my sister is beautiful

Chapter 257

Lin Chong glared at the guy who came out, and said with a sneer, "You seem to have come to the wrong place."

"I'm just trying his ability. If you don't like it, I'll leave."

Lin Chong waited for Ash to leave, threw the knife down the tunnel and said, "I'm not in the mood anymore, Meng Xiaoan, you can go."

Meng Xiao'an scolded in his heart: "You son of a bitch, are you playing with me?" He will come when he is called, and he will leave when he is called, not a puppy, but grandma's.

"There will be future duels between us. Your injuries should be getting more and more serious. You should take good care of your injuries."

Meng Xiaoan looked at his palms, and it was indeed as Lin Chong said, the injuries on his hands were already good, especially on his shoulders, and now they were more injuries.

"Who are you?" Meng Xiaoan wanted to ask this question.

"People who can help you in the future." Lin Chong laughed loudly, "If you don't leave, then I will leave." He strode out.

Meng Xiaoan looked at the back of him leaving, showing a thoughtful look, who can help him?Who is the one?This Lin Chong would definitely not pop up out of nowhere.

....

Ash swung his wine glass, his face looked charming in the light, and his eyes attracted women's attention even more.

This is a bar with not many people but luxurious decoration, and at this moment there is an extra woman beside him.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that a young girl is eighteen or nineteen years old, with big black eyes, an oval face, and a dress that reveals underwear. Her hands are gently touching Ash's face, a little Jealousy, this is a serious face, but his skin is better than hers, and there are those charming red phoenix eyes.

Ash is a regular customer of this bar, and every time he comes here, he will be in the same box and ask for the same woman.

"Why do you always look for me every time you come here? I'm not the most beautiful here?" The girl touched Ash's face and asked this deliberately, because she felt that every time Ash came to her, she would be extremely excited.

Ash smiled, drank the wine glass, and stroked the girl's hair: "Because you look like a person."

The girl smiled, and then deliberately said a little unhappy: "Didn't you come here to see me? Did you think of your woman when you saw me, oh, who is she?"

"She has very long and smooth hair, and she also has your face. I like everything about her, and everything makes me obsessed." Ash lowered his voice and smiled at the girl, "Because every time I go to bed with her /** bed, her every reaction is shy and insensitive."

"Hey, you're dead." The girl shyly slapped Ash on the chest.

"You must like her very much, right?"

"Yes, I like it very much, I like it to death." Ash closed his eyes, he will always remember the first time he held her hand, and even more remember the feeling of sleeping in the same bed with her for the first time.

"So where is she now?"

"She died." Ash suddenly felt unspeakable sadness. For so many years, her shadow has been in his mind, like those weeds that grow again in the spring breeze, growing crazily.

"You must be very sad."

"I'm very sad because she doesn't believe me, she doesn't believe that I will marry her together, maybe it's not her fault, it's her parents' fault, but why doesn't she believe me, do you know how difficult our love is? I'm just a poor kid, her parents are rich, it's a matter of course that they are well-matched, but her mistake is that she was born in that big family, her parents disagreed with our marriage and gave me 50 yuan to tell me to leave her."

"And then?" The girl was obviously attracted by this sad story, and couldn't help asking.

"I am leaving."

"why?"

"She's in love with someone else."

"If she had gone with you then, she must be very happy now." The girl said.

"Maybe." Ash smiled. "What about you? Why are you here?"

"I need money to buy a lot of things. Youth can be squandered, isn't it?" The girl smiled, but she thought her smile was fake. She likes cosmetics. Surrounded like bees, she is no worse than them, the only difference is that she is a child from a poor family.

Maybe this is fate.

You work hard for a lifetime, and others can do it with a word.

If you work hard to do one thing, others can do it without doing it or talking about it.

"Youth can be squandered?" Ash smiled disapprovingly, maybe young people can squander everything, and don't care about anything.

"Then what happened afterwards?" The girl obviously didn't have enough meaning for that story.

"You asked how she died?"

"Ah."

"I don't remember either." Ash tried very hard to remember why she died, but he couldn't. He found it very strange. Many memories that should be remembered were not remembered, and things that should not be remembered were forgotten again. .

Maybe he was a little drunk, he hugged the girl, called her name, and pressed her body.

The smell of her made him mesmerized.

In the middle of the night, Ash walked out of the box of the bar. His mind was still a little heavy. He patted his head and went to the flower shop to buy flowers. Today is the third year since her death.

Bought her favorite carnations and went to pay homage to the place where she was mourned.

Smelling the fragrance of carnations, Ash recalled the scene of his first part-time job buying flowers for her with the money he earned.

Her smiling face will always be etched in his heart.

They agreed to get married together, have children, and grow old together, leaving him alone in the world.

What made him hate himself the most was, did he really forget how she died?

He remembered every bit of being with her, but he couldn't remember the cause of her death.

"Maybe I have something wrong here." Ash said to himself with a wry smile.

The early morning wind cleared his mind, and made him feel that he was still alive in this world.

"I came to see you, are you down there?" Ash asked, looking at the tombstone, "Your favorite carnation, I think you will like it."

A cold wind hits.

Ash felt a little cold, and after talking to her, he felt a little tired after talking about these years.

"Maybe next year I'll bring a girl exactly like you to see you."

Ash knelt down and kissed the photo on the tombstone.

Straightening his back, Ash smiled. He knew that there were still many days that belonged to him.

His thoughts of her have always been in his memory.

"You miss her so much, why don't you go down to accompany her?"

A long shadow appeared on Ash's back.

hiss!

A hand passed through his chest, Ash lowered his head, and clearly saw that hand was stained with his blood.

Drops of blood splashed onto the dry ground.

The wind became warm, blowing his long hair, and a vague smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That's how he died, he didn't know why, maybe it was a dream, a drunken nightmare.

But why did this dream hurt him so much?His body was really cold.

"My name is Ye Jia, you shouldn't have appeared when Meng Xiaoan and Lin Chong were attacking."

Pulling out the blood-stained right hand, Tang Yu took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped it clean.

Elegant posture.

Ash dropped to his knees in front of the tombstone, bowed his head, and a tear oozed out.

Ash, the king of guns, died just like that, and he died for granted. Maybe he shouldn't have drunk so much alcohol.