After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

"Ah! There's a ghost!"

Si Zexuan screamed, covered his eyes and shrank into a ball.

Si Yunhai was startled by him. He looked out the car window next to Si Zexuan and saw a bloody hand.

However, the half sleeves exposed on the hands looked a bit familiar.

"Brother Six, it's me."

A crying female voice came faintly, and Si Yunhai immediately realized who was outside the car window.

"Mianmian? Is that you?"

He was still very familiar with his baby daughter's voice.

I quickly turned on the flashlight on my phone and looked out the car window. I finally saw clearly that there was not only a bloody hand but also a person standing outside.

It was Si Mianmian.

It's just that Si Mianmian's whole body is now dirty, and even his originally fair face is now dark, and he doesn't know how.

Under the light, her eyes were filled with tears, and her thin figure was swaying in the night wind, which made Si Yunhai feel nervous.

He quickly got out of the car, but before he got close, he smelled a strong smell of paint.

"Mianmian, why have you become like this? Where is your third brother?"

"Oooh, daddy."

Si Mianmian cried and threw herself into Si Yunhai's arms. She sobbed and choked for a while before replying, "Third brother is still in the dirt."

"What?" Si Yunhai couldn't bear to dislike Si Mianmian's dirty smell and screamed in horror. He only thought about Si Zeyu's death.

Si Zexuan also got out of the car and asked worriedly: "Sister, please tell me more clearly, why is the third brother in the dirt? Didn't he call us before?"

"Um, third brother, third brother, I accidentally fell into the grave."

"Ah?" Si Zexuan didn't understand, why did the person run into the grave again?

Si Yunhai was relatively calm, "You take us to find him first."

"Uh-huh."

Si Mianmian agreed, but after taking only a few steps, he said "Ouch" and then bent over and covered his ankle, looking pitiful.

"Dad, I sprained my foot before, and now it hurts even when I walk."

Si Yunhai had no doubts and ordered Si Zexuan, "Axuan, carry your sister on your back."

Si Zexuan didn't think much, bent down and carried the person on his back.

Si Mianmian climbed onto Si Zexuan's back without any burden and directed the person to go in one direction.

The three of them quickly entered the cemetery. The surroundings were completely silent, with only the sounds of a few people's breathing and footsteps moving between the graves.

It appears even more invisible and terrifying.

Si Zexuan felt his sister's body temperature while carrying someone on his back, so he wasn't so scared.

I thought to myself, it would be nice to carry my sister on my back.

"Mianmian, is that you?"

Si Zezheng's voice suddenly sounded, startling Si Zexuan again and almost throwing Si Mianmian off his back.

Si Yunhai walked towards the sound and finally saw Si Zezheng behind a grave.

"Azheng? Why don't you..."

Si Yunhai looked at his third son, who was also dressed in black. Like Si Mianmian, he had a strong smell of paint.

"Dad, pull me up first."

Si Yunhai carefully observed the grave pit and found that the pit was as deep as Si Zezheng's chest, and a large piece of it had collapsed. Si Ze was sitting at the bottom of the pit, half of his body buried in the collapsed soil.

"Axuan, help me."

The father and son teamed up to take off his coat and let Si Zezheng hold it. The father and son worked together to pull Si Zezheng out of the soil like a carrot.

"Ah, it hurts. Sixth brother, please carry me out."

Si Ze was sitting on the ground, gasping for air.

Si Yunhai was worried: "What's wrong? Where are you injured?"

Si Ze was pulling up his trouser leg and saw that his left foot was swollen like a pig's trotter.

"Did you twist your foot too?" Si Zexuan looked at Si Zezheng and then at Si Mianmian in shock, realizing that he unconsciously landed on Si Mianmian's foot.

Si Mianmian felt a little guilty, "I...I'm not that serious. I'm much better now."

"Stop talking about it now. Let's talk about it when we get back." Si Yunhai disliked the desolation of the cemetery.

Si Zexuan was taking the first step while carrying Si Ze on his back. Si Yunhai looked at Si Mianmian and asked, "Mianmian, do you want daddy to carry you?"

Si Mianmian wanted to say no, but she couldn't just be fine all of a sudden, right?

She was too lazy to walk anyway. How disgusting would it be if she accidentally fell into a pit like Si Zezheng?

So he nodded and said movedly: "Well, thank you, Dad."

Si Yunhai carried the cheese on Si Mianmian's back and quickened his pace to follow Si Zexuan.

Si Yunhai has been busy with company affairs recently and hasn't exercised for a long time. Suddenly he was walking at night carrying someone behind him, and he started to out of breath not long after walking.

He began to breathe through his mouth, and Si Mianmian vaguely smelled an unpleasant smell, but she couldn't tell what it was, but it felt stronger than the smell of paint on her body.

Finally returning to the car, Si Mianmian took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, with Si's father and Si Ze sitting in the back.

As soon as the train started, Si Zexuan couldn't help but be curious.

"Third brother, why did you go to the cemetery? And to such a remote cemetery. And why are you all covered in black paint?"

Si Zezheng was recalling and angrily telling the whole story.

"Si," Si Ze was about to say Si Mianmian's full name.

But in front of his father and younger brother, he changed his tune.

“It was Mianmian who learned that Gao Mei, the second brother’s agent, was secretly transferring the property and resources of the second brother’s studio.

So she and I went to Er Ge’s studio to find out more about Gao Mei, but found that the studio was surrounded by Er Ge’s fans. "

"and then?"

"Then in the chaos, Mianmian and I were knocked unconscious by someone unknown."

Si Mianmian answered: "Yes, I felt a pain in the back of my neck, and my vision went dark and I fainted. When we woke up, the person was in the cemetery, and paint was splashed all over him."

Si Zezheng couldn't help but get angry when he mentioned paint.

As a doctor, hygiene is the most important thing, but this time he was splashed with paint!

He suspected that if the other party hadn't been unable to find the excrement at the moment, they would have even had excrement thrown at them!

"Then what?" Si Zexuan asked curiously.

Si Zezheng: "Then we woke up and found that in the cemetery, our things were thrown everywhere."

"While looking for my phone, I couldn't bear to fall into the grave."

Speaking of this, Si Zezheng couldn't help but glance at Si Mianmian, with an obvious coldness in his eyes.

Si Mianmian lowered his head guiltily and tangled his fingers together.

Si Zezheng smiled bitterly: "I originally wanted Mianmian to pull me up, but Mianmian didn't agree."

Si Mianmian explained urgently: "Third brother, are you really blaming me? I didn't mean not to pull you, but my strength is too weak. I'm afraid that I won't be able to pull you, and eventually I will fall together, and I won't be able to call for help at that time." The door is open."

"Besides," Si Mianmian shed tears of grievance, "my hand is also injured and I can't use my strength at all."

She opened her still bloody hand and saw a long cut on her palm. It looked like there was a lot of blood, but Si Zezheng could tell at a glance that the wound was not deep and was obviously cut by a blade of grass.

There is no need for strength at this point, it is really an exaggeration.

After this incident, he could be sure that this sister had separated from him.

Maybe even still holding a grudge about the funeral home.

Obviously, he is the biggest victim!

Why should she hate him?

Unknowingly, Si Zezheng actually disliked Si Mianmian.

It was obvious that he loved this sister the most before.

"Third brother, Mianmian is timid, don't blame her, she will be scared." Si Zexuan noticed Si Mianmian's expression while driving.

He and Si Mianmian are similar in age, only one year apart, so they have played together since childhood. So when he saw Si Mianmian crying, he couldn't help but persuade her immediately.

Si Zezheng came to his senses: "I didn't blame her. I was just stating the matter."

"Well, third brother, please continue."

"As you will know later, I found my mobile phone and used the last of my power to make a call to you."

In the end, Si Mianmian took the phone away, saying that he needed some lighting and went to the entrance of the cemetery outside to wait for someone to pick him up.

Si Zezheng couldn't refuse. After all, he was afraid that even if Si Zexuan came, he would not be able to find their location. Si Mianmian's best choice was to go outside to meet them.