the knife of love

Chapter 330

The ring was packed in a royal blue velvet box, with a large diamond, in the style of a proposal.

Tang Jingcheng covered his mouth with his hand, Guan slightly ground his teeth, and closed the box.

"The relics of the deceased are basically here. Please check again. If there is no problem, go over there and fill out a form."

"Thank you!" Guan Lue took the dust bag handed over by the policeman, and the blue velvet box was still in his hand. Tang Jingcheng began to bite his left hand fingers hard, and Guan Lue blocked her hand: " Don't bite, let's go."

He took Tang Jingcheng out, and as soon as he reached the yard, the young police officer behind him chased him up again, holding some folded paper in his hand.

"Wait a moment!"

Guan slightly turned around: "Is there anything else?"

"Are you family members of the deceased?"

"..." Guan slightly glanced at Tang Jingcheng next to him, and nodded: "It is!"

"Then do you know who Brother Nine is?"

"..."

Guan was slightly taken aback, Tang Jingcheng took a deep breath: "He is Brother Nine, what's wrong?"

The policeman looked Guan Lue up and down, and handed him a few pieces of paper in his hand: "We found a letter in the pocket of the deceased's coat. On the envelope was written 'From Brother Nine'. The regulations cannot give it to you, and it needs to be filed together as on-site evidence.”

The policeman spoke halfway, and then looked at Tang Jingcheng who was standing next to Guan Lue. She had a bad complexion and her arms were wrapped around Guan Lue's.

"However, since the deceased carried the letter with her, it means that she wanted you to see it, so I made a copy here. If you think it's necessary, take it with you."

A few thin sheets of paper, folded into a square.

The police officer held the letter in front of Guan Lue, but he didn't reach out to take it or refuse it, but felt that the sunlight in the yard suddenly became very dazzling.

Tang Jingcheng looked up at the man standing beside him, his face was still expressionless and his eyes were calm.

It was hard to find a trace of emotion on his face.

He always does.

Impatientness was evident on the policeman's face: "Aren't you going to want it?"

"Give it to me, have a heart!"

Guan Lue didn't accept the letter for a long time, but Tang Jingcheng stepped forward to accept it, folded the letter again, and put it in his sweater pocket.

"Thank you!"

The police officer seemed to snort, probably never seen such a "family member" before!
Yaba has completed all the formalities, and the body has been taken out of the morgue, sparking immediately.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Yaba came back with an urn in his arms.

"Bring Yunling back?" Tang Jingcheng asked.

Guan slightly shook his head: "No need, since she chose to come here, it means she wants to stay."

This was the last stop of Ye Qin's life. Guan Yue didn't understand why he chose to end his 25-year-old life by shooting himself in front of Lao Mai's tombstone.

Yesterday afternoon, he received a call saying that Ye Tan committed suicide. He even hated it at the time. How could he be so irresponsible?But just now he looked at the photos of the crime scene at the police station, one of which was taken from behind. Ye Qin was kneeling alone in front of Lao Mai's tombstone, holding a gun in his right hand, blood staining the grass next to him, and her The whole upper body leaned against Lao Mai's stele.

At that time, the sun was setting, and the golden light was slanting from the distant hills. There should have been wind at that time, because the hair around Ye Tan's ears was blown a little, but she couldn't see her expression clearly at that time.

But Guan Lue saw a "hug" from that photo.

"She walked in Lao Mai's arms, so let her stay in Ping County."

Ye Tan didn't have a memorial service or funeral, so Guan Lue arranged for someone to go to the mountain to buy her a piece of land, right next to Lao Mai.

The stele was newly made, and Yala knelt on the ground with a brush dipped in lacquer to trace the red, while two other helpers wrung wet towels from the stream to wipe the blood splashed on the old wheat stele.

It's really a blood debt!
"At the beginning I brought Lao Mai to Jiurongtai to help me, but he agreed, but asked me to promise him a condition!" Guan Lue stood in front of the stele, holding a cigarette in his hand, "He said it's okay to help me, but if you don't join the club, you don't want to give up!" Bastard, never let him do something with blood on his hands!"

His voice was still very cool and weak, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.

All the hands in front of him were doing things, and Tang Jingcheng remained silent.

But he continued, smoking a cigarette, spit it out, and snorted: "I did it. For so many years, he only cares about thyme. clean……"

Closed slightly.

There was too much blood on the tombstone, and the photo of Lao Mai was stained red, and some of it had seeped into the writing on the surface of the tombstone, which was Lao Mai's name—Mai Boming.

Guan slightly squinted his eyes, and continued: "But someone has to do the bloody thing. When the old man was there, it was me. He said that I was the sharpest knife in his sleeve... Then the old man left, I went up, Ye Tan followed me, and she became the knife in my sleeve..."

Lao Mai insisted on not doing bloody things again and again, but Ye Tan did all the bloody things.

She entered Jiurongtai at the age of 16, and she was the only one who got her share, and she was still so young.

It's true, but she's still a woman after all.

"Lao Mai died for her, but she died in front of Lao Mai's grave in the end. Is this a life for a life?" Guan Lue took two puffs of cigarettes, Tang Jingcheng felt that his voice was a little hoarse, walked over, and smiled wryly .

"It doesn't count as a life for a life, there is no reason for such a calculation!"

"That's right, there's no reason for such a calculation!"

But she left anyway, with a child in her belly.

The child was five months old, and before his death, Lao Mai asked him to keep the child, saying that he would keep the child for the Mai family, but after all, Lao Mai wanted to keep Ye Tan, and wanted to use that unformed life to continue Ye Tan's life.

He knows Guan Lue too well. After so many years of brothers, he naturally knows that this man values ​​affection, but after all the calculations, he still made a mistake. He was right that Guan Lue valued affection, but he didn't think that Ye Tan was obsessed with it.

Guan Lue was actually a little annoyed, he really shouldn't have let Ye Tan out so easily.

Tang Jingcheng could understand his mood at this time, as if she had a lot to persuade, but looking at Guan Lue's forbearing dark eyes, she could only shake his hand.

His hands were cold, with rough lines, Tang Jingcheng wrapped them up: "Don't do this, no one wants to, but the ending has already happened, you and I can't change it, and Ye Tan is no longer a child, she should do it for herself Since she has repeatedly chosen to take this path, it means that she has considered all the consequences clearly!"

Before Ye Tan cut his pulse, he committed suicide once.

After being discharged from the hospital that time, Tang Jingcheng had a special talk with her, and she had exhausted everything she had to say, but in the end she still chose to end herself, and even ran all the way to Lao Mai's grave.

"Some choices may not be the most correct in the eyes of others, but they may be the best for the person making the choice."

Tang Jingcheng still remembered the text message she received in the studio yesterday afternoon.

"You told me that gods exist, and he will bless everyone. Maybe I should try to accept this, but you said that life is not easy, and every life is worthy of respect and love. I can't admit it. Because you haven't experienced the despair of being truly abandoned. If one day you experience it, walking alone in the wilderness like me, maybe you won't think so again..."

Calculated according to the time, when Tang Jingcheng received this text message, Ye Qin should have raised her gun in front of Lao Mai's grave, and by this time the sun had returned to the mountain, she stood in front of the two tombstones and looked up, and saw It should be the same scenery that Ye Tan saw yesterday.

Mountain tops, vegetation, windy mountain roads, the approaching night, and a lonely and desolate world.

"...If one day you realize that walking alone in the wilderness without boundaries like me, maybe you won't think so again..."

Tang Jingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and the mountain wind blew across his face.

There was such a deep hatred between her and this woman, and now standing in front of her tombstone, looking at the desolate mountain opposite, she suddenly felt that all the scars could be instantly forgiven.

It turns out that the most painful thing is not the mountains of swords and seas of fire, not the flesh and blood, but being thrown into a lonely world, the vast wilderness, and you need to go forward alone.

Tang Jingcheng turned around and hugged Guan Lue's waist suddenly. Guan Lue froze, and quickly dropped the cigarette in his hand: "What's wrong?" He patted Tang Jingcheng's shoulder lightly with his palm.

Tang Jingcheng shook his head: "Nothing!"

But in my heart I silently said: "Fortunately, I still have you..."

It was already dark when we came down from the mountain.

As the temperature dropped, Guan Lue took off his coat and wrapped it around Tang Jingcheng.

"Brother Jiu, do you want to go back tonight or stay overnight?"

Guan slightly glanced at the girl next to her. The wind blew her hair into a mess. She pressed the tip of her hair with her left hand and carefully followed the person down the mountain.

Seems like she hasn't had dinner yet.

"Stay overnight and return to Yunling tomorrow."

Yaba responded and continued to explain, and the helpers brought by the escort seemed to be relieved, after all, the return journey was more than seven hours' drive, and no one wanted to drive overnight.

The homestay where I stayed last night was not far from this mountain, about half an hour past.

The B&B is a small three-story building built on the hillside. There is only one room on the third floor. Guan Lue and Tang Jingcheng live in it. The rest live on the second floor. The first floor is the lobby, and the restaurant is next to the lobby. When you enter, you can smell the fragrance. meaty.

It may be because of hunger. After all, I haven't had a good meal after rushing outside all day, so I ran to the restaurant.

Yaba walked up to Tang Jingcheng: "Sister Tang, why don't you have a meal together?"

Guan Lue wanted to agree, but Tang Jingcheng waved his hand quickly, covered his mouth with his hand before he could speak, ran outside into the vegetable field and vomited.

Yala was terrified, he just yelled to eat, how could he vomit like this?
"Sister Tang, she...how about I go over and have a look?" Yaba wanted to go over, but Guan slightly blocked him: "Go inside and pour a glass of warm water."

Yaba took the order and immediately ran into the house.

Guan Lue walked behind Tang Jingcheng, and gently followed her back. Tang Jingcheng finally vomited, raised his body, and leaned limply on Guan Lue's shoulder.

Guan Lue supported her waist: "Do you feel better?"

Tang Jingcheng frowned: "Just now when I suddenly smelled meat, I felt sick in my chest, but now I feel much more comfortable when I spit it out."

"Sister Tang, water!"

While the two were talking, Yala had already brought out a glass of water.

Tang Jingcheng hurriedly stood up straight from Guan Lue's arms, took a couple of mouthfuls of water to rinse, and reached out to pat Yala's head: "Be good!"

Yaba poked his neck in embarrassment.

Guan Lue watched from the side: "..." He was speechless!
(End of this chapter)