Tell you to turn backwards?

Meng Jianmin fell into a pool of blood, dying, his fingers were still twitching slightly, and his eyes could still turn. After seeing clearly that it was Meng Ze, his eyes glowed with hope: "Little..."

Meng Ze walked around him calmly, and went to check the breath of Wei Yuping, who was also lying on the ground, and she was already out of breath.There was a "thump" in his heart, and he finally had a normal reaction.

"Dad." Meng Ze suddenly turned his head and smiled at him.

Meng Jianmin didn't know if it was because of excessive blood loss, and his whole body began to tremble.

Meng Ze walked over and squatted in front of him, savoring his painful appearance.He has read many novels, in which the characters usually feel not pleasure but mixed feelings when facing the enemy they want to kill day and night dying in front of them, an indescribable and inexplicable emotion.

But none of the feelings matched him at all. Meng Ze felt his heart beating faster at first, but it wasn't fear, but a kind of joy close to morbidity.

The person you have wanted to kill since childhood fell in front of you, this feeling... Meng Ze almost laughed out loud.

He could already guess who did it, Meng Ze's eyes were bent, Zheng Xinkai probably thought he was still living with them, so he just sent him away on purpose.

This was more of a surprise to him than half of the inheritance.

Meng Ze approached slowly, Meng Jianmin covered his wound, and grabbed his shirt with all his might, and Meng Ze tore it apart finger by finger, leaving a red mark on his white sweater.

"Try to trouble me." Meng Ze looked at the stain with disgust, and said softly, "Dad, don't be nervous, do I need to call the police? Ah, if you encounter such a thing, call the police as soon as possible What, can't you get your phone?"

He turned on the phone, pressed three numbers leisurely, and dialed.

Meng Jianmin's eyes widened with anger, and the whites of his eyes became more and more red.Meng Ze sat paralyzed in a pool of blood, then picked up the phone, sobbing freely: "My grandma and my dad...it's like this as soon as I come back..."

The policewoman quickly comforted him: "Don't get excited, what happened?"

"Blood... They were stabbed with a knife, there was a lot of blood." Meng Ze said incoherently, "I don't know what to do, what should I do?"

As he spoke, he pushed Meng Jianmin in a panic, not too hard, just enough to make the knife go deeper evenly.

Meng Jianmin opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single syllable.

The female policeman said: "Don't move around, are you still angry? Tell me the address, and we will call the ambulance and the police over there immediately."

Meng Ze reported a series of addresses sobbing, and after a while of silence, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, his voice trembling: "I'm out of breath..."

At this moment, Meng Jianmin couldn't even move his eyeballs. His anger reached the end and he was desperate.

Meng Ze calmly squatted up again, looking at Meng Jianmin's face, the death was not very peaceful, a bit hideous.This guy actually thinks that he will save him, Meng Ze thought to himself, fate is soft on such a poor and vicious person.

Although when he came back, Meng Jianmin had been stabbed three times in the abdomen and both thighs, and the sound of the two heavy objects coming was because he crawled on the ground for a short distance, and when he caught something, he threw it on the door, trying to make others hear.

It's a pity that the person who heard it was Meng Ze. According to the amount of bleeding, Meng Ze knew very well that if he called an ambulance immediately, he might be able to bring Meng Jianmin back from the brink of death.

But he will never make life difficult for himself.

The mobile phone in his hand rang a notification tone, Meng Ze looked down and found that it was from Wu Shifeng: Are you at home?I knocked for a long time but no one answered.

Meng Ze confessed: In my previous house, Meng Jianmin and my grandma died.

After posting these words, Meng Ze's senses were so slow that a boy's heart was aroused just now, and he felt happy just now, purely happy, but all his emotions disappeared the moment he saw Meng Jianmin die.

He was a little dazed and a little helpless.

But he is still calm, calmly playing the reaction that a 17-year-old boy should have when encountering a murder case. After the police arrived, he performed almost every detail flawlessly. At least the police in this small county couldn’t see what he had. Something is wrong.

After Wu Shifeng saw the message he sent, he didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he got up from the bed in a house jacket, and rushed out of the house.

Not long after, he was sitting in a taxi, watching the surrounding scenery receding rapidly, Wu Shifeng called Meng Ze, but he didn't answer.

"Driver, hurry up." Wu Shifeng urged.

The driver glanced at Wu Shifeng's face from the rearview mirror: "It's already fast, little brother, what's the rush?"

Wu Shifeng called again, but Meng Ze still didn't answer.He was really distraught at the moment, Meng Jianmin and Grandma Meng Ze died, who did it?Meng Ze?

He squeezed the phone tightly and started to get scared.

What if his Meng Ze killed someone?After being released from prison, what if such a good... such a good future is ruined?If it was Meng Ze who moved...then was he injured?Meng Jianmin can't do anything with that thing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the driver didn't ask any more questions.

When Wu Shifeng rushed up the corridor of his house, Meng Jianmin and Wei Yuping were being carried off on a stretcher. He pushed aside several policemen and nurses who stopped him, and went straight to Meng Ze's side.

With red eyes, he checked Meng Ze up and down, only to confirm that the blood on his body did not come from him.

After confirming that Meng Ze was fine, Wu Shifeng's breath stagnated in his throat, and he and Meng Ze walked slowly behind, gritting his teeth in a voice that only Meng Ze could hear: "You are really capable."

Meng Ze was taken aback, knowing that he might have misunderstood something, he held back his smile, and asked expressionlessly: "If I'm sentenced to life, will you wait for me?"

Wu Shifeng squeezed his hand, in fact, to comfort himself: "What are you talking about, you haven't passed your 18th birthday yet?"

Meng Ze: "If you are over 16, you have to..."

"Are you going to betray me forever?" Wu Shifeng tightened his hand, and asked back, "Do you think that killing is just killing casually?"

Meng Ze replied: "I will go to jail, I know."

"You know what a fart!" This is the first time Wu Shifeng swears at him, "You just kill him alone, do you know how dangerous it is? What if..."

"What if?"

Wu Shifeng's mind was a little stuck, and by the way, he couldn't even express himself very clearly. He said, "You wouldn't tell me, discuss with me..."

Meng Ze raised his eyebrows: "I'll tell you, then what? You plan to send me to the police station for reform first?"

"..." Wu Shifeng thought seriously for a few seconds, and then said, "How is that possible, tell you, and then we are together, the success rate of two people is better than one..."

Sitting through the prison with Meng Ze, Wu Shifeng still thinks it's quite romantic when he thinks about it.

Meng Ze couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth secretly, and said softly: "Who told you that I killed the person?"

Wu Shifeng was stunned for a moment, and then foolishly got into the car with Meng Ze. Meng Ze leaned into his ear and said, "I didn't do anything, or you could still see me now."

He stretched out his wrist and shook it in front of Wu Shifeng: "Look, are there handcuffs?"

Before Wu Shifeng vomited out his stagnation, he was shattered by his words, glass shards flowed down his throat, and there was a faint burning sensation.

He raised his hand heavily, but when it landed on Meng Ze's palm, it became a painless slap.

"You fucking—" Wu Shifeng said angrily, "Do you know how scared I am?"

"I'm sorry." Meng Ze clasped his hand back, "Seeing how stupid you are, I can't help but want to lie to you."

Meng Ze was in a good mood, even his voice was light and light: "Are you going to be angry with me?"

"Of course... no." Wu Shifeng felt that this might be the only promising thing in his life, and when Meng Ze asked him in this tone, his anger was instantly cleared away, "No next time?" Do it again, do you hear me?"

Meng Ze nodded, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly said, "My grandma died too."

The speed of his speech is usually neither fast nor slow, so that no matter what content he wants to express, it is always calm and clear.

He and Wei Yuping have lived together for so many years. Wei Yuping is no different from other ordinary grandmas. She usually cooks a table of dishes. If Meng Ze didn't call to inform her, she wouldn't move her chopsticks when she came back late.

Like other old people, she would praise her grandson with the aunt in the vegetable market.

Because I was talked about by other elderly people in the community, I couldn't dance with them in the square dance. I followed a dialect-speaking program every day, and I didn't dare to turn off the TV when I was sleepy.

When Meng Ze was in a good mood, he would take the initiative to talk to her. At this time, she was very happy and stared at Meng Ze with childlike eyes.

But she is also a silent accomplice, every time Meng Jianmin's domestic violence occurs, she will cry and persuade her, and after the persuasion, she will take Meng Ze's mother to worship Buddha, trying to let the gods bless and make Meng Jianmin a normal person father and husband.

When Meng Jianmin lost his temper when he was young, even she beat him.But Wei Yuping didn't dare to fight back against her son, and was reluctant to touch his flesh even though she knew that such pampering was not good.

But when Meng Jianmin did such a vicious thing, she didn't blame him, but instead blamed herself and others.In Wei Yuping's eyes, his son will never be at fault.

If you can forgive yourself, others can also forgive you.

Wu Shifeng rubbed his earlobe: "There's still me."

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Thanks to "jie" for the nutrient solution irrigated +1~

You must all think that Meng Jianmin killed Meng Ze's grandma haha.