Sanchakou

Chapter 38
In the evening, Li Zuowen drove straight to the backer villa.

This time, instead of a shotgun, he knocked on the door of Hong Yuan's house with a rusty nunchaku.

It was Wenxin who opened the door.

She saw Li Zuowen and was stunned.Then, she looked at his hand again, and became nervous all of a sudden.

"Are you...doing something?" "I'm looking for Hong Yuan." "He's not here." "After he comes back, tell him that I'm looking for him." "What are you looking for?" "He owes me a hat. "Wen Xin asked in confusion: "Hat? He owes you a hat?" "Yes, a hat that will soon be burned." After speaking, Li Zuowen turned and left.

"Wait a minute!" Li Zuowen turned around slowly.

"Tell me, what does this hat mean?" "He fucked my woman." Li Zuowen said every word.Then, he sighed: "I really don't want to tell such a thing to a woman." "Who is your woman?" "Liang Sanli." "Liang Sanli? Is it Jiang Zhongtian's woman?" "No, she was originally My woman is for marriage." Wen Xin leaned against the door frame blankly.

In the past few days, Hong Yuan's head seemed to be full of paste.

Wenxin was taken away in a daze, and then ran back in a daze. In the end, he didn't know what was going on.

What kind of force carried Wenxin away in her sleep?

Could it be that she...sleepwalking?
In the middle of the night, Hong Yuan came back drunk.

Wenxin had already lay down, but did not turn off the lights.

As soon as Hong Yuan walked into the bedroom, she said on the bed: "Hong Yuan, I'm going on a business trip to Hangzhou tomorrow." Hong Yuan pulled off his tie and said, "Ah, tomorrow." Wen Xin stared at him with hatred in her eyes. hate.

Hong Yuan took off his clothes, got into bed, hugged her and said, "Tonight, you have to pay me thirty times in advance." Wen Xin remained motionless, still looking at him like that.

He let go of his hand, looked into Wenxin's eyes, and said, "Baby, what's wrong with you?" Wenxin's tears welled up in her eyes, "I just now know who owns those pink pants! "Hong Yuan blinked, and said: "How can you talk drunk without drinking?" "Do you still need me to say her name?" "...you say." Wen Xin didn't say.

She wiped away her tears, got up and turned off the light, then lay down with her back to Hong Yuan, and said in a calm tone: "Just now, Li Zuowen is here." "What is he doing here?" "That woman belongs to him. Be careful from now on." Hong Yuan got stuck.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Wenxin, you won't believe anything I say now. After you come back, this matter will naturally be clarified." Wenxin said lightly: "I This business trip may take longer than expected." "How many days?" "I don't know." After being quiet for a while, Hong Yuan said, "Are you leaving me?" Wen Xin turned around and hugged her Stopping him, weeping and saying: "I love you, love you very, very much!..." Hong Yuan pushed her away and said tremblingly: "You, are you so unfeeling?" Wen Xin stopped crying and remained silent. After a while, he said: "Actually, recently I have been having a sixth sense, feeling that there is a person behind you, but I still dare not go around behind you to take a closer look, I am afraid to really see her, in that case I'll be broken..." "If you never come back, then I'll be broken too!" Hong Yuan shouted.

Wen Xin said softly: "In this world, things between men and women are the most complicated, and there has not been a constant answer for thousands of years; it is also the simplest, so simple that it makes people feel sad... We put Hang it up. I want to sleep. Now, I just want to sleep quietly for a while, okay?" Hong Yuan said in despair, "Then you go to sleep. It's too late, we have something to talk about tomorrow." Everyone stopped talking, and the night was surprisingly quiet.

Wen Xin turned her back to Hong Yuan, silently.

Hong Yuan opened his eyes, and the paste in his brain was turning over quickly.

He was thinking about Liang Sanli, about Li Zuowen, when Liang Sanli became Li Zuowen's woman, and how he could get away with this time in front of Wenxin...

Finally, he didn't come up with any clues, and finally, he also fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up, he found that there was nothing around him.

Wenxin has already left.

When Hong Yuan drove into the city to work, he called Wen Xin.

She shuts down.

When he got to work, he called her again, but she still turned off the phone.

Finally, he called the TV station to inquire, and they told him that Wenxin had already boarded the plane.

He put down the phone, distraught.

After sitting blankly for a while, he suddenly remembered that the pile of photos brought from home a few days ago had not been shredded, so he took them out and stuffed them into the shredder one by one for him to chew.

His attention shifted from Wenxin's body to the pile of photos, and the scene of Feng Jun swimming in the sea repeatedly appeared in his mind. Her naked body was white, like a white ghost in the surging sea.

He felt more and more that the recent series of horrific incidents had nothing to do with Jiang Zhongtian, nor An Shuqin, but only with this transgender person.

Otherwise, why does Wenxin always have such horrible hallucinations?

Otherwise, why did this photo mysteriously appear in the slideshow?
Otherwise, why are the texts written behind these photos all in her handwriting?

Otherwise, why did two statues of her pop up inexplicably at home?
Otherwise, why was Wenxin transported to that earthen house in the wilderness by a mysterious force in the middle of the night?

He knew that Feng Jun was coming after him.

She was hanging three feet above his head.

He looked up three feet in the air, then looked around.

The office was empty, nothing unusual.

(End of this chapter)