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Extra Story [-]. Friends

The car came to a slow stop. Yang Zhenghua sat in the driver's seat without moving. He looked sideways at Xie Zichi who was sitting beside him with an expressionless face, and said in a low voice, "Xia Yang's grandpa... passed away."

Xie Zichi put his hands on his thighs, and said, "I know." He said as he went to unbuckle his seat belt.

Yang Zhenghua pulled him back: "But why? This matter has nothing to do with the old man, why bring him into it, he is innocent."

Xie Zichi's face was condensed, and his facial muscles were tense. Suddenly he shook off Yang Zhenghua's hand: "He is innocent? Then my mother is not innocent?"

His tone was very aggressive, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, with deep-seated hatred and pain.

Yang Zhenghua stared at him painfully: "You have already planned these things, right? You hate Xia Yang and Han Rui, so you want to make their life worse than death, right? But do you really feel happy like this?"

The air in the car was very oppressive. Xie Zichi undid the two buttons, took a few deep breaths, and then pressed his forehead with his hand: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get angry with you."

Yang Zhenghua leaned on the driver's seat: "I regard you as a friend, so I want to help you. But what you have done is too much. This matter has nothing to do with the old man. How can he bear it at such an old age?" ?” He opened the door and wanted to get out of the car.

Xie Zichi grabbed his arm: "I'm sorry." He said.

Yang Zhenghua kept his face sullen and didn't speak.

"Don't go." Xie Zichi said in pain: "You are the only one who knows my past and is by my side. If you leave, I really have nothing."

His eyes were red, and tears flowed down: "I didn't expect this to happen. I didn't expect those photos to be picked up by the old man. I didn't mean it."

Yang Zhenghua also felt uncomfortable. He said, "Give up, Zichi. Hatred will destroy you, and I shouldn't have helped you."

It was not until a long time later that Xie Zichi's emotions calmed down.He threw the tissue in the trash can and went home with Yang Zhenghua.

Wang Ma was preparing snacks in the kitchen, and the sweet smell filled the room.

"I made a snack, and it will be ready in a while."

Xie Zichi hummed, put his coat on the sofa, and went upstairs with Yang Zhenghua.

Wang Ma went back to the kitchen, only to realize that she had forgotten to tell Xie Zi that Chi Bailing was waiting in the study, and she came out again, but there was no one on the stairs.

Xie Zichi just unscrewed the door of the study room, before stepping in, he was dragged in by the collar with one hand, and pressed hard against the wall.

Yang Zhenghua was startled, and said, "Bai Ling!"

Bai Ling's eyes were red, and he raised the photo in his hand to Xie Zichi's eyes, and said sternly, "Tell me what is this? Why do you have these things?"

Yang Zhenghua said eagerly: "Bai Ling, let go!"

Bai Ling swung him away, and said angrily, "I ask you, did Grandpa Xia's death have something to do with you? Tell me." He threw the photo on the ground, grabbed Xie Zichi's shoulder with both hands and kept shaking it.

Xie Zichi was like a puppet, shaking him left and right without any reaction.His eyes were fixed on the photos scattered on the ground, and he suddenly laughed. He looked into Bai Ling's eyes and said softly, "Yes."

Bai Ling stared at him incredulously, and then punched him.

Looking at Xie Zichi who was bending over in pain, Bai Ling took a few breaths and said hoarsely, "Why did you do that?"

Xie Zichi didn't answer his question, but just smiled.

Bai Ling messed up his hair violently, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "I thought we were friends, but it turned out that I was just pretending to be affectionate, and I, Bai Ling, are nothing in the eyes of you two. Ah, nothing! ’ He slammed his fist on the door hard.

Yang Zhenghua said: "...We never thought about it that way."

Bai Ling looked sideways at him, his face was horrified by anger.

Yang Zhenghua cleared his throat: "Actually..."

"Zhenghua!" Xie Zichi suddenly called out, stopping Yang Zhenghua.

Bai Ling retreated to the chair and sat down, looking up at Xie Zichi who was arranging his clothes.

He looked very calm and his movements were leisurely.But it was Xie Zichi who made Bai Ling feel very strange.

"I thought I knew you well," he said.

Xie Zichi slowly put down his hand, but did not answer his words, and sat down on the leather sofa beside him.He didn't answer Bai Ling's words, but said: "He killed my mother."

Bai Ling frowned: "Xia Yang?"

Xie Zichi crossed his legs and looked at Bai Ling: "Yes, so life for life, isn't it fair?"

Yang Zhenghua opened his mouth, but was stopped by Xie Zichi.

"Life for life? Who do you think you are? This is breaking the law!" Bai Ling said coldly, "You are simply crazy."

Xie Zichi nodded and agreed, "You're right, I've gone crazy long ago. Mr. Bai, please go ahead." He walked out after speaking.

Yang Zhenghua looked at Bai Ling's broken and red hands, and said, "Get some medicine."

Bai Ling punched him, pointed at his nose and said angrily, "You accomplice, you already knew about this, right? How could you help him do this kind of thing? What kind of friend are you!"

Yang Zhenghua wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, only to see Bai Lingyang slap him several times.

"Oh, what right do I have to scold you, I'm also an accomplice! I helped you kill someone." His voice was hoarse and broken, "I could tell that he was in a bad mood, but he didn't do anything. What kind of friend am I?"

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At the dinner table, all three of them were slightly injured, but Bai Ling and Yang Zhenghua were more obvious.Wang Ma felt very distressed, and tried to give them medicine.

After dinner, Bai Ling had no intention of leaving.He nestled on the sofa and said coquettishly to Wang Ma: "Aunt Wang, tidy up a room for me, I want to stay here forever."

Wang Ma seemed very happy to go, Bai Ling threw a bunch of keys to Yang Zhenghua: "Bring me some clothes tomorrow."

Xie Zichi looked at him coldly.

Bai Ling touched his slightly swollen cheek, and said, "Don't look at it, from today onwards, you are my patient, and I will stay here until you recover."

Xie Zichi sneered, got up and went upstairs.

Bai Ling lay straight on the sofa, put his hands together, stared at the ceiling, and said softly, "I will definitely make you recover."

The author has something to say:

I didn't want to write this chapter originally, and I can guess what happened by contacting the context.

But, for unnecessary trouble, I still write it out

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Finally put an end to this story, although it is not perfect.

But I will keep going.

Finally, please allow me to pretend...X

——Everyone

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There will be a period later!

Finally, Happy Children's Day O(∩_∩)O ha!

(Finally, it’s okay to ask the author to collect it, thank you, bow~)