Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

Song Ansong's throat rolled, and he couldn't help the heat in his eyes, his eyes were blurred by tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes with his cuff, "Hua Yi, what do you mean? Are you determined to leave him alone? You are still not human." ! You really are the ruthless and unrighteous King of Hades in the world's population!"

"Ansong! Why are you talking to your cousin!" Cheng Xuehong observed Hua Yi's expression, and quickly scolded, hugged Song Ansong, and dragged him to the door.

Song Ansong struggled in Cheng Xuehong's arms, not letting himself be dragged out by him. He pointed at Hua Yi while crying and shouted, "Why don't you ignore Song Tan? You don't think he belongs to you in Washington Ma'am, but Song Tan's mother is still the third young master of the Song family, why is her status not higher than those five little girls from ordinary families! You actually gave up a son of an aristocratic family for five ordinary girls, why? Why!"

Cheng Xuehong had no choice but to cover Song Ansong's mouth with one hand.

Hua Yi closed his eyes and listened to Song Ansong's cursing, his brows were furrowed tightly, he seemed to be in extreme pain, and he digested his emotions for a while.When he opened his eyes again, there was a pool of stagnant water in his eyes.

"Cheng Xuehong, let him go."

"Brother, he's really young! He can't hold back his words..." Hua Yi pushed Cheng Xuehong away, and leaned forward to look at Song Ansong.

Without Cheng Xuehong's caress, Song Ansong suddenly lost his support, he lost his center of gravity and lost his balance, and fell to the ground. In fact, Hua Yi was the most frightened.

Hua Yi's expression was very calm, so calm that nothing unusual could be seen, but he exuded an overwhelming power that made people dare not look directly at him, so he laughed, "Let me tell you why."

Song Ansong's heart skipped a beat.

"Just because of the release of this little beast, those three girls who died of injustice will never be rehabilitated, and will be crowned slaves forever! Just because of the release of this little beast, those five girls have a great possibility After being killed, there is a possibility that the body will not be found! After letting this little beast go, he has not changed his will, and even worsened his abuse of other girls! Hundreds of girls will be terrified!"

Song Ansong was terrified by him, he hesitated and said: "But people are lost, and it is not easy to find them back!"

His words directly hit Hua Yi's heart, and Hua Yi suddenly felt sad.

He didn't speak, as if he was caught in a good memory, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously: "I also want Song Tan to come back, he is such a hypocritical person, he can't bear half a grievance, I How can I be willing... how can I be willing to let him suffer a little bit."

Cheng Xuehong flinched from the side, "Cousin, stop talking..."

Hua Yi calmed down, his eyelashes flickered, did he continue, "If I am alone, I will definitely die and rescue Song Tan regardless of any cost. But please open your eyes and see, I am not just Song Tan's husband, I am also a judicial official. What I wear is an official uniform, what is on my shoulders is the law, my hands must be just, and what I do is one of heaven and earth. Scales!"

Hearing the meaning of Hua Yi's words, Song Ansong took a long breath, tears fell down his face, and he wiped the tears off his face in a daze.

Cheng Xuehong couldn't bear it anymore, he stepped forward to help Song Ansong, and whispered to him: "Cousin always regards the lives of all beings as equal, your third brother's life is life, and other people's lives are also life ! Song Tan is only his life... If Zhang Fuyao is released, eight lives will be directly lost!"

Song Ansong lay paralyzed on Cheng Xuehong's body, and he murmured: "I came here today because I dreamed about my third brother last night. He was covered in scars all over his body and was still bleeding. He told me that he It hurts, he really hurts. What I wanted to see the most was his miserable appearance, but when I really saw it, my heart also hurt..."

Hua Yi didn't want to listen any more, he was overwhelmed by Song Ansong's terrible dream, and he almost threw away his reason and acted recklessly.

But he didn't, he was Hua Yi, he could only seek justice in his position, he could only be that ruthless but holding a fair and just weighing instrument.

Hua Yi lowered his eyes, and quickly walked past the pair of supporting and supporting couples, with trembling fingers, he pushed the door and walked out.

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The man threw a lifeless steamed bun in Song Tan's direction, yellow and white, and smelling rancid.

Song Tan let go of his reserve, his eyes were tied, his ears were slapped by the man so that the sound was not clear, and he could only discern a general direction by the vague sound, he bent down like a bird The larva that had just emerged from its cocoon was wriggling on the ground in a disorderly manner, and could only rely on luck to touch where the steamed bun was.

He took a small bite and tore off a bite. The steamed bun had been air-dried for a long time, and it was dry and astringent.He held it in his mouth for a while, moistening it with saliva and blood, and swallowed hard, but it still made his throat sore.

Song Tan almost burst into tears, he used to be so picky and arty, he would not drink anything other than Liquan, and he would not live in anything other than sycamore trees, but now he is willing to swallow filthy stinky steamed buns.

Song Tan knew that the man had already treated him like a dog, but right now he couldn't develop the self-esteem and hypocrisy of a pampered son. He was so humble and ridiculously just wanted to live.

After a long time, he finally ate the piece of steamed bun, and curled up his body again. He did this movement very slowly, and every inch of his body was affected by the raging pain. The pain stimulated him to wake up a little bit. , Song Tan's purpose is to hold the painting in his arms, and this scroll of painting is already his greatest comfort.

That man stabbed Song Tan at least twice a day, and then took the trouble to give him medicine again, hanging Song Tan's life over and over again.Whenever long and heavy despair swept over, Song Tan wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.

The man obtained superficial pleasure from the pain of Song Tan's death, and then said lightly: "Don't die, what if Hua Yi comes to rescue you tomorrow."

This hope took root in Song Tan's heart, like a tiny firefly flickering softly in the boundless darkness, making him reluctant to die, at least it was a hope.

He didn't know whether he was awake or still in a dream, whether he was Zhuang Zhou or a butterfly.

He is carefully weaving a beautiful dream for himself, in which he and Hua Yi are included, and he relies on these vain fantasies to support him through the day, Song Tan thinks of some things that are not romantic, but he thinks they are very poetic: Under the flowing clouds and on the green hills, they picked apricot flowers in spring, apricots in summer, cicadas in autumn, and snow in winter...

There was a smile on Song Tan's lips, and he wondered again, where is today's story? After the cold winter is over, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. They can drink tea together, enjoy the flowers, and then go all the way south along the Yangtze River. The road is connected with the road, to Suzhou, to Yangzhou...

The man looked at Song Tan showing such satisfied expression again, and sneered disdainfully, he added a handful of firewood to the fire, and said softly, "Fool."

The author has something to say:

I know this chapter may make everyone scold Huayi. .

In fact, Hua Yi is such a person...he is also very difficult

There will be a wife chasing crematorium in the back

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