Lu Beiye opened his mouth, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say. After a while, he hesitated and asked, "Is the corpse brought back?"

No? "

He looked at Yan Lang without blinking, the sadness and disappointment in his eyes made people feel pity.

Yan Lang lowered his head, not daring to look at his expression again, he said in a deep voice, "It's already cremated."

Following these words, there was a sudden silence. Wei Qing stood silently at the door holding a box.

With a "bang", Lu Beiye slammed Yan Lang's face with a fist, knocking Yan Lang to the ground. This punch with all his strength directly hit Yan Lang's nose.

bleed.

Lu Beiye roared, "Who allowed you to be cremated?! I'm not even qualified to see him for the last time!"

His eyes were scarlet and horrifying, the anger in them was self-evident, and also mixed with collapsed despair.

Even if it's his dead body...Let him accompany him, look at him...

He really misses him!

He never dared to imagine that such a tall person was packed in that small box at this moment, and turned into ashes together with his thoughts.

Yan Lang wiped off the nosebleed, raised his head and stared into his eyes, "When we fished it up, the corpse had already been eaten by fish and it was in a bad shape.

It is. ”

"Yan Lang!" Wei Qing shouted loudly at the door, trying to stop his next words.

Yan Lang ignored him, still staring at the flustered Lu Beiye and said, "Do you know how Mr. Xu died? He was beaten to death with a whip. There was no good meat on his body, and his face was completely changed. Such a Xu Do you dare to see, sir? Do you want to see?"

Lu Beiye's breathing became more and more heavy, he gritted his teeth and turned around to walk towards Wei Qing, wanting to take the urn in his hand, Yan Lang behind him continued to stimulate him with words, "Every room in that clubhouse has Surveillance is for customers to review and enjoy the music, I have the video of that day here, do you want to see how Mr. Xu spent his last moment?"

He took out the USB flash drive from his pocket and put it on the messy table.

Wei Qing couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily, "The person is gone, what's the use of provoking the boss like this?! It can only make the living people suffer more!"

Yan Lang laughed, and he said loudly, "It's more painful? If you don't tell him, he will lose more precious things in the future! Mr. Xu is so good! He can do everything for him. Why don't you let such a good person go? Why do you want to be free?" Ruin? Why did you betray him? Why did you have to have such an ending? Is it meaningful to be so decadent now? Can it bring anything to the dead? It can only make you feel better!"

He closed his eyes, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, "Boss Lu, you really don't deserve him..."

He really hates it, why didn't he stop him in the first place, why did it become like this.

It has been five years. As an outsider, he has also watched their lives for five years. Xu Zhuoyang, the person who greeted everyone with a smile and was polite to everyone, just lay on the ground without a sound, his body mutilated Lying there, who can imagine what mood he was in at that time? !

So glamorous to the point of ragged clothes, such a radiant person has become unrecognizable.

This person would cook him breakfast occasionally, teach him how to cook, laugh at him for not having a wife, and tell him to take care of himself while taking care of Lu Beiye.

He has long regarded such a person as one of the few friends in his heart. Seeing him die like that, how can he be so calm and without any waves?

Lu Beiye took the box and stroked it carefully, his fingertips trembling unbelievably.

He hugged the box into his arms, the cold box was not warm at all, "You are right, I am not worthy of him, from beginning to end..."

The only thing that can bring him a sense of superiority is this identity piled up with the smell of copper, other than that, he has no advantages.

Did he do anything for him?It seems never.

The password of that notebook is him and his birthday, but after five years, he doesn't even know when his birthday is, he only knows Xiaomu's birthday.

He took his kindness and gentleness for granted, and trampled on them recklessly, but he didn't expect this retribution to be so tragic, which caught him off guard and wished he could leave with him.

He said hoarsely, "Wei Qing, do you still remember the warehouse that day?"

"Go and get the iron rod and dagger from there, and give me a few knives too..."

He also wanted to know how much he had endured and how painful it was...

Yan Lang got up from the ground, walked to his side, and said, "Instead of doing this, why not do something for him, for the person he cherishes

what. "

Wei Qing is a carefree person, and his eyes are red at the moment, "Boss, don't hurt yourself anymore."

Lu Beiye remained silent, sitting on the ground with the box of ashes in his arms, outlining the pattern on it, which was cold to the touch no matter what.

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