead end again..."

"Please don't push someone who has barely survived into a desperate situation..."

He has died once...

Carrying a crime that was not my own, enduring unimaginable pain, I have died once in this building...

At the age of ten...

Each of them is a pusher, and each of them is guilty.

Meng Zhoushan's eyes were red as he spoke word by word: "Yan Yuezhao, I rescued him to keep him alive, not to let you send him in..."

so,

"Don't be him."

After he finished speaking, he threw the stunned Yan Yuezhao aside and turned to look at the disheveled young man on the ground.

There was silence in the air for a moment.

Meng Zhoushan walked over slowly, then slowly leaned over and squatted in front of Sui Yuesheng. Sui Yuesheng blushed and didn't know what to say. She could only helplessly reach out and try to grab the corner of the man's clothes, but the next second she fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Meng Zhoushan picked up Sui Yuesheng from the ground without saying a word. He ignored the fallen wheelchair next to him and went straight home with Nian in his arms.

Everything in the room was still the same as he had left it.

Meng Zhoushan put Sui Yuesheng on the bed and closed the door. He then looked for the medicine box in the drawer, removed the blood-stained gauze on his hands, and then reapplied medicine, wrapping the gauze around his hands. He didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Sui Yuesheng looked at the purple corner of his mouth, her eyelashes trembled, and a tear fell silently, landing exactly on the back of Meng Zhoushan's hand.

Meng Zhoushan had a meal.

Sui Yue's eyes were red and his face was pale. He held Meng Zhoushan's face tremblingly, his fingertips as cold as ice: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I hurt you..."

"Don't be angry..."

"Don't leave me..."

"Don't leave me..."

He couldn't control the force on his fingertips, and his tearful eyes were slightly paranoid, like a wronged child, whispering every word: "You said you don't like killing, why would I kill..."

"You like good kids, I've always been good..."

"Uncle, I love you..."

Sui Yuesheng tightly grasped his shoulders, and finally couldn't help uttering those three words. He couldn't hide his infatuation, and trembled as he said word by word: "Uncle, I love you..."

But, is he really worthy of love and standing in the sun

"I would do anything for you..."

He suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart and the murderous intentions that surged countless times. He wanted to be a person who would never stain his hands with blood and would always be pure and harmless for Meng Zhoushan.

"Don't leave me..."

Don't leave me...

Meng Zhoushan looked at him quietly without saying anything.

Maybe it was just like what Yan Yuezhao said, Meng Zhoushan actually understood everything, he just pretended to be ignorant.

He knew the love that was growing deeper and deeper in Nian, knew about Nian's sometimes vague closeness to him, knew that Nian was not as harmless and pure as she appeared, and knew about the stolen kiss after he got drunk.

Sui Yuesheng is still Sui Yuesheng.

He thought that he had suppressed his evil thoughts for Meng Zhoushan, and was content with just planting a pot of flowers. He washed clothes and cooked every day, and was willing to live the most ordinary life with Meng Zhoushan. He also stood in front of Meng Zhoushan without hesitation when danger came...

He could have stood up, but he didn't tell Meng Zhoushan.

But Meng Zhoushan felt that it was not important. Just as he told Yan Yuezhao, if Sui Yuesheng really stood up, he would only be happy, not angry, and certainly not...

So drop...

The tears on the back of my hand were burning hot, and then gradually lost their temperature and turned cold.

Meng Zhoushan pointed his finger, and after a moment, he finally made a move. He slowly raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Sui Yuesheng's face, and said in a low voice: "Don't cry."

How could he abandon Sui Yuesheng

He just wants to hold such a well-behaved and sensible girl in his hands and protect her for the rest of his life.

Meng Zhoushan slowly stood up, then pulled Sui Yuesheng into his arms, silently tightening his arms, hugging her very tightly, and closed his eyes: "Uncle will never abandon you in your life."