The days of cohabitation with gangster boyfriend

Chapter 32

"Officer Yu, where did we just say that? Continue!"

Officer Yu looked at me extremely puzzled, hesitated to speak, and packed up the documents in his hand. "Then I'm leaving, you can do it yourself."

"I won't give it away!"

Officer Yu walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, turned around again, and changed his business-like tone, which sounded a bit human-like: "There is still time to turn around now, don't make the same mistake again..."

"Turn back? What are you kidding me?!"

"Those who hang out in the underworld, some of them end well...Look at Shen Jiu, look at Boss Lei..."

"Don't mention him to me!"

"You still hate me now? If I hadn't arrested you back then, you would have been beaten to death together with Boss Lei."

"I'd rather die then..." Dai Xichen clenched her hands tightly, the white nails were embedded in the flesh, stained blood red. "At this point, I can't turn back...Brother is no longer just a matter of asking questions, but in the end it's not... people like us, if they are black, they will be black, and they can't be white. If I don't move others, they will be hacked to death I?"

"Okay! If there is anything I need to do, just ask."

Dai Xichen smiled coldly, "Thank you!"

It was only after the police officer left that he sat on the sofa, leaned over, and buried his hands deeply in his smooth black hair.

At this time, he was not like a murderous demon at all, he was as fragile as a wounded child who needed someone to protect and comfort him.

Facing such a situation for the first time, I didn't know what to do, so I finally had to sit next to him and stroke the smooth hair on his head, just like when he coaxed me when I was a child.

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"You also think I'm a bad person, don't you?" He reached out and hugged me, putting his face on my shoulder.

I suddenly didn't want to lie to him anymore, and I didn't want to deal with him with a false smile all the time. "I have no idea!"

"I've always wanted to be a good person... I don't want to get to where I am today. There are some things I can't help myself."

I hugged his slightly trembling shoulders with my slender and weak arms, and listened to him quietly because I didn't know how to answer.

"When my eldest brother died, I was downstairs... It was really miserable. He was beaten all over his body and was thrown from the 25th floor. When he was dying, he was still staring at me. He died with regret."

"He won't be resurrected because of your pain." I blinked my moist eyes, tried to pull out a smile, and said to him and myself: "So you can only find a way to make yourself forget!"

This is the experience I have summed up in so many years of endless pain, even though I can't do it at all.

There are only two of us in the spacious and bright living room, two people struggling in boundless pain... *************************** ***********************************************
Today he accompanied me to listen to the performance and took me to the beach, and told those who were inseparable from him to wait in the car and not to follow.

I took off my shoes and stood barefoot on the fine sand. Every step I took would be quickly swept away by the sea, together with the fine sand under my feet...

This reminds me of the melody just now, the piano piece was like this wave at first, keeping the tranquility alone in the noise and neon, and then the strong wind rolled up the turbulent waves, destroying everything...

This is probably my fate too!

A man like Dai Xichen is like water. When it's calm, it makes me feel gentle. When it's flowing, it makes me unpredictable. When it's turbulent, it's enough to destroy and swallow everything.

It is also true, he has a fatal attraction, whether it is calm, restrained, or explosive, it will make me feel like I am drowning when I am always by his side. Sometimes I even feel that I am a little bit in the invisible water. sinking...

A warm suit was draped over my body, helping me drive away the coldness of the autumn wind.

I looked up, Dai Xichen looked so peaceful and hazy under the pale yellow moonlight...

Like that midnight a few years ago.

That day, I also stood barefoot in the yard looking at the stars in the sky.

My mother said that when a person dies, he will become a star, and he will look at the person he wants to see in the sky.

I stood in the yard because I was afraid they could not see me clearly...

(End of this chapter)