Riding The Wind And Waves In The Story of Scumbag Abuse [Quick Wear]

7.14 - Vomiting blood, fear, reporting

Some mistakes, once made, have no chance of regret.

Han Zhou had heard this sentence before, but when it was actually confirmed to him, he was still in disbelief. At least at that moment, he almost felt ridiculous and ridiculous.

At that moment, the camera seemed to be stretched infinitely. Only the four of them and a few swans who knew nothing were recorded by this ridiculous camera.

Mr. Qin looked at Qin Cheng in fear, his eyes were almost fixed on Qin Cheng, and his voice was dry and hoarse: "It's impossible... I saw it with my own eyes, who are you... No, you Is it a human...or a ghost?"

Mr. Qin has always been an atheist, but he has done too many things to make people feel guilty. In the final analysis, he still feels guilty.

Ayao's expression was calm. He seemed to have expected the current scene. The person with the same expression as him was Qin Cheng, or Xie Chao who was using Qin Cheng's body.

Han Zhou, who was standing aside, had already been shattered by these words. His mind seemed to be in a mess, and he looked at them blankly. There was still a trace of blood on the flowers at his feet.

Holding the ring in his hand, he stood stiffly on the spot, opened his mouth, and asked almost timidly: "What...what do you mean? What's wrong? What happened?"

The word "cowardly" should not appear on a person like Han Zhou.

In Han Zhou's hand, he held the scarf that Qin Cheng stuffed, with the other person's body temperature on it. The cold wind seemed to have penetrated his body, making even his bones ache. His heart seemed to be beating gently, and it seemed that Almost bursting through the chest.

"What do you mean? Qin Cheng... look at me, what does your father mean?" Han Zhou knew Mr. Qin's identity, and it was precisely because he knew that this matter seemed even more ridiculous.

"It's just like what you saw." Qin Cheng didn't speak this time. The person who spoke was Ayao. He said, "Do you want to see Qin Cheng's tombstone? He was buried the day before yesterday."

His tone was unusually calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but every word seemed to shatter Han Zhou's reason. He could almost feel that his insides were almost a bloody mess, with his internal organs and bones shattered. They were like slag, glued together, and there was a strong smell of blood in his breath.

"Qin Cheng is dead." Xie Chao finally spoke. He looked at Han Zhou, pursed his lips slightly, and then said slowly: "I am not him."

He is not Qin Cheng, no matter how much he pretends to be, no matter what he does, but he is not Qin Cheng, and he is not Qin Cheng from the beginning to the end. From the moment he wakes up, Qin Cheng is already dead.

"This joke is not funny." Han Zhou laughed, his face already a little pale: "This kind of joke cannot be made randomly, how could you not be Qin Cheng? You are exactly the same, even the scars are the same, how could you not be him... I There's no mistake, you are him."

"Han Zhou." Xie Chao's voice was low and he said as gently as possible: "I am indeed not him. I am just fulfilling his last wish. The real him is dead. A year ago, he participated in a racing competition. There was an accident, and the car and the person fell off the mountain. When they were found, he was not alive. Later, he lay in the hospital for half a year in a vegetative state. Finally, he passed away a few days ago... That was the day you opened the door and walked in. , when he saw me, that moment was when he passed away. "

Han Zhou stood there and looked at Xie Chao.

"I'm just fulfilling his last wish. You are his obsession. Your arrangement today is what he has dreamed of for a long time. Today he saw it." Xie Chao whispered: "I am the one standing here, but Tears...are his response to you."