From Body to Love - Chapter 97

This cold feeling is like countless terrible insects. They can get into clothes through clothes. They can’t resist it. Let it invade into the skin and internal organs, and the whole body will fall.

Meng Yi squats outside a cafe.

“You wait here. I’ll pick you up later.”

Meng Yu held her umbrella and walked towards the rain. Meng Yi subconsciously stood up and grabbed Meng Yu’s arm. “Aunt, when are you coming? I want to go home early. ”

Meng Yu fiercely shook off, “I’ll come soon.”

“Aunt, come early.” His fingers were white with cold in the rain.

When Meng Yu left, he continued to squat at the door of the cafe, holding his knees and trembling. He even breathed out his white breath, which was cold.

Finally someone stood in front of him, “Meng Yi, it’s cold. Let’s go. I’ll take you to change.”

……

Meng Fu finally gave Ye Yan the money, but he didn’t know that Ye Yan’s card had long fallen into Meng Yu’s hands. He is waiting for the visa to be completed, for a healthy Meng Yi to come back, and for a wanton sunshine future.

But what I was waiting for was bad news.

A sad news enough to peel the heart and etch the bone.

On the phone, Meng Yu cried heavily, “Meng Fu, come here quickly. Something’s wrong with Xiao Yi.”

“What’s up?” He stood up abruptly.

Vaguely uneasy.

“Xiaoyi, he… He’s gone…” Meng Yu stammered and complained to herself, “I’m not good. I shouldn’t have taken Xiaoyi to see Guze. Where did I expect to encounter an accident…”

Meng Yu’s voice seemed to come from the distant air. It became more and more blurred and could not be heard clearly.

Meng Fu only felt the pain of being corroded all over.

Do you know that strong sulfuric acid is poured down?

Big smelly holes until they all turn into disgusting thick liquid.

The weak left wrist made all the strength pinch a corner, and there was no feeling of pain.

be gone,

be gone,

Gone

“Gone, what do you mean?” He asked quietly and suddenly.

“Meng Fu, come to the hospital.”

Put down his cell phone, Meng Fu rushed out of the library. He ran frantically, and the cold wind blew fiercely on his face.

Suddenly, he bumped into a chest.

He retreated and stared at Guze with a resentful look that Guze had never seen before. Then, he bypassed and wanted to continue to run forward. Guzella stopped him. “Do you know?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll take you there.”

All the emotions were repressed in his chest. Meng Fu held the seat belt tightly with his hand and didn’t even ask Gu Ze what was going on all the way.

He would rather deceive himself than believe that everything is just a prank.

Guze came here just to mock him like he used to, gloating at his misfortune.

Until he came to the morgue, until he saw the white cloth.

He retreated steadily.

No, tell me it’s all fake.

He turned his back and walked away. The policeman at the door saw him, holding a pen and paper and asked expressionless, “who are you from the dead?”

Dead, cold words.

“Brother.” His eyes were empty and he was dug out of his mind.

So that later, when the police asked those simple questions, he didn’t know what to ask, so he answered stupidly. Obviously, there was an invisible hand that pushed him back into the morgue.

He froze.

Thorns pierced his whole body.

A pair of old hands opened the white cloth. The once fresh life here has become a kind of dead gray defeat. The blue and white bloodless face is scarred and blue. All you can smell is the cold smell of death.

“He was raped first and then killed. He was abused / treated and beaten in front of him. ” The policeman still said without expression.

Meng Fu almost fell down when his body was soft, and Gu Ze hugged him tightly.

He broke away from Guze, put his hand on the wall and staggered out.

Outside, it rained heavily.

All you can feel is cold, bitter cold.

One step gives birth to a grief.

Without hesitation, he walked into the rain, fled, fled this death, and woke up to find that it was just a dream.

Guze followed him and wanted to pull him back, but he slapped him hard. He quenched his resentment, “Guze, get away from me.”

He called his name for the first time, Guze.

For the first time, he had such strong hostility towards him.

For the first time, such resentment.

“Meng Fu…”

Meng Fu moved forward aimlessly. He grabbed his chest and squatted down slowly. The extreme pain was continuous vomiting.

“Meng Fu…”

He squatted down beside him and he reached out to hold him.

He pushed him away.

Guze sat down on the wet ground.

From the hazy rain, he clearly saw the Pathetique in Meng Fu’s eyes and the tears mixed with the rain.

Meng Fu, who never cried, and Meng Fu, who never cried for suicide,

But,

Cried.

“It’s all right. I’m here. I’ll be by your side.” He approached Meng Fu. Devoutly, he wanted Lamon to recover.

Meng Fu held his arm tightly. “It’s you, isn’t it? Guze, you took revenge on me, didn’t you? My aunt said, “it’s you. You’re going to pick up Meng Yi. You’re just lying to me about helping Xiao Yi find a doctor.”

“You hate me, you want to revenge me.”

“Guze, I hate you too. I hate you more than you hate me.”

“Get out of here.”

Let go of his arm.

He bit his teeth and said word by word.

I hate you too.

Once upon a time, he said, I have no right to hate Mr. Gu.

Once he thought, Meng Fu, let’s hate each other like this.

He began to hate him.

He just wants to love him well.

“Do you think I did it on purpose?” He circled him and put him against the wall.

“Go away. That’s enough. ” He replied coldly.

The corners of my eyes are full of tears.

The heart is like a container full of water. It is hard to hold back tears.

“Meng Fu, I like you. It’s not me. I don’t want to be so cruel to you. ”

Finally said the word “like”.

However,

The man would never believe it.

Meng Fu squeezed out a bitter smile, “do you like me?” The meaning is ironic, “Guze, you say you like me? Oh, will you like me? You only hate me. When did you stop being cruel to me? All you like is torturing me. ”

The last sentence has turned fierce.

“That’s good. I’ll wait for the police’s investigation results. If it were you, I would kill you. Otherwise, you’ll kill me before that. ”

He left, reeling in the rain.

Guze stood and looked at him. He didn’t go far. He covered his chest and vomited.

……

“Meng Fu, it’s my aunt. Gu Ze told me a lot. He said that he has a good relationship with you now. He said he wanted to help Xiao Yi, asked me to send Xiao Yi there, and said he didn’t want me to charge you money. I believed it. I just handed Xiao Yi over. ” Meng Yu kept wiping her tears with a paper towel.

Said a lot, but did not mention the money Meng Fu had given her.

He picked up the cold ginger soup at the table, “come and have some ginger soup. You have a fever.”

“No, aunt, you go.”

He slept in bed, pale and staring at the ceiling empty.

“Then I’ll put the ginger soup here. If you have anything, tell me in time. At this time, relatives are still relatives. Also, Xiao Yi’s body is going to be cremated today. If you can’t bear it, don’t come. ”

“Aunt, where is brother Ye Yan?” He asked softly what had come to mind.

Meng Yu was stunned and immediately said, “Ye Yan went on a business trip two days ago. The company has something urgent. I’m afraid he still doesn’t know about Xiao Yi. It must be sad to know. ”

“Oh, I see.”

Meng Yu left soon.

The bowl of ginger soup is also very cold.

For a long time, he sat up and cremated Xiao Yi, who called him “Meng Meng” with a smile two days ago, but now he has returned to the dust. He really has nothing.

He never passed.

He couldn’t see Xiao Yi cremated. He sat on the bed and looked at the album page by page. There were tears on the album and quickly wiped them off with his fingers.

My aunt said she would bring Xiaoyi’s ashes to him the next day.

When he opened the door, he saw Gu Ze holding the urn in his hand.

“Why you?”

He took the urn and held it tightly in his arms, with an extremely cold tone.

“Meng Fu, who else can it be if it’s not me? Would you rather believe your aunt than me? ”

“You go.”

He closed the door, turned his back and sat slowly on the ground against the door. He ironed the cold urn in his arms. He said, “Xiao Yi, it’s not cold. My brother will find the murderer and my brother will help you revenge.”

Tears wanton.

Dad once told him that a man bled without tears. He wanted to protect his brother, so he couldn’t cry. However, Dad, I couldn’t protect Xiaoyi.

He’s dead

Dead

Across the door, Gu Ze sat like this. His palm was close to the door. He said softly and said in a pleading attitude, “Meng Fu, please, don’t hate me.”

Guze knocked on the door again with the insulation box. This time, no one opened the door for a long time. He panicked and knocked the door open with his body.

“Meng Fu, Meng Fu!”

When he opened the door, the man was lying on his side, staring at the urn of ashes on the bedside table, his eyelashes wet and his eyes covered with blood.

Gu Ze walked in quietly. He didn’t dare to go out. He knelt in front of his bed and was filled with heartache. How long did the man cry? The man looked like a walking corpse.

The man’s recovered soul is now taken away again.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his face, “Meng Fu…”

“Guze, if the murderer is found, I will kill him without hesitation. When I killed myself, you shouldn’t have let me die. ” He said coldly.

Then he brushed away Guze’s hand.

“Get up and eat. If you don’t have strength, how can you kill for revenge?” As he spoke, he stood up and brought out the food in the incubator.

Meng Fu, I told you not to die, because I don’t want you to die.

Never give up.

Perhaps, from the beginning, I had no patience for you.

I didn’t even find out.