He hesitated for most of the night, and finally went out to the place he thought he would never go again.

When he arrived at the community, the security guard walked out in surprise: "Oh, why haven't you come for so long and you have gone abroad to study again?"

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said nothing.

With heavy steps, he came to Luo Yi's house. The whole villa was so dark that the lights were not turned on. He touched his pocket and took out the key. He actually kept the keys of Luo Yi's house.

Pushing open the door, he walked in and turned on the light. The huge crystal chandeliers illuminated the living room with the name of day. He looked around and familiar memories came to his face. Every part of the house frantically popped up the scenes of him and Luo Yi when they were together, sweet, warm and happy. Perhaps it was because the house carries too many good memories, or maybe it was because he wanted to forget that the night they broke up in the end, he couldn't put together a complete image.

He leaned against the door panel and felt his legs and feet weak. He took a deep breath and shouted, "Luo Yi."

He called out twice, and only his echo was heard in the house.

He hesitated for a moment, went upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw a black shadow lying on the bed. He turned on the light, Luo Yi raised his hand to cover his eyes, and snorted softly, with a strong nasal sound.

Wen Xiaohui looked at his red skin and clenched his fists secretly.

Luo Yi is in good health. He has only caught a cold twice in more than three years, once in the United States, and once in the present. Luo Yi hates the hospital very much. If he doesn't come, Luo Yi may have been lying like this, burning to death or getting better by himself.

"Brother Xiaohui." Luo Yi slightly supported himself and looked at him with his watery eyes, "You are here."

Wen Xiaohui said expressionlessly: "Where is the real estate certificate?"

"I want to drink water." Luo Yi coughed twice.

Wen Xiaohui looked at him with a high apex beside the bed for a moment, and when he looked at Luo Yi looking at him eagerly like a dying person, he felt a little relieved. He turned around and poured a glass of water, then took out the antipyretic medicine from the cabinet and placed it on the bedside table.

Luo Yi struggled to support his body and took the medicine with water.

Wen Xiaohui said: "Where is the real estate certificate?"

Luo Yi lay back on the bed, took a few breaths before opening his eyes to look at Wen Xiaohui: "I can't remember it all at once."

Wen Xiaohui wanted to pounce on him and strangle Luo Yi to death. He said viciously: "Where is the real estate certificate?"

"Why haven't you gained weight? Every time you hold you, you feel it's too light. Now you must be lighter."

Wen Xiaohui grabbed the pillow and smashed it at Luo Yi: "I-Fuck-Your uncle! Do you speak humanly! Where is the real estate certificate?"

Luo Yi pushed the pillow away, climbed up from the bed, and looked at Wen Xiaohui deeply with his wet eyes: "Brother Xiaohui, I'm sorry, I lied to you. I hated you very much at the beginning, and we had never met each other, but my mother always mentioned you and even left all the money to you. I couldn't accept it, I wanted to get it back, and then I... But, I regretted it very early, you were so kind to me, and believed me unconditionally... I wanted to confess several times, but the longer I delayed, the less I dared, Brother Xiaohui, can you forgive me?"

Wen Xiaohui's body was shaking. Luo Yi's wet eyes and red nose looked like he was crying, so pitiful, just like the pitifulness he was every time he apologized to him. For a moment, he almost believed it.

He laughed furiously: "It's so good to pretend. Sometimes I think I've been fooled by you for three years. It's because I'm not good at IQ. Actually, it's because you're too good at acting. Every time I expose the abnormal things you do behind your back, you just pretend to be pitiful, tell me how unfortunate your childhood was and how much I value me, I immediately felt distressed. So I was like a fool and was played around by you. If President Chang hadn't pointed out the matter, you would have been able to continue to deceive you until you were fucked by me, because before that, I had no doubt about you. Luo Yi, how could there be such a terrible person in the world? Every time I feel that I already know you, you can refresh my bottom line."

Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui quietly, with water vapor in his eyes, as if he would cry in the next second.

Wen Xiaohui's breathing stagnated.

"In your eyes, I'm also a monster." Luo Yi pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, "Mom called me that when I was eight years old, I wanted to burn that person to death."

Wen Xiaohui looked at him straight. Although he had heard about this from his mother's mouth, Luo Yi personally admitted that it still made him feel trembling. He couldn't help asking: "Why."

"Because I'm afraid of him." Luo Yi coughed twice and said softly, "Mom thought I wanted to kill him because I hated him. Of course, hatred is part of it, but the most important reason is that I'm afraid of him. I think he threatens my life. I want to kill him to protect myself and my mother."

“…What the hell did he do.”

"He has hit her mother, injected her medicine, pointed qiang at her head, and mine..." Luo Yi's wet eyelashes trembled slightly, "He is a very controlful person, and he can't stand his mother wanting to leave him. The more he does this, the more scared his mother is. I have watched how he tortures her mother since I was a child. I think we will die at his hands one day, so I want to kill him first."

Wen Xiaohui's body was a little trembling. Luo Yi's expression was very calm when he said this. The only emotional fluctuation may be caused by a high fever. When he heard this, he was more nervous than Luo Yi. A child of a few years old may not even know what hatred is, and he can have the idea of ​​killing the threatening person in order to protect himself. This is essentially more terrifying than the murderous intent driven by hatred, because the latter has a large emotional impulse component, while the former gives people a feeling of being calmer and colder.

"Do you know how he taught me when he was a child?" Luo Yi smiled coldly, "My nanny is a mute. My mother is often not at home and no one talks to me, so I have a parrot, a particularly beautiful parrot. I spent more than a year teaching it to speak, and it finally learned to say 'hello' and call my name." Luo Yi's eyes wandered, as if he was trapped in memories, "Then he discovered that the next day, there was a stewed parrot on my dining table. He smiled and watched me finish eating before telling me that I vomited for three days and had a high fever. Since then, I don't catch a cold easily. As long as I catch a cold, I will definitely have a high fever."

Wen Xiaohui's lips were trembling slightly, and his eyes looked at Luo Yi were quite complicated.

"You are curious about why he did this, just like the birthday gift he gave me. He said that his son should maintain his wolfishness and he did it very successfully."

Wen Xiaohui was shocked by the dark aura emitted from Luo Yi's whole body, and unconsciously took a step back.

"Are you afraid of me too?" Luo Yi's wet eyes were as beautiful as a curve of autumn water, but the words he spit out were as cold as the cold winter. "My first tried was when I was seven years old. I poured bleach into his coffee, but because the smell was too big, my mother discovered it. Later I wanted to buy rat poison, but no one sold it to children. I also saw some compromising foods in the movie that would cause poisoning. I tried it, and it was a total fraud." Luo Yi showed a trembling smile, "It was still too young at that time and it was impossible to do anything. In fact, I had countless opportunities because he was not guarding against me at that time."

"What's going on with arson?" Wen Xiaohui swallowed. He didn't know what he was asking about this. He told him that he shouldn't have known at all, and that this had nothing to do with him.

"In order to kill him, I read a lot of books, gained knowledge through many channels, and combined with various conditions, I found that igniting the engine caused the car to spontaneously ignite. I gave him water with sleeping pills and tricked him into the car, but I was still too small and the plan was inappropriate. After the engine caught fire, the program to control the car lock failed, and I was trapped in the car myself."

"So your back..."

Luo Yi smiled sarcastically: "Originally, he could have killed him that time, but he was sleeping unconscious, but his mother suddenly came back. When she saw me, I told her not to worry about me, but she went to find someone... It's very stupid. That was the best opportunity, but she wasted it. From then on, she began to be afraid of me."

Wen Xiaohui clenched his fists and said, "She is your mother, will she not save you?" Luo Yi, a bastard, knew that Yaya had knelt down and begged his father for him.

"She has never welcomed my birth, nor has she fulfilled her mother's responsibilities. Why do you have to do something against your wishes for the constraints of traditional morality? She should be looking forward to me and that person dying together so that she can be completely free. Because of her, I failed to kill that person, and that person has been on guard since then, and I have never found a good opportunity again."

"You are simply crazy. How can you think so? My sister doesn't leave the inheritance to you, and she is also worried that you will take revenge. After all, it's for your own good!"

"I don't need her ignorant IQ to judge what is good to me. She didn't treat me well when she was alive, and she wasted any effort after she died. I only know that as long as that person is there, I can never breathe smoothly."

Wen Xiaohui said angrily: "Then you just go to die with him with the explosive bag! Why are you doing these farts with me? I hope I will sympathize with you or you?"

Luo Yi's eyes were covered with sadness: "No, I just want you to know the real me, not the disguised Luo Yi in the past." He looked at Wen Xiaohui steadily, "Would you like to meet the real me again? I will neither lie to you nor hurt you."

Wen Xiaohui stared at him, his eyes full of alertness, his fists loosened and clenched. As Luo Yi explained, the back of a lonely, helpless, desperate child could not be removed in his mind. He forced himself to get rid of these useless emotions and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to, I don't believe you."

The water light flashed in Luo Yi's eyes, and a few tears rolled down: "You are the only person who cares about and accompanies me, but I let you down... Maybe I no longer have the ability to live like a normal person, and I will pull him into hell together."

Wen Xiaohui sternly said: "My sister has done so much for you, and she didn't let you go to the fire!"

"So what, I may not be able to get rid of him." Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui with bright eyes, "Don't you want to avenge your mother?"

Wen Xiaohui's heart tightened and asked the question he had wanted to ask for for a long time but didn't dare to ask: "How did my sister die?"

"I was forced to commit suicide by that person. My mother had the evidence that she could defeat him. He threatened her with me and your family, so she committed suicide and wanted to get rid of him forever."

"Me, we..." A sharp pain flashed through Wen Xiaohui's mind. President Chang had threatened Yaya with them?!

"Yes, I have been preparing to get rid of him since I was a child. I will not breathe the air in the same area as him. It makes me feel the threat of death at all times, so he either goes to prison or goes to hell." Luo Yi's eyes were firm and chilling.

Wen Xiaohui took a deep breath. He also hoped that the murderer who killed his sister would go to hell, but he couldn't do anything. Can Luo Yi really fight that person? Will he follow in the footsteps of his mother? Thinking of this, Wen Xiaohui felt a sense of fear.

Running straight to the top of your head.

Will Luo Yi bring himself in for this revenge?!

Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui with gentle eyes: "Brother Xiaohui, if one day I succeed, can we start over? I want you to know the real me. One day, maybe you will like the real me."
Chapter completed!