After Those Years of Misery

Zhao Fenglian wanted to speak, but her mouth was full of blood and she couldn't make a sound.

She opened her eyes wide, stretched out her hand, and weakly wrote a point in the air, and then swiped at the bottom left of the point.

"You hold on, I'll take you to the hospital immediately!" Tong Wenya said anxiously. She didn't bother to figure out whose daughter she was. At this moment, she just wanted to save Zhao Fenglian's life.

Unfortunately, it was too late. After Zhao Fenglian made the two strokes, her hands dropped.

Tong Wenya shook her hands, sighed and died.

Her other hand was stained with blood. Although she was not her biological mother, she could feel Zhao Fenglian's love for her after getting along these days.

She has no children of her own, and I am afraid she is already her own daughter in her heart.

"Mom! Sorry, I should have called you mom long ago." Tong Wenya choked with tears and said this sentence.

She gently closed her eyelids, "Mom, trust me, I will help you find the murderer to avenge you."

The bullet was shot in through the window, and the house was not on the first floor. It could be concluded that the murderer was a professional assassin.

As an ordinary criminal policeman, it is easier said than done to solve the case of a professional killer.

Tong Wenya hugged Zhao Fenglian tightly, and secretly determined that no matter how difficult it is, she would solve the case.

After Yuan Lin ran out, he didn't go far, and hid at the top of the stairs up one floor secretly listening to the movement.

Zhao Fenglian is dead? He wanted money, but he didn't want her to die.

Soon after Zhao Fenglian was released from prison, the two had known each other, and Yuan Lin suddenly remembered those beautiful days.

He ran into the room with tears in his eyes, and whispered in a trembling voice: "Xiaolian! Xiaolian, don't go!"

To answer him, only Tong Wenya sternly scolded: "Go away! If you didn't force her, would she die?"

"Xiaolian, you are really dead? Didn't you mean waiting for me to make money and live a good life for you? Why don't you wait."

"Good day? Your good day is to take drugs and kill her. Did you know that she kneeled to me for stealing the bracelet for you? I thought you could reform yourself, but you never thought you would take drugs and kill her. she was!"

"No!" Yuan Lin shook his head repeatedly, "Xiaoya, it was not my volition. I didn't want to take drugs later. I was sucked by them. I was still locked up by them. If they didn't listen to them, they beat me. They asked me to come back and find a way to ask you for money..."

"I don't want to listen! Get out!"

Tong Wenya stooped to pick Zhao Fenglian and lay her flat on the ground.

Now she just wants to take care of her funeral, and let her go into the soil first.

"Xiaoya! I beg you, you give me a chance to send her off. She is actually the kindest hearted, and she loves me very much, so let me send her off, please."

At last he still had some conscience, Tong Wenya gave him a fierce look, and didn't refuse him again.

Song Chengsi heard about what had happened at home, so he forced himself out of the hospital and sent Xiao Keji to Xiao Rou, and also came back to help Tong Wenya with the funeral.

"Tongtong, don't live here anymore." Two people have died in a house within a hundred days. Although Song Chengsi is not superstitious, he is still worried about Tong Wenya seeing things and thinking about people, which is too sad.

"I'm fine." Tong Wenya said calmly.

"You are okay, the child is okay, he can feel your emotions. Go, follow me back to your residence."

"Cheng Si, before getting married, I want to be alone and give me some space, okay?"

"Silly Tongtong, you can do whatever you want, I just want to be with you." Song Chengsi touched Tong Wenya's head.

"Thank you, I don't need to be with me, I just want to be alone."

"Okay, then I'll go back to the dorm."

"Take care of your body, I'm sorry, I really don't have the energy to take care of you." Tong Wenya apologized.

"I don't need you to take care of it, go back."

Tong Wenya returned to her apartment alone like a wandering soul. The phone rang. She knew the strange number, not Chun Yuchen, but who was it.

What did he say? He said he would wait until she begged him.

She said that he hadn't let her go so easily, and he did.

Pressing the answer button, Tong Wenya said indifferently: "Is it you? Killing my mother, I'm not in the mood to kiss me and Song Chengsi, right? You have so many methods, Chun Yuchen, you remember , You owe me two lives. One day, I will kill you myself!"

After speaking, she pressed the on-hook button hard.

...

Fang Shiqing also knew what happened in Huaihai. At that time, Yu Sisi told her that if Tong Wenya was in trouble and needed money, Song Chengsi could come forward to help her, so that Tong Wenya would be grateful to Song Chengsi and would marry him sooner.

Who knew that Zhao Fenglian would die inexplicably, Yuan Lin also seemed to change his sex, no matter how intimidated and lured, he would not reach out to Tong Wenya.

"This is your trick? It's self-defeating! Sisi, I gave you a chance, but you are really disappointing. When will you come to Chunyu's house, I think, let's talk about it later."

"Sorry, Sister Shiqing, I didn't do this well. You give me another chance, I must..."

"You have said this many times, and I'm tired of hearing it anymore." Fang Shiqing interrupted Yu Sisi coldly and ended the call.

Yu Sisi angrily smashed the phone to the ground, she didn't believe that Tong Wenya could always be so lucky.

This time, she must think of a sure way so that she can never turn over!

...

Just like when Tong Jianping passed away, Tong Wenya shut herself in her room without going out all day and night.

She blames herself very much. Both Tong Jianping and Zhao Fenglian died because of her.

If it weren't for her son, she would have liked to kill the instigator now.

At dawn, Tong Wenya was still sitting on the floor of the living room, expressionless like a puppet, looking at the wall without focus.

The door opened, and she didn't even look out.

The heavy footsteps were like her approaching, and the tall figure covered her curled up body.

"Tong Wenya!" someone called her name.

It's him? Tong Wenya looked up and looked at the person she hated the most who came to Pi Xingdaiyue.

A ray of hatred ignited in her eyes, she rose from the ground and stared at him angrily: "How dare you come!"

"Don't you want to kill me?" Chun Yuchen drew a sharp blade from his sleeve, which was the short knife he cut himself to save her.

That blade was so sharp and hard that it could kill people in the blink of an eye.

He threw the knife on the coffee table and said indifferently: "I rushed over from Australia and sent it to the door for you to kill. Let's do it!"

"Do you think I can't bear it and can't put my hand?" Tong Wenya asked with blood red eyes.

Thinking of her father's smiling face and Zhao Fenglian's kindness, her heart was bleeding.

In the final analysis, they all died because of Chun Yuchen.

She should avenge them!

Bend down, she picked up the knife with a cold face and pointed it at Chun Yuchen's abdomen...