After I died, the scumbag went crazy

Chapter 117 Is A Xing a white and black guy?
Li Shengbiao looked at Li Sichen angrily and clenched his fingers one by one. "Just wait for me."

I looked at Li Shengbiao in surprise. I actually saw timidity in the eyes of such a cruel person?
Is he afraid of Ah Xing?

I looked back at Ah Xing in surprise. He stared at Li Shengbiao with sinister eyes. He slowly regained his clarity after the others left.

"A series of changes in the Li family... happened too fast." I whispered. "Axing, does this really have nothing to do with you?"

Ah Xing didn't answer and still hugged me tightly. "Xixi...I'm so hungry."

His voice was hoarse, and I couldn't tell whether he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

He stood all night without eating or sleeping, so he must be hungry.

I took him to eat and put him to sleep.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I looked at his face for a long time.

Ah Xing, what kind of face is he under this mask?

Lying next to him, I fell into a deep sleep.

Pregnancy makes me sleepy, and I didn't sleep all night yesterday. I was nervous in the interrogation room all night.

I had a nightmare, but suddenly a hand pulled me into his arms and held me tightly.

My body slowly warmed up, and I slept soundly.

"Young Master, you are too impatient to take action against Mr. Li now, and you are afraid that you might scare off the enemy."

"You shouldn't take action now...for her."

Half asleep, I heard Assistant Feng's voice.

"I don't allow anyone to touch her." Axing's voice was cold.

"I'm just taking him away for investigation, nothing serious will happen." Assistant Feng sighed. "But if you are exposed too early, Mr. Li will fight back... You have been holding back for so many years, and you shouldn't take such risks for her."

"What do you think is the purpose of my forbearance for so many years? Is it all the dirty things about the Li family?" Axing sneered. "Uncle Feng, you know what I want better than anyone else."

"Is it worth it?" Assistant Feng asked.

"Even God is helping me..."

"You are so sure, she must be..." Assistant Feng was a little anxious.

"She is." Ah Xing's voice was firm.

I was so sleepy that I wanted to open my eyes and listen to what they said, but I was so deep in sleep that I couldn't seem to open my eyes.

The room was very empty, and Axing and Assistant Feng were talking outside the door.

I curled up and wanted to get up and go out to take a look.

The door opened, and Ah Xing was holding a small cake and looking at me with clear eyes. "Xixi...you're awake."

Where he stood, the sun happened to shine through, and the dim sunlight glowed with an orange halo, making people feel warm and clean.

Ah Xing in front of me has always been pure white like an angel.

I once suspected that everything was just auditory hallucinations and my hallucinations.

"Axing..." I sat on the edge of the bed and calmed down.

Ah Xing helped me pour warm water. He looked like a loyal dog and it really made me lose my temper.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked quietly.

"One day and one night." Axing lay beside me and whispered.

I was stunned for a moment. Have you slept for so long?
"Xixi, do you want to eat?" Ah Xing looked at me seriously, with unwashed fruit pigment still stuck to his hands.

I took a closer look at the ugly little cake. Did he make it himself?
He seemed to know that Cheng Xi liked dragon fruit cakes.

"I don't like eating dragon fruit." I said deliberately.

Ah Xing was stunned for a moment and spoke in a low voice. "Has it changed..."

Will the taste change too?
I said nothing, feeling inexplicably irritated. "You can eat it yourself."

I got up and went to the bathroom, looked at myself in the mirror, and felt irritated for a long time.

Why was I reborn and why was I trapped in someone else's body?
At first, I thought that my rebirth in Lin Xi’s body was a second chance given to me by God. But I don’t know when. I thought it was a kind of torture, trapping my soul in a body that didn’t belong to me. In a body that is unfamiliar and full of danger.

I stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When I went out, Axing was no longer in the room, but he still left the small cake for me.

I walked over and took a bite. It was very sweet, but not greasy at all.

That smell is very familiar.

For a while, I was in a trance.

"Axing, are you injured? Who bullied you?"

"They broke the little cake I gave you..." Some strange memories seemed to appear in his mind. In the memory, a little girl squatted next to the boy and asked him why he was hurt.

The little boy was holding a piece of cake that was broken by someone, his eyes were red.

The little girl, dressed in a red dress, reached out to take the battered cake and took a bite. "So sweet."

My headache felt like it was going to explode. I raised my hand and hit my head, but that strange memory couldn't go away.

what is that?
"Young Madam, please have something to eat." The nanny knocked on the door and called in a low voice.

My thoughts were pulled back and I walked out the door. "Where's Li Sichen?"

The nanny looked around and spoke in a low voice. "Master... I don't know where he went."

I frowned, wondering where I was going?
"Madam, I am only here for a short time. You can ask Aunt Wang. She is an elderly member of the Li family."

I nodded and went downstairs without embarrassing the nanny.

Ever since Li Zheming's accident happened and the old man suffered a stroke, the Li family has had a blood exchange. All those people in the past are gone. Except for Aunt Wang, who manages the kitchen, the rest have been fired.

"Aunt Wang, where is Li Sichen?" I was upset just now and a little impatient with Ah Xing. I didn't know if I had hurt his heart.

"Madam, the young master will be away for a while at this time every year. He asked me to tell you to have a good rest and eat well." Li Sichen left and was not at Li's house.

I'm still a little worried, as his mood is not stable.

"Didn't he say where he was going?" I asked.

Aunt Wang shook her head. "We dare not ask where the young master is going."

After taking a few bites, I absentmindedly went out.

On the way to the destination, my mind was filled with the memory fragments that suddenly appeared, the little girl in a red dress, the little boy holding a small cake...

"Sissy..."

"Xixi."

The little boy's face was blurry, and he only vaguely remembered that there was a wound on the corner of his mouth.

I tried desperately to remember clearly what the little boy looked like.

Mouth, nose, eyes...

Sitting upright suddenly, my breath hitched.

Ah Xing.

Why, I think of Ah Xing’s face.

A mixed-race boy with clear eyes.

"Madam, we're here." The driver stopped the car and told me that we had arrived at our destination.

When I came back to my senses, I got off the car and looked at the dilapidated alley, with garbage everywhere and a stinking alley.

This is the last 'slum' in Haicheng and a demolition area that has not been developed.

Many homeless people will gather here, it can be said that there is a mixed bag of good and bad.

I'm here to meet Ah Tao, Ah Chen's sister.

That woman who has intellectual problems, but can still be accused of paying to commit murder.

I walked up the dirty stairs to the third floor. There was garbage everywhere in the corridor.

"Fuck, for someone like you, giving you two hundred is a sign of respect for you."

In the old corridors, there were endless shouts and cries. Normal people would know what was going on here as soon as they heard it.

In room 306, the iron door was kicked open, and a man walked out while lifting his pants, cursing and being extremely nasty.

The man glanced at me, looking me up and down. "Oh, there are still such high-quality chicks here?"

I gave him a warning look. "If you don't want me to call the police, get out."

The man cursed and left angrily without any further entanglement.

The room was very dark, and a woman with fair skin but not looking normal was sitting on the bed, with bruises on her face and the corners of her mouth.

I looked around the room carefully, and my eyes fell on a photo of her hanging in the most prominent place on the wall, and my blood froze instantly.

In the photo, there are three teenagers.

The girl in the middle wearing a red skirt is me, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The person standing on my right is Ah Xing, who is tall but a little aloof and deliberately avoids the camera. The young man on the left who looks unhappy is Ah Chen.

This photo was something I had never seen before when I was searching for information about orphanages.

(End of this chapter)