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Chapter 811 Teacher, Your Handcuffs Are Off (End+Extra)

He didn't think Si Yu could take good care of herself, but during this time, too many things had happened, maybe she just needed to find a place to clear her mind quietly and alone.

Zhu Huaijin stroked her silky hair, and remembered that she still had a spare house, which was in the same community as his now, and asked her if she wanted to live there for a few days.

This time, Bai Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Zhu Huaijin smiled, and took her to Si's house to pack her things and prepare to move there.

There were no bodyguards in the house, and the monitoring and protective facilities installed outside had also ceased to operate, making it look extraordinarily deserted.

Zhu Huaijin stopped at the door.

Every time he came to Si's house, he couldn't help but tense up, ready to deal with surveillance from all directions inside.

To be honest, if he could choose, he wouldn't want to step into this house like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

So he watched Si Yu walk in, leaned against the door and lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke, just sniffed the faint smell that was escaping to calm his mind.

When he was distracted, there was a faint bang in Si Yu's room on the second floor, but it was too far away from the door, so Zhu Huaijin couldn't hear it clearly.

……

Later, when seeing Si Jing, who was hiding in the Si family and panicked because of the fall of the Si family, ran out with a fruit knife stained with blood, Zhu Huaijin thought countless times that if he had known it would end like this At that time, let alone a Si family, even if it was really a sea of ​​swords, he would definitely follow in.

...It's just that there are so many people who regret in the world, but no one has ever found the medicine for regret.

……

It was a little cold in the morning, and Zhu Huaijin didn't wear too much, so she was almost frozen to death.

He breathed into the palm of his hand to warm his stiff fingers, then pressed the lighter and lit the paper in front of the tombstone.

There are several tombs next to each other, two are relatively old, and one is still very new.

Zhu Huaijin burned a wad of paper money, thought for a while, then took out a newspaper from the bag and put it in the fire.

The news about the Si family that shocked the whole province recently was recorded in the newspaper.

Si Jianshu's luck was obviously not good. During this period of time, he was caught up in the severe crackdown, and his crimes were too bad. He was punished for several crimes and sentenced to death without a doubt.

His son Si Jing was also arrested for murder and entered the juvenile detention center. The Si family had offended many people. Upon hearing the news, several parties were already ready to "take care" of Si Jianshu's sweetheart.

He went in healthy and healthy, but he might not be able to come out healthy and intact.

It's just that those have nothing to do with Zhu Huaijin.

He carefully burned all the things he brought, and finally put out the remaining ashes cautiously.

A wisp of ashes was blown up by the wind and hit the photo of the new grave.

Zhu Huaijin wiped the photo with her hand, her gaze followed her hand, and she inevitably met the eyes of the person in the photo.

The still girl is at her best age, looking sideways at the camera, her eyes are slightly bent, and she is smiling like a flower.

Zhu Huaijin's hand paused slightly, and suddenly there was a bitterness in her throat.

...On that day, for a moment, he thought that they had passed the catastrophe of their lives, and that they could get rid of Si Jianshu's shadow from now on, and have a smooth journey.

But accidents always come so suddenly.

The hammer called "accident" always loves to fight against people. When people are undefended, they smash the future carefully drawn by them, smashing all the beautiful things, leaving a place that is unbearable The wreckage of sight.

He closed his eyes, and slowly leaned against the brand new tombstone as if his whole body was exhausted.

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233: I always feel that the ending of this plane is a bit magical.

Bai Ling: Because the author seems to want to abandon us and run away =-=.

233:? ! ! ...Then what about this pit QAQ
Bai Ling: Give me the keyboard, and do it yourself.

#Each plane may be the last series of planes#
#Give love to those who support me#
#And labor and capital today also have a punch and a small bar fine#
(End of this chapter)