The best boy on campus

Although he could hear the irony in Uncle Feng's words, Liu Boyang did not refute at all, and remained silent.huaixiu.bsp;Finally came to the villa. Although Liu Boyang knew that the Song family's villa was extraordinary, he did not know until he came inside What does it mean to have a hole in the sky? The whole villa is surprisingly large, but the decoration is different from any villa Liu Boyang has seen before. It is very simple and simple. The walls are not those arty Renaissance murals, but the authentic ones of the country Z. Miao Hong's traditional Chinese paintings, Qi Baishi's shrimps, Zhang Daqian's splashed ink landscapes, the splendid brushwork of ancient literati, and a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, I don't know whose authentic works.

Sitting on the sofa was a large group of men, everyone's face was extremely gloomy, smoking cigarettes, talking about something in a low voice, when they saw Liu Boyang and Feng Bo walking in together, they immediately put out the cigarettes, coldly Look this way!Among them, Old Master Song's eldest son, that is, Song Jiayao's uncle Song Yuanfeng, had the most sinister eyes, because Zhang Xiangdong, Liu Boyang's subordinate, had deposed his son, and now he is still lying in the hospital dying!

But since Liu Boyang was brought in by Uncle Feng, they didn't dare to say anything, they could only watch Liu Boyang walk towards Song Jiayao's room led by Uncle Feng, their eyes became heavy!

Liu Boyang knew that those people were the sons of Mrs. Song without asking. From the clothes they wore, it could be seen that none of them were ordinary people. In a hurry and did not come.

Song Jiayao's room is the third room from the right of the long corridor that turns around the hall. The door is closed at the moment, Uncle Feng knocked lightly on the door, and an old voice came from inside, "Come in!"

Liu Boyang recognized that Mr. Song was inside. (Just read the novel - Boiling Literature - · - Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp; After Feng Bo opened the door, he said to Mr. Song, "Master, Emperor Yang Qing was brought here by me."

Mr. Song seemed to have expected it, nodded lightly, and said, "Let him in."

Uncle Feng stepped aside, and Liu Boyang walked in with a solemn expression. The moment he saw Mrs. Song, Liu Boyang was taken aback. This is the spirited old master of the Song family who was like the emperor last night. Just a heartbroken ordinary old man, messy white, bloodshot eyes, old wrinkles.It can be seen that the death of his precious granddaughter has hit the old master hard, and he seems to have aged a lot.

Liu Boyang suddenly felt deep self-blame and heartache!

"Both of you go out and look after the people outside. Emperor Yang Qing, you come in alone." Mr. Song said lightly.

Feng Bo and Jiu Wenlong backed out, Liu Boyang walked into Song Jiayao's room alone, and saw Song Jiayao sleeping soundly on the bed at a glance, Nizi was still wearing pajamas, lying quietly under the quilt, but those eyes But it was tightly closed, her pretty face was pale and blue, the room was filled with the fragrance of a girl, but the girl herself had already passed away with the wind.

The bridge of Liu Boyang's nose was sore for a while, he stood there numb, not knowing what to do, his whole head was buzzing, all the fantasies and hopes he had before were shattered, the scene in front of him was so cruel and ruthless, Even if Liu Boyang didn't want to face the reality anymore, he still had to recognize the present facts.huaixiu.bsp;Liu Boyang moved his steps with difficulty, quietly came to Song Jiayao, and lightly stroked the beauty's forehead, it was already cold , Liu Boyang's tears filled his eyes in an instant.

"Jia Yao...I'm here..." Liu Boyang called softly with a hoarse voice.I finally understood why she was so stubborn last night to ask if I liked her or not, and said that she was afraid that it would be too late...

The more Liu Boyang thought about it, the more he hated it, wishing he could punch himself hard!If I had known this earlier, even if I lied to her, I would have promised her the best dream. How could I let her die alone in loneliness?

"Jia Yao...I haven't answered your question yet...Why are you willing to leave?" Liu Boyang's eyes were red, and he muttered to himself, "I haven't told you yet, I like you too...I'll say now , is it too late?"

"You feel wronged and sad, why don't you tell me?"

Liu Boyang was talking, tears finally flowed down, and suddenly the old man Song said: "Okay! Emperor Yang Qing, stop talking, everyone is already dead, what's the use of talking about it?"

Liu Boyang was silent, and gently stroked Fu Jiaren's slippery face for the last time, wishing that she would turn into a sleeping mermaid princess, who would wake up again as long as she was gently kissed by the prince.

"Old man, I'm sorry for Jia Yao, I'm sorry for you..." Liu Boyang looked at Old Master Song sincerely and apologized.

Mr. Song closed his eyes, and two lines of old tears flowed down: "Forgive me, although my old bones are stubborn, but I am not too confused. I can't blame you for this matter. The girl's own life is not good. I still want to thank you Give her one last chance to realize her dream last night."

Liu Boyang asked in surprise: "Old man, so you know about Jia Yao sneaking out last night?"

Old Master Song closed his eyes, noncommittal.

"But I'm still to blame anyway. If I had realized that Jiayao was terminally ill earlier, I wouldn't have...waited!" Liu Boyang was halfway through speaking, when he suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes wide, and turned around to look at her. Song Jiayao, with a calm face, frowned and said to Mr. Song: "Master, I just heard from Uncle Feng that Jiayao died of lung cancer, right?"

Old Master Song opened his eyes, stared at Liu Boyang, and nodded slowly, with an unconcealable sadness in his expression!

But Liu Boyang's scalp tightened suddenly, and he said coldly: "This is impossible!"

Mr. Song opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Boyang suddenly felt like he was just waking up from a big dream, why did he feel like he was being put together by someone?A lot of childhood memories flooded into my mind, and Liu Boyang suddenly remembered a lot. Someone in Liujiawan suffered from lung cancer when he was a child, but he was not like Song Jiayao at all!

The more Liu Boyang thought about it, the more strange it became. For some reason, he thought of the expressions and eyes of Song Jiayao's uncles who were sitting outside just now, and felt inexplicably trapped in a trap that had been set up, and Jiayao She was just a victim of this trap, she was killed by someone!

Liu Boyang said categorically: "Old man, it's not that I haven't seen people suffering from lung cancer, but Jiayao has nothing in common with them. With advanced lung cancer, the most basic symptoms are cough, low-grade fever, hemoptysis, and physical weakness. Dizziness! But although I haven’t known Jiayao for a long time, we have seen each other quite often. I have never seen Jiayao show these symptoms in front of me! Old man, think about it now, Jiayao Did you cough and vomit blood in front of you?"

Mr. Song was horrified, he couldn't help standing up, and said with trembling lips, "You, what did you say?"

"I'm afraid not?" Liu Boyang said coldly, "If a person is seriously ill, even if she tries to pretend to be an ordinary person, she won't be able to pretend! What's more, before last night, Jiayao was exactly like a normal person in front of me. Otherwise, I wouldn't fail to notice her strangeness!"

Mr. Song also started to feel cold all over his body when he was told by Liu Boyang. He was so excited that he asked, "What evidence do you have for saying that?"

Liu Boyang's mind became clearer as he analyzed more and more, as if he grasped the key point of the matter at once, he pointed to Song Jiayao on the bed and said: "Look, old man, how calm Jiayao looks, have you ever seen anyone suffering from a serious illness?" Does a terminally ill person die without pain and struggle? If she was really tortured to death by cancer, she would have turned the bed upside down, and I swear to God, I have never heard of anyone who has cancer Sudden death!"

When Old Master Song heard this, he felt like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, his beard burst into anger, he looked at his precious granddaughter, then stared at Liu Boyang and asked loudly: "Then tell me, how did Jiayao die?"

Liu Boyang squinted his eyes, looked back unconsciously, flashed in his mind those smoking and discussing figures sitting on the sofa when he entered the door just now, and said to the old man in a low voice: "If I'm not wrong, Jiayao was raped. Killed by people!"