After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

, Thank you Ming lawyer.Okay, let's talk tomorrow when we meet. "

Lu Yuxiao's parents couldn't get any benefit from Qian Qian, so they naturally wanted to start with the murderer who killed their daughter. They had seen the murderer's brother - an elite man in suits and leather shoes, and he seemed to be a rich man.

How their daughter died, the police said, but they didn't pay attention, they just wanted to know how much compensation they could get so that they could marry their son.

Since the dead are already dead, let the living live better. They have raised Lu Yuxiao for so many years and haven't enjoyed any blessings.As parents, they thought confidently and fortunately.Fortunately, he died in the hands of a rich family, otherwise he would not be able to recover any of his capital.

Che Zaizhi did not agree to their request, because Che Zaizhi's family was not as wealthy as they imagined, and he was just a decent laborer. The money he earned seemed to be a lot, and miscellaneous expenses were deducted. Relationship, but also to pay the mortgage.

He just bought a car and spent almost half of his savings, and his parents are only low-class civil servants, so they can afford to support the family, but if he is asked to spend [-] million won at once, he can't even sell his liver or kidney.

Lu Yuxiao's parents didn't get the money, so they brought a group of relatives from the countryside to come to Che Che's funeral to make a fuss.

The scene is ugly.

Che Zaizhi's parents are well-educated and well-educated people, and they know that they are unreasonable. Faced with Lu's father and Lu's mother's swearing and ghost-crying and wolf-howling attacks, they have no intention of fighting back. I can understand that this is Che Che's funeral, let the deceased rest in peace.

But who are the people here? They are a group of bandits and hooligans who specialize in usury. What reason to talk to them is to overestimate their humanitarian spirit and underestimate their greed for profit.

In the end, Jin Meizhu, who came to attend the funeral, transferred [-] million won on the spot to appease Lu Yuxiao's parents first.

After Cha Zaizhi found out, he held back his anger and pulled Kim Miju aside.

"What are you doing?" Che Zaizhi felt his dignity was swept away, his lips trembling with anger, "Do you think our family can't afford the money? Why do we have to pay? What does my family's affairs have to do with you?! You think you are helping Me? If you have money, you can do whatever you want?"

"No," Jin Meizhu stared at him unyieldingly, her voice was soft and clear but not weak, "I know Che Che and you, I want Che Che to have a good funeral, I have the ability to let them Just leave and that's what I did."

Che Zaizhi's violently heaving chest gradually calmed down. He took a few breaths and pressed the center of his brows. He knew that the other party was just a child—a child who didn't understand anything. She didn't know that by doing this, she would involve herself.

"Jin Meizhu," he calmed down for a few seconds, opened his mouth to solemnly pronounce Jin Meizhu's name, stared into her eyes inquiringly and earnestly, and said, "Do you think it's worth spending so much money on a murderer? "

Jin Meizhu's eyes widened, and she took a step back, as if she couldn't believe what she heard, she stared straight at the car: "What did you say?"

Che Zai looked straight into her amber clear eyes, set his heart on it, and repeated word by word: "I ask you, is it worth spending money on a murderer?"

"What are you talking about?" Jin Meizhu shook her head slowly, with disappointment and sadness in her eyes, "Manager Che, Che Che is your younger brother, this is his funeral, how can you ask me?" Such a question!"

"He's my younger brother, but he killed someone, Kim Mi Joo," Che Zai shook his head incessantly, his brows were deeply wrinkled, and his chin also had a faint stubble. In fact, he was overdrawn a long time ago His own body is just the responsibility of being the eldest son in the family, so he has to support the overall situation, "He is not worth it, you don't want to meddle in our family's affairs anymore, okay?"

His tone was so low, almost as low as the dust, like a warning, but more of a pleading tone, so light and yet so heavy.

Jin Meizhu clenched her fists and lowered her head slowly. After a while, she said, "I'm sorry."

Che Zaizhi couldn't bear to hear this girl who only wanted to be good for them bowed her head and apologized to him: "I see, I'm sorry, Manager Che, for causing you trouble."

The car was silent.

"However," she looked up again, her eyes still clear and bright, like amber that has sealed a thousand years of sunshine, "I don't regret my decision, my money is not only spent for Che Che, but also for sister Lu Yuxiao , she sent me home, and now she is dead, so I gave her parents a sum of money, not helping you, not sympathizing with you, I just did what I wanted to do."

Jin Meizhu looked directly into Cha Zaizhi's eyes and said, "Manager Cha, the police didn't say he was Cha Che's murderer. Can you stop calling him a murderer?"

Che Zaizhi's sensitive nerves were touched, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time almost burst out at this moment: "Do you think I want to? Do I want to say that my brother is a murderer? You don't know, you don't Know his mental state, Kim Mi-joo! You don’t know anything, so don’t accuse me casually.”

"I know, you told me when you were drunk!" Jin Meizhu was about to retort as soon as her temper came up, but she held back. Sniffing, whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, broker car."

"...it's okay." Che took a few deep breaths before he noticed that Jin Meizhu was almost drooping from his yelling. He wanted to harden his heart, but he couldn't bear it, so he said, "It's me. It’s too much, I’m sorry, I killed you.”

Jin Meizhu shook her head with her face down, and said in a nasal voice: "No, I said something wrong."

The silence that followed was broken by Che Zaizhi.

"...Mei Zhu, I don't understand either. Che Che is my younger brother. I never thought he would kill someone, and I don't understand why he wanted to kill Lu Yuxiao." Che Zaizhi wiped his face heavily, low voice.

He is like a balloon, on the surface he looks very imposing, but in fact there is only a layer of pretentious skin left.

"He is my younger brother. I watched him grow up, but after so many things happened, I realized that there are so many things I don't know, so I dare not say that I understand him," Che said. He covered his eyes with his hands, but sadness still came out from his trembling voice, "I'm not a competent brother."

His nasal voice was heavier than that of Kim Mi Joo, and the ending tune fell, with strong remorse and despair reaching out to pull him into the abyss: "I should have been with him all the time."

Kim Mi Joo didn't know what to say.

She is just a child who has just grown up. Even after experiencing the death of her friend, she is still a child. A child cannot understand the pain of an adult, just as an adult cannot understand the loneliness of a child.

"Mei Zhu," when the last funeral was over, Jin Meizhu was about to step into the car door, and the car stopped her from a distance, approached her, put his hand on her shoulder, and said solemnly, "Thank you , give my brother a quiet funeral."

Jin Meizhu felt a little overwhelmed by his solemn and sincere treatment, she blinked her ignorant eyes, and whispered: "No, you're welcome, you should."

Che Zaizhi only patted her on the shoulder, turned his head and left.

Jin Meizhu looked through the car window, and outside the window were layers of cemeteries. Under the shade of greenery, the same white tombstones overlapped far away. I don't know how many people are resting here.

Che Zaizhi and his parents were still standing in front of the grave, they were leaning on each other, while Che Zaizhi, who had always been upright, was already a little stooped, he was still wearing that neat black suit, still tall, he hugged his parents , had to bend his back.

Her eyes were inexplicably sore, she wiped away her tears, and stopped looking.

This family is devastated, maybe they will get through it, sure they will one day, but how long will that be?Time will heal people, but it is too slow. How many people fall down because of the long-term pain before healing, and cannot wait for the day when the wound heals.

Kim Mi Joo didn't know why the misfortune fell on the family in front of her, on her best friend, on the senior Baekhyun she liked. She didn't know the truth, or even the connection between them, but she keenly understood Aware of the sadness in it, since An Yan was killed, the sadness that cannot be overcome like a continuous mountain.

Kim Mi Joo recalled what Cha Jae Jae had said to her when she was drunk, babbling illogically, crying and laughing, talking about Bian Baekhyun, saying that her younger brother liked her, saying that she was made things difficult by high-level officials, and saying everything.

"When the people around you are killed one by one, you, you also know that you are the last person to be killed, what will you do? Ask you, how will you live the next day?"

"You know, Baekhyun seems to be fine and lives as usual."

"As for Baekhyun, he always let us see that he looks very relaxed, but he has endured much more than us, but he never said it, never said it."

"You know what? My brother killed the person he liked."

"My younger brother is also Baekhyun's younger brother. It means that Baekhyun's younger brother killed the person Baekhyun likes. Tell me, how he looks, he doesn't feel sad at all."

"Love that assistant of his because he almost killed Seul Gi... If someone killed someone because of me, I'd probably want to die, him, but you know how he endured it? He locked himself in the room , He didn't say it, but I know that usually, he is a bad guy, even worse than me, and he wants to die more than me."

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