Love revenge: wife's mask

"Didn't you say to call me Qin Feng? Why did Mr. Wu forget again!"

"Yes! Just call him Qin Feng. It's awkward for me to hear Mr. Qin's call every day. " The swing Ning hurriedly helped Qin Yijie get round.

“...。” Wu Beijia smiled and nodded. He seemed to work hard before he said it“ Qin... Qin Feng, I'm Wu Beijia and swing Ning. When cooking in the kitchen, Qin Yijie slowly stood up and looked in the room. He came to Wu Beijia's house many times, but in addition to learning English or chatting after the end, this is the first time Qin Yijie paid attention to the furnishings in the room alone.

A photo in the frame attracted Qin Yijie's attention. He held it in his hand and stared for a long time. It was the contract of four people when they were children. He stood in the middle, while Wu Beijia stood next to him. His expression in the photo seemed unhappy. Qin Yijie smiled and clearly remembered that Wu Beijia's hand was twisting himself behind him, It seems that because I am reluctant to take photos, I can clearly see my extremely reluctant appearance in the photos.

"This... Is him." Wu Beijia didn't know when to stand behind Qin Yijie, smiled calmly and pointed to Qin Yijie in the picture“ Like you, he likes to eat fragrant pears. "

"Is he your friend?" Qin Yijie hesitated and asked.

"... it's my brother!"

Qin Yijie's heart tightened and a kind of warmth began to spread. He bit his teeth to prevent Wu Beijia from seeing his joy.

"It's also your brother... By the way, where is he now?"

Wu Beijia's happy smile gradually solidified on her face, looked away, sighed and whispered.

"Dead!..."

Qin Yijie's current mood can't be described in words. She thinks that she is constantly falling. She is in a bottomless abyss. She is swallowed up by darkness and cold. It turns out that she can't go back. In Wu Beijia's heart, she belongs to the past, and it can be seen that she would rather use forgetting to cover up her disappointment.

Fortunately, the phone on the table rang, otherwise Qin Yijie didn't know how long he could last in front of her. There was an unspeakable pain in his heart, and he could even hear the sound of his heart falling apart and broken.

"It's up to you whether you go or not. You don't have to arrange a car to send me..."

Wu Beijia's voice on the phone is very cold. She will treat like this. There will only be one person, so Qin Yijie believes that the phone is from Fu Jiaqiao.

"If you don't go, it's best. I don't want to explain the matter between us to President Jiang, let alone worry about her for us!"

Wu Beijia hung up with a sad look. Qin Yijie wanted to comfort her, but suddenly thought that his current identity was not suitable to say too much.

"Sister, are you going somewhere and need a car?" Qin Yijie thought and asked in another way.

"Nothing... The orphanage has a fellowship this afternoon. I have to go there after dinner."

"Sister Wu! We're fine this afternoon. We'll send you there. Don't say anything else. It's settled! "

Qin Yijie admires swing Ning for knowing what happened in the living room in the kitchen. However, he knows that swing Ning is still trying to help him. In fact, Qin Yijie always wants to see the place with all his childhood memories and transformation experience, but every time he thinks of the fire lit by his desire, Qin Yijie is always afraid to face it.

Wu Beijia wanted to postpone it, but when he saw Qin Yijie and they insisted, it was not good to refuse again. He nodded gratefully.

The orphanage has been demolished. After the fire, Jiang Ma finally had to transfer the land of the orphanage. Maybe she never thought that Xiaojie, her favorite, planned all this. However, Qin Yijie gave a very rich price at that time. Perhaps in his opinion, it was a compensation for conscience, Therefore, Jiang Ma has enough money to complete the reconstruction of the orphanage she has worked hard for all her life.

Qin Yijie has not been to the new orphanage. On the way to the orphanage, swing Ning learned about the fire from Wu Beijia. From the rearview mirror, Qin Yijie found that swing Ning despised and hated himself. Qin Yijie avoided her eyes of trial. This is a fault he can never face and remedy. Therefore, the closer he is to the orphanage, the deeper Qin Yijie will be condemned.

Qin Yijie insisted on waiting for Wu Beijia in the car. The swing Ning was very interested in going with him, but when he saw his flustered and indebted expression, he stayed in the car. The newly built orphanage was much smaller than before. Looking from the car, it was much better than Qin Yijie thought. In fact, he wanted to see it, especially his mother Jiang, who loved him most, I haven't seen her for a long time. I don't know if she's okay now. But just like Wu Beijia's desperate explanation, I'm dead. Xiao Jie, who is familiar to Wu Beijia, is dead. If Jiang Ma knew what she had done, I'm afraid she would have the same idea.

Qin Yijie got out of the car, sighed heavily, took out a cigarette and put it in the corner of his mouth.

The swing Ning put his head out of the window. In fact, Qin Yijie always knew that she was looking at herself with the same reproachful eyes. After lighting the smoke, Qin Yijie turned his head and glanced at her.

"If you have anything, just say it. There's no need to be like this."

"You still have reason, don't you? I have nothing to say, but I think you need to say something to me!" Swing Ning came down from the car and looked at Qin Yijie aggressively.

Qin Yijie lowered his head, took a deep breath of smoke, bit his lips, thought for a long time and replied in a deep voice.

"I set the orphanage on fire!"

"You look guilty. Even if you don't admit it, I guess you did a good job. Why? Why do you do such a thing? " Swing Ning shook her head and looked at Qin Yijie in disappointment.

"Why...?"?! I wanted to know why I wouldn't have done that. " Qin Yijie vomited a cigarette and replied with a sad expression“ At that time, all I thought about was how to achieve the goal, win the king and defeat the enemy... Alas, you won't wait to tell you this. All people will only look at the results, and there will take care of the process. My father once told me that behind every success is either vicissitudes or dirt. Look at Fang Delong, do all the evil things, don't you say there is retribution? What retribution did he get? But now it's still beautiful. Who cares and who believes what he has done before... I was the same at that time. I thought that as long as he succeeded, these processes could be ignored or even forgotten. I hate Fong Delong, but I unknowingly followed his old path, but now... Now I understand, Others may not see these processes or may deliberately not see them, but even if they can blind everyone's eyes, their conscience can't cover them. You may not know how many nights I wake up in the same nightmare. The condemned conscience is not the most painful. What you can't face is your uneasiness and guilt all the time... "