Their faces are very close, eyes are even more, almost from each other's eyes to see themselves.

"No!" She closed her eyes. "When I went, it was already like this I saw mom for the last time

She was stiff as she spoke.

And her chin, almost crushed.

"Do you think I will believe it?" He looked at her with disappointment, and his voice became colder. "I'll ask you for the last time ye Liangqiu. Have you made a choice?"

Her fingers cover her face --

Anlan, I have no choice never.

She raised her eyes and looked at him. Tears came from the corners of her eyes. She did not erase them.

"Will you hand me over to the police?" he said

"Yes He did not hesitate.

That word, also represents a break, represents his choice.

Ye Liangqiu raised his head, "then let me go!"

"It's just that before I go, let me put incense on my mother." She whispered.

As soon as she finished, she got a hard slap on her face --

her face, which had always been white, had five finger marks and even swelled.

Her face was not aside for a long time, and her bandaged hand gently touched her face. She gently asked, "won't you even give me this opportunity?"

"You don't deserve it." Qin Anlan spits out three words coldly.

She hurts. He hurts more than she does.

Within a day, he lost two of his favorite women.

Qin Anlan called the police and ye Liangqiu was taken away and detained.

She did not plead, and she only said those words in the police station --

in those days, the air pressure over city B was heavy.

On the day of Mrs. Qin's funeral, there was a light rain in the sky. Qin Anlan stood in front of her tomb all day.

He was drenched in the rain and his face was covered with water.

Ye Liangqiu's mobile phone call record has been found out. Before the crime, it was su Shicheng who called her.

But she didn't say a word or a word in the detention house.

Qin Anlan didn't go to see her He knew he was cruel, but he could only be cruel to her.

He didn't want to divorce her -

there was no need.

He didn't want to let go of her, much less of himself.

He wanted her to carry the name of Qin Anlan's wife all her life.

Tombstone is soaked in rain, he slowly squat down, tall body wearing a black, it is more solemn.

He stroked Mrs. Qin's tombstone with a low voice, "Mom, I still can't help loving her, or I can't be heartless to her."

His head is on the tombstone

On the tombstone, Hongke is smiling in her young appearance, but water falls on it, weeping and complaining.

The sky gradually darkened That touch of dark, but for a long time did not leave.

The sky, dark clouds, the sky over B city, black, people breathless.

The next day, Qin Anlan went to the detention center to see ye Liangqiu. When she came out, the whole person lost weight.

She looked up at him as she sat down.

He was thinner, but his facial features and eyes were sharper and more inhumane.

This kind of Qin Anlan has never been seen before.

She couldn't imagine what an LAN would do if he knew the truth and Qin Pei was killed again.

She couldn't imagine that she would rather be hurt by herself.

"Have you thought about it?" His voice was thick and hoarse, without a trace of emotion.

Ye Liangqiu's eyes fixed on him for a long time, then said faintly: "Anlan, you are thin."

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