Doesn't The Villain Heroine Smell Good?

The moment before Huang Gaosheng's neck was cut off, Xuanzhi finally chose to let go, trying his best to restrain his urge to kill.

Bai Ping was a little surprised to see that he didn't attack.

If it was him, if these two dared to play Yu Xin's idea, they would already be dead bodies.

The Huang family's father and son passed out, especially Huang Tianying, blood was still spilling from his head, and his life and death were unknown.

Luo Yajing stared blankly at what happened in front of her eyes.

Who is this man?

Xuanzhi walked towards Luo Yajing slowly, and stretched out his big hand towards her.

Luo Yajing shrank back subconsciously, a little scared, and only saw this man's brutal methods.

Seeing Luo Yajing's frightened look, Xuanzhi withdrew his hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Bai Ping on the side patted Luo Yajing on the shoulder: "I will take care of this matter."

Luo Yajing glanced at Bai Ping, with regret in her eyes: "Thank you..."

Taking out a cigarette from his pocket, he glanced at Xuan Zhi: "Waiting for you downstairs"

Holding one in his mouth, he took the two 'garbage' downstairs and walked out the door.

Luo Yajing's wrist was red from being strangled by the rope, tears were still on her face, and her messy hair stained the corner of her mouth.

I wanted to stand up, but my ankle was in pain, so I took a breath and stood up enduring the pain.

Xuanzhi wants to help.

"No need, uncle, I can get up by myself"

Listening to Luo Yajing's address, Xuan Zhi lowered his brows.

Uncle?

Luo Yajing walked into the room and saw her mother passed out by the bed, her clothes were in tatters.

I found a piece of clothing and covered it with my mother.

Xuanzhi stood in the living room blankly, looking around.

Old sofa TV, broken fridge.

There are only two dishes in the kitchen, and all kinds of sundries are piled up in the corner.

There seems to be nothing valuable in the whole living room, the walls are not bare, all kinds of basic items are still there, and the scattered decorations give this small house a little warmth of home.

A group photo hangs on the slightly yellowed wall.

Luo Yajing hugged Luo Ye from behind, smiled so naturally, and rubbed Luo Ye's cheek.

Luo Ye blinked, with a loving smile on his face, and put his arms around his daughter's shoulders.

Luo Ye in this photo still looks so young, and Luo Yajing looks only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Xuan Zhi took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and walked into the room. Biqu library

Luo Yajing struggled to carry her mother to the bed, and gave the skinned

Disinfect the elbow and apply medicine.

Seeing Xuanzhi coming in, Luo Yajing looked back at him.

"Thank you, uncle..."

Xuanzhi's heart tightened again, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

After arranging Luo Ye, Luo Yajing closed the door and began to clean the room.

Xuanzhi took the initiative to step forward to help tidy up, but he seemed clumsy.

Luo Ya was silent and did not speak.

The red banknotes were scattered all over the ground, and Luo Yajing picked them up one by one.

Carefully blow dry the dust on it, unfold the bent money and fold it together.

Xuanzhi picked up the money and handed it to Luo Yajing.

"Where's your father?"

Luo Yajing was slightly taken aback when she heard Xuanzhi's words.

"died..."

Xuanzhi didn't expect this answer, frowned, and asked: "Did he leave nothing for you mother and daughter?"

Luo Yajing shook her head: "I have never met my father. My mother said that he had an accident and died shortly after I was born. I don't have any impression of my father in my mind."

"As for what's left..."

"The only evidence left may be a pile of debts."

Speaking of this, Luo Yajing laughed at herself.

I thought of my mother working day and night, paying for my own education, and paying back the money to the creditor, but all of that has passed...

Xuanzhi felt very uncomfortable, and continued to ask.

"Shouldn't your father have left a sum of money?"

Luo Yajing raised her head and looked at Xuanzhi with doubts on her face.

"Do you know my father?"

Xuan Zhi pondered for a while, then nodded: "I have a good relationship with him..."

Luo Yajing sighed, as if she didn't want to talk about it anymore, she still answered Xuanzhi: "He didn't leave anything behind, even took away the only property of the family, and borrowed a lot of money outside."

"if...."

Luo Yajing stopped at this point, it doesn't make any sense to say these things now. Biqu library

After tidying up her things, Luo Ya sat back on the sofa quietly, wiped away the tears on her face, and tidied up her appearance.

He raised his head and stared blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xuan Zhi leaned aside and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

"Suggest I smoke?"

Luo Yajing took out a lighter from the drawer and handed it over.

"Thank you, uncle"

Hearing this address again, Xuan Zhi shook his hand and took the lighter.

White smoke entered the mouth and spit it out slowly.

trying to numb with nicotine

I, sorting out the extremely chaotic thoughts, wanted to speak many times, but I still couldn't speak.

What should I say? A full eighteen years!

What words can tell all of this and make the person in front of me forgive me?

The two people in the room were silent for a long time, and finally Luo Yajing broke the silence.

"Uncle, what is your relationship with my father?"

Hearing this, Xuanzhi thought for a moment and said, "A friend who talks about everything."

"Then who is my father? Why does he owe so much money?"

Xuan Zhi didn't know what happened after he left.

After that underground world war, I was captured by people from the ghost gate. If no official person came forward, I would already be a corpse.

After being rescued, he eagerly wanted to go home and see his wife and daughter, but the official attitude was very tough and there was no room for maneuver.

I also know that the life in my hands no longer belongs to me, and it is in the hands of the officials.

At the last time of leaving, I asked the informant in the underground world to transfer all my assets to my family, and then entered the spiritual land.

A twenty-year mission began.

"he...."

"It's not bad, it's not bad. I often hear him mention things about his family. He loves his daughter and wife very much. He often takes a group photo of the family and talks about it. He is a boring person and a person who misses love."

Luo Yajing was a little surprised when she heard Xuanzhi's words, it was similar to the father her mother described.

My mother said that my father was a mysterious person, and he had an inexplicable sense of security. He was a good man, but he didn't die well in the end.

About how my father left, I have never cared about it. All I can do is to study hard and try to share the pressure with my mother.

"How did my father die?"

Luo Yajing is very concerned about this issue, and has never asked for details in these years, and her mother is also ambiguous.

Xuanzhi took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled the white mist.

"He was stupid, did something stupid and killed himself"

Luo Yajing was puzzled, stupid thing?

"What's the meaning?"

Xuanzhi looked at the burnt cigarette butt, squeezed it with his hand, and extinguished it.

The thick calluses on the thumb rubbed white ashes, and slowly said: "Your father is an idiot. If he had been smarter back then and hadn't been so arrogant, he might not have died..."

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