The cold medicine of rebirth is poisonous

Chapter 40 The Cause of Death of the Teenager

Cen Xueluo was following Mo Yifan's gaze, seeing the crumpled paper shell blocking the window, recalling the first time he stepped into this room and saw Mo Yifan, the boy was lying on the quilt , holding a book in his hand, with a sunny smile on his delicate face.But now, things are different, and that angel-like young man finally went to the kingdom of heaven and got rid of the suffering in the world.

Cen Xueluo was still in a daze, Mo Yifan suddenly turned around and knelt down in front of him, and told him to teach him kung fu.Unprepared, Cen Xueluo couldn't help taking a step back, and looked at Mo Yifan with her mouth covered in surprise.

Mo Yifan knelt upright, his always resolute eyes were a little red, he looked at Cen Xueluo persistently and said, "Please, I want to avenge my brother!"

Does Mo Yiping's death have any direct relationship with that brother Jun?Cen Xueluo held back the doubts in her heart, and quickly squatted down to help Mo Yifan up. After all, this place is still outside the door, so if others see it, they will think what is going on.

To Cen Xueluo's surprise, Mo Yifan was extremely stubborn, he simply bent down and propped his hands on the ground, as if I won't get up unless you agree.

This made Cen Xueluo angry.Cen Xueluo is not a nosy person, and she is not the kind of yellow-haired girl who can say anything nice for nothing after shedding a few tears. She stood up, looked down at Mo Yifan, her face was as cold as ice: "Even if you kneel down and pass out, I won't agree. If you tell me what happened to Mo Yiping to commit suicide, I will consider helping him avenge him."

Mo Yifan was stunned for a moment, his face flushed suddenly, he turned his head away in embarrassment, bit his lip, and didn't say a word, nor got up.

Seeing that Mo Yifan refused to speak, Cen Xueluo didn't force it. He raised his eyes to look at the window covered with paper, sighed in his heart, and turned around slowly to prepare to leave.

"Wait a minute." Mo Yifan's hoarse and obscure voice sounded from behind Cen Xueluo. He clenched his fists tightly with both hands and propped himself on the ground, his body trembling undetectably.

Cen Xueluo turned her head and saw Mo Yifan struggling in pain, hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Get up first, let's go in and talk."

Mo Yifan stood up slowly, his legs softened slightly, and he staggered and leaned against the door, his clothes were immediately rubbed with gray stains.He patted it indifferently, then straightened his spine and entered the door first.

The room was pitch black, Mo Yifan pulled the light cord, and the dim light bulb lit up with a dark yellow halo. Under the light, due to Mo Yifan's opening the door, dust flew wantonly, and there were still dust on the corners of the walls and on the fallen furniture. There are sparse spider webs hanging.

Cen Xueluo took a look, then looked at Mo Yifan's painful eyes, and couldn't help but say, "We'll talk about moving two stools in the yard. Don't worry, your brother won't die in vain."

The two sat down in the small, desolate courtyard full of weeds. Mo Yifan pulled out a luxuriant green grass, and finally spoke about Mo Yiping.

That day, Mo Yifan went out on business and left Mo Yiping alone at home. A few days ago, the gangsters who got married with Yuan somehow found his house. He is a burden that will only slow things down, and he said with a joke that if Mo Yiping is kidnapped, he threatens Mo Yifan to let Mo Yifan kneel down and lick their shoes when the time comes.

In Mo Yiping's heart, Mo Yifan is more important than anything else, and it is the same in Mo Yifan's heart. Mo Yiping knows that if he is really kidnapped by these bastards, he is afraid that his brother will really give up all his self-esteem and love for him. Proud, so he begged in a low voice, hoping that those people would let him and his brother go.

Speaking of this, Mo Yifan's eyes were red, the grass in his hand was smashed to pieces, and the green juice stained his hands, his voice trembled slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and continued, "Guess what those people said to him?" ?”

Cen Xueluo looked at Mo Yifan's staring eyes like a wounded beast trying to hold back his grief, and had a bad premonition in his heart, so he lowered his voice and replied, "What did you say?"

"They said that if they don't want me to kneel down and lick my shoes, let my younger brother do it for me! Haha, do it for me!" Mo Yiping said slowly, half crying and smiling, and finally closed his mouth, clasped his hands tightly, The whole body is tense and tense.

Cen Xueluo's lips moved, but she felt that any comforting words at this time were so pale and powerless.Those scum!Such a weak boy, such a beautiful boy with a disability, how could they...

Mo Yifan seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions, he paused, and then continued: "Yiping is really naive, he thought that if he did what those scumbags said, they would keep their promises, hehe, trust me In their eyes, it’s not even a fart! After that, they have to engrave Yiping’s face... You know what? When I saw Yiping, he had the word '嘤' tattooed on his face, a pretty face It was destroyed just like that. He just lay there quietly with his eyes closed, lying in a pool of blood, as if he was asleep, holding a broken medicine bottle tile in his hand..."

Speaking of this, Mo Yifan turned his head and took a deep look at Cen Xueluo: "Although Yiping has always been very calm and desperate, I know that he hopes that he can recover more than anyone else. Since you gave him the medicine, he He eats on time every day, puts away the porcelain bottle like a treasure on weekdays, and speaks much more lively than before. Thank you, Cen Xueluo, it was you who gave him hope. At least during that time, he was very happy. "

Mo Yifan's words of gratitude made Cen Xueluo very ashamed. She had always felt deeply guilty about Mo Yiping's matter in her heart, but when she heard these words, her fair face burned a little hot, and she shifted in embarrassment. On the topic: "Where, I haven't done anything yet. How do you know what happened at that time?"

Mo Yifan twitched the corner of his mouth: "After my younger brother had an accident, I finished dealing with it and wanted to seek revenge from those boys, but these people seemed to have evaporated from the world. I entrusted everyone I knew to help, but it was useless. After a month, I didn’t go to class and was expelled. Later, I met the people under Brother Jun, who said they appreciated me, let me join the Black Tiger Gang, and said that they would help my brother to avenge. Mingtang, and then avenge Yiping, who knew that at a celebration party a while ago, Xiaoliu drank too much, and then said that my brother's death was instigated by Brother Jun behind the scenes!"

"That Brother Jun is the boss of the Black Tiger Gang, right? Why would he find someone to insult your brother for no reason?" Cen Xueluo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"What Xiaoliu said was very vague at the time, but I still understood. Brother Jun had taken a fancy to me a long time ago and wanted to recruit me into the gang, but you know, I was doing well in the tenth middle school at that time. Young brother, they sent someone to contact me, but I refused, who knew... who knew they would be so unscrupulous." Mo Yiping clenched his fist and then released it, looking at his green palm, as if his hand was not grass The juice is blood instead, "I killed Yiping, I killed him!"

Mo Yifan couldn't bear it anymore, bent down and buried his face in his hands, choked up and speechless.

Cen Xueluo's always cold face was burning with raging anger. She stood up abruptly, looked at the room covered with cobwebs behind the half-closed door, and said word by word: "Mo Yiping's revenge, I I will definitely report it! You live cleanly and well, that is what he hopes most!"

(End of this chapter)