Dirty Games

"She's in Longcheng, right next to you." Ma Xuefu said, "she just came back for brother Haoyang, but you robbed brother Haoyang. You are so bad. Give brother Haoyang back to my sister."

"You mean she's alive, not dead?" Jing Xiaomeng was shocked.

"I can see her, I can talk to her, and of course she's not dead." Marcheff curled her lips.

"Then tomorrow, you take brother Haoyang to see her, OK?" Jing Xiaomeng changed to coax the child's tone.

"My sister didn't want to see brother Haoyang, because he betrayed their love because of his betrayal." Ma Xuefu puffed up her two cheeks and looked at Lu Haoyang as if she were looking at Chen Shimei.

Jingxiaomeng also wanted to continue to ask her, interrupted by Lu Haoyang, "it's very late, all go back to rest." It seems that he doesn't want to go on with the subject.

He told a Feng to take Ma Xuefu upstairs and shut her into the room. Without his command, she was not allowed to come out.

Then she took Jing Xiaomeng back to her room.

Jing Xiaomeng also had a lot of questions in her head, "land animals, do you think it's strange that Ma Xuefu has always said that her sister is not dead. Look at her appearance, it's not like lying."

"Ma Xuefu has inherited mental illness. She has been abnormal since childhood and often has hallucinations. Most of what she said about Ma Xueting was her own fantasy. " Lu Haoyang said carelessly.

She was slightly shocked. She heard Du Ruoling say something about the Ma family before. Ma family people seem to be cursed. It's not physical problems, but mental problems. Is Ma Xuefu the latter?

She has seen a lot of movies about the mentally ill. They really fantasize about people and things that don't exist and live in their own world. If that's true of mashaef, it's no surprise.

"I hope that after she goes back, she can receive good treatment, and she won't be so crazy again."

"The ghost has been found, and you don't have to be afraid." Lu Haoyang went to the bar and poured a glass of red wine.

Jing Xiaomeng walked over and poured herself a cup of wine and took a sip. She suddenly thought of one thing and even said, "if all the things are done by a Xia, how do you explain the dish fairy thing?"

Lu Haoyang shakes the bright red liquid in his glass. He doesn't speak. After a long silence, his voice comes in a low voice, "it's very late. Go to bed." It seems that I don't want to discuss this topic any more.

Ma Xueting's affair is, after all, a scar in his heart that is hard to heal. Recently, the scar has been uncovered a bit deeply and sprinkled with a few handfuls of salt. Naturally, he doesn't want to touch it again.

Jing Xiaomeng did not ask any more questions. She quietly lowered her head and drank the wine in the glass one mouthful at a time.

……

The next day, they drove back to Longcheng. Lu Haoyang and Jing Xiaomeng together took Ma Xuefu back to Ma's mansion.

Since Ma Xueting's accident, this place has been vacant.

It was supposed to be empty and dusty, but when Lu Haoyang came in, he found that it was neat and fresh, as if he had been taken care of again.

"Little Fu, have you been back?" Lu Haoyang asked.

"Well, it's all cleaned up by my sister. When she gets better, she can do everything. She is no longer tired of sweeping the floor as before." Ma Xuefu said solemnly.

Although he knew that she was talking crazy, Lu Haoyang was still a little surprised, because his eye-catching furnishings brought him a familiar breath.

"Brother Haoyang, my sister and I took a lot of pictures in America. Would you like to have a look?" Ma Xuefu finished, did not wait for him to respond, opened the huge digital photo frame on the wall.

A clear picture of Lu Haoyang.

The woman in the photo is very beautiful. She is wearing a suit of equestrian clothes and riding a tall black horse. Her soft figure is also with a bit of heroism.

In the second photo, the woman is wearing a tennis suit with a racket on her shoulder, which makes her look lively and playful.

……

Lu Haoyang's eyes slowly widened, and a violent spasm ran over his body. Perhaps because he was too frightened, a muscle on his face kept twitching.

Jing Xiaomeng is also terrified. She has seen a picture of Ma Xueting from Lu Yixuan, so she immediately recognizes that the person in the picture is Ma Xueting!

She rubbed her eyes to see if there was any trace of PS in the photos, but she didn't see them. The photos seemed to be real.

What the hell is going on here?

Ma Xuefu went to Lu Haoyang and said, "I said, my sister is not dead, she is still alive. You just don't believe it. Do you really want her to die?"

Lu Haoyang seems to have been hit by a thunderbolt. His brain is buzzing. He can't believe, and he can't believe that the person he thought was dead was still alive!

"Where is your sister?" He asked in a low voice, his throat burning with emotion and hoarseness.

"Probably in the garden." Machev shrugged.

Lu Haoyang turned around and swept out like a tornado.

Jing Xiaomeng also ran out.

The garden is full of jasmine flowers.White flowers in a cluster, look, like pieces of white clouds falling from the blue sky.

A touch of delicate red shadow, Tingting curl, in the "white clouds" flicker, like a wisp of Zhuxia, fragrant to drop.

She went through the "white clouds" and came to an open green field, and the beautiful outline was clear.

Her long black hair was disturbed by the wind, Ling Ling scattered in the charming face, red dress like flowing flame, around her long and hot body, making her look like a moving fire spirit.

Lu Haoyang can recognize her familiar figure at a glance.

His steps stopped abruptly, and he stood stiff beside the flower field, staring at the people in front of him dead, deeply and instantaneously.

Maybe he hasn't awakened from his astonishment. His face is pale. Except for shock, there is no other expression. It seems that he is frozen.

Jingxiaomeng stops not far away from him. Seeing the woman in the flower field, she blinks hard to identify whether it is a human or a ghost.

Top of the sun, her shadow clearly scattered in the flower field.

She had no shoes on and her feet were white.

Ghosts have no shadow, no feet, so

The woman saw them, too, and her eyes widened like brass bells.

She tried to show surprise, but in fact, she was not.

She knew Lu Haoyang would come and had been waiting for him here for a long time.

She arranged everything, let a Xia expose and lead him to the villa.

She didn't want to hide any more.

She wanted him to know that she was not dead and that she had come back to renew her friendship with him.

"Haoyang..." She shudder low call, water mist gradually from her eyes rise up, quickly overflow, into tears flow out.

Lu Haoyang rigid for a long time, just difficult spit out three words: "why?"

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