drowning tide

Luo Yi died.

Nie Xicheng stared at the screen, struggling to figure out if there was any other meaning behind these words, but no matter what he thought, there was no other explanation for this sentence.

Could Xiaoliang be joking with him?No, it's impossible, Xiao Liang has been with him for many years, he is the most trusted group of confidants, it is impossible to joke with him on such a big matter - if not, he would not send Xiao Liang to follow Yi Huai Guaranteed his safety.

Even so, he still finds the whole thing ridiculous, so ridiculous that he can't feel the slightest sense of reality.

How could the man who always seemed to be able to do anything with ease die?How could he just die like this?

Nie Xicheng closed his eyes, memories from a long time ago appeared in his mind.

It was the boy's first birthday when he came to his house. Nie Yuansheng and Jiang Xue quietly prepared a grand ceremony for him, just to make him look a little happier.

When it came time to blow out the candles and make a wish, the boy who always seemed embarrassed was urged to stand up and whispered in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "My wish is... that my mother can come back."

The bright light of the candle was reflected in those beautiful eyes, and he, who was still very young, was a little stunned for a moment.

Could this person have such an expression?Is that what he looks like when he smiles?Would he show this look for me?

With repeated disappointments, he saw less and less such brilliance in the boy's eyes, until one time they overheard a conversation between Nie Yuansheng and others, the brilliance was completely extinguished, replaced by endless sadness and a night Another night of nightmares.

The boy's mother will not come back again, he has been completely abandoned in this world, and the only person he can rely on is himself.

No matter how much I hoped at that time, I hoped that I could become his pillar, but in the end I had to admit that I couldn't completely fill that huge hole.

——I want relatives who are connected by my blood.

——Have you found it?

—Well, I found it.

Last night, he saw this long-lost brilliance again. From his teens to the present, the accumulated obsessions finally had a sustenance.

No living person can live without the giving of emotion. Among Yi Huaique's emotions, love is what he can give, and the rest of the family affection must be given by Luo Yi. No one else can. .

So does Luo Yi know what his death will bring?

Seeing that his expression was not very good, the people in the company asked tentatively, "What happened?"

He stabilized his mind and swallowed the bitterness in his throat, "It's okay."

When he says "it's okay", it doesn't mean he's really okay, it's more likely that "this is not something you should know". That person has done so many years of work of observing words and emotions, so he naturally understands his subtext, so he doesn't ask any more questions. Holding up the umbrella again, "Let's go back."

They returned to the warehouse where Wen Fan was imprisoned by the same route, and the bodyguards outside briefly reported the situation inside.

Nie Xicheng was a little surprised that Wen Fan survived during the half hour they left and still refused to sign the asset transfer agreement.

But it's not incomprehensible when you think about it. After all, it was taught by Wen Zhengting himself. It would be embarrassing if it was really useless.

"Tell the people inside, be careful, don't let Wen Fan die."

Nie Xicheng ordered, and several bodyguards responded in unison.

Wen Fan can't die, he is just a rotten corpse, but he can bring endless benefits to many people including himself.

"Sign it and take it to the notarization. If there is no problem with the notarization, notify Xu Qin to come and pick up the person. Remember, if you hand it over to the person, you will deliver it. If she dares to play tricks, tell her to terminate the transaction."

Thinking of the series of reactions Xu Qin would have, Nie Xicheng's eyes became colder, "She begged to make this deal with me, even if I break the contract, I won't lose anything."

"Yes."

After explaining the business, Nie Xicheng said to the person in a tone that could not be refused, "My people will send you back, and tell him after you have thought about the future."

"I know, so I won't disturb your business." The man followed one of the bodyguards and left, took two steps and suddenly turned around, "I hope you are all well."

"Thank you……"

There is a queue of trains parked on the road outside the port—flights are suspended on rainy days, and waterways don’t seem to be so safe, so there are actually not many choices left for them.

"Go to the next city."

At the same time as Nie Xicheng got into the car, the rain that had been gradually decreasing became heavier again. In just a few seconds, the glass was mottled and the road ahead could not be seen clearly.

That uneasy premonition shrouded everyone's hearts like a long-lasting haze.

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In the basement without windows, the light was ghastly pale, illuminating Yi Huai like a pale wandering soul.

The only piece of furniture in the room was the chair in the middle, and he looked coldly at the woman who was tied to the chair, "Shouldn't you know best about him?"

In Yi Huai's memory, Mo Xinya was a mean woman with her eyes above her head all the time, and she was as beautiful as a dummy. She couldn't match up with the crazy woman with disheveled hair and blood stains in front of her at all.

Thinking of whose blood it was, the beating heart in his chest was immediately gripped tightly by a pair of invisible hands, and the pain made him subconsciously frowned.

"you……"

Seeing him covering his chest and bending his chest, Mo Xinya's turbid eyes rolled twice, unexpectedly regaining a bit of their former clarity.

"It turned out to be you, the damned bastard!" Mo Xinya, who had gradually regained her sanity, recognized who it was, and her expression gradually changed from the previous confusion to resentment, "Why do you dare to show up?"

From the opening and closing of her lips flowed so many hideous and vicious oaths that it was hard to believe that such words could come from a pampered lady of a rich family.

Yi Huai turned a deaf ear to the swear words that ordinary people would be furious after hearing.

He slowly loosened his fingers holding the fabric on his chest, "If cursing me can bring him back to life, then you can insult me ​​as much as you want."

In all fairness, his volume was not loud, and it could even be said that he was almost drowned out by Mo Xinya's sharp curses, but Mo Xinya was like a hen whose throat was pinched, opened his mouth, and made no sound .

His eyes seemed indifferent, but in fact he was a little distracted inside. Under the bleak light, his clear side face was indescribably bleak and gloomy, "Aunt Mo, are you running away from the truth? Running away from the fact that you killed him?" Fact...how can you forget that his blood is still on your body?"

She lowered her head, saw the indelible rust color on her hands, and immediately screamed, "I... I didn't mean to shoot, I didn't mean to shoot, it wasn't my fault, I didn't think I want to kill him!"

Thinking of something, her eyes burst out with hatred, "It was Mo Zhengya, it was Mo Zhengya who told me that there was no bullet in that gun, who knew, who knew that gun... I just want to give him A lesson, he is too much, I am his mother, how could he treat me like this...I never thought of killing him..."

"I know, you didn't mean to..."

Hearing what Yi Huai said, she stared at him longingly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, with straight eyes, hoping that he could pull him out of the ocean of sin.

However, his next words nailed her to the spot, "But what's the difference? If you kill him, the result won't change."

Luo Yi figured out Mo Zhengya's malicious conspiracy, and figured out that the so-called marriage was a trap. The only thing he didn't figure out was that this woman he called his mother really dared to pull the trigger on him.

Mo Xinya kept shaking her head, "I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose, it's not my fault, I never thought of killing him."

Looking at the glaring color on her hands, she struggled to avoid looking, but her hands and feet were tied to the chair, and twisting like this would only make her body lose her center of gravity.

The chair fell to the ground, and the loud noise even alarmed He Kun outside. He probed in to see the situation inside the house.

Knowing what He Kun was worried about, Yi Huai didn't turn his head back, "I won't kill her, don't worry."

Mo Xinya, who fell on the floor, twitched in pain, but kept repeating those words in her mouth.

"He knew what you were plotting with Mo Zhengya, but he wanted to bring you out." Yi Huai knelt down, grabbed her hair and forced her to look up at him, "You are his mother, even if you never He has never cared for him, never fulfilled his duties as a mother, and he still cares about your life, so he wants to pull you out of the morass of the Mo family."

The overwhelming power gap made Mo Xinya finally frightened.

Her eyes were full of fear... It was these eyes, and Yi Huai suddenly realized that she was really Luo Yi's mother, and he actually saw Luo Yi's shadow in these eyes.

"Luo Guanying is everything to him. Your father and brother caused him to lose the last person in the world who was willing to love him selflessly. He wants to take revenge on the Mo family. Except for you, even if you will never forgive him in the future, he still will not forgive him." I hope you will be buried with those people."

The more frightened she was, the happier a certain part of his heart was, "How are you worth it, how can a woman like you be worth it?"

"I..." Mo Xinya wanted to say that she didn't mean it, but the moment their eyes met, all her strength was taken away.

This illegitimate son of her ex-husband, whom she had never seen directly, terrified her.

He would really kill her.

"Aunt Mo, I'm not Luo Yi. I'm not related to you by blood. I won't be as kind to you as he is."

Regardless of her screams of panic, he pulled her up together with the chair, and tidied her clothes by the way.

He leaned closer and pinned her messy hair behind her ears, with an intimate gesture, but the words he said were extremely cruel, "You can't die, you can't die yet, you can't die before those people go to hell, you have to see all of them with your own eyes What happens to people."