2064: C2064 When will I Die

C2064 When will I Die

When the sun rose again, it meant that a new day had officially begun.

In the plaza at the entrance to the village, other than the cars and pedestrians, the rest of the people on the street acted as if they had been licked by dogs. The night city, which people didn't dare believe in its Faang Family Village, only dispersed at eleven o'clock.

However, Gao Miaomiao's room was piled high with things.

Sugar Stir-Fried Chestnut Cucurbita, Ceramic Cupid Cupboard, Journey to the West, Black Socks Skirt – almost all of the small items that could appear in the night city were in the room.

It was like a warehouse.

Gao Miaomiao was sitting on the brick bed, staring at these things. Her eyes were a little dark. She had not slept well last night.

She did not understand. She truly did not understand how a person could be so loved and supported.

It was one thing for the old men to lead the way. After all, it was Gao Fei who had caused a huge change in the lives of the people of Faang Family Village, giving him the appropriate amount of face when he returned, so he believed that the villagers, those enterprises, would all be very supportive.

But Gao Miaomiao really did not expect the villagers to have such deep feelings for Gao Fei -- after the news that she was Gao Fei's secretary spread, no one asked her if she had brought any money. As long as they felt that it was appropriate to give away what they had, they would basically all be in her hands.

No matter how much she refused, no one could hear. They just put down their things and ran away, as if it was their greatest honor to be able to give Gao Miaomiao something.

Afterwards, Ergou brought a few people from Faang Family Village Patrol Unit and used a small tricycle to deliver these items to Mansion of Faang Family. No matter how courteous Gao Miaomiao was, treating them to tea and taking a break from smoking, they all smiled and shook their heads before quickly leaving the courtyard.

In Faang Family Village, Gao Fei was no longer as simple as a leader becoming rich.

He should have already become the soul of the village.

Gao Miaomiao was very clear that Gao Fei could only receive such love and affection on a piece of land like Faang Family Village.

But this was enough to prove that his life wasn't lived in vain, and he believed that in a hundred years, the descendants of Faang Family Village would still remember his good points.

It looked like this was the so called eternal life, at least it could be done from the side of the Faang Family Village.

As a person, he should be like this. To be able to be firmly remembered by his descendants, he must have been grateful for many years. Only then would he be able to have a meaningful life.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

While Gao Miaomiao was staring at this pile of random thoughts, Gao Fei walked in and was shocked by these items.

"Ah, boss, you're back."

Gao Miaomiao seemed to wake up from a dream and jumped off the brick bed.

Gao Fei also had dark circles under his eyes, but he was still quite spirited. The brutality that he had developed in the past few days in Jingdu City had already disappeared from the corner of his eyes, and what replaced it was the feeling of spring.

As for who the woman accompanying him was, Gao Miaomiao didn't care. In any case, she felt uncomfortable all of a sudden: A beautiful girl like me at home, yet you are fooling around outside.

Gao Fei didn't notice the sadness in Gao Miaomiao's eyes and instead picked up a small piece of black silk with interest. He looked at it and asked: "What, you bought so many things because you liked the night city of Faang Family Village. Are you planning to set up a stall tonight?"

Gao Miaomiao didn't know what was going on. She looked at Boss Gao tossing and turning at that piece of black silk and felt angry. She said coldly, "Ang, you just want to set up your stall, no?"

Gao Fei could tell that Gao Miaomiao's words were very aggressive. He frowned and looked up at her: "Your aunt came?"

"Nope …"

Gao Miaomiao said one word and suddenly understood what was going on. She quickly explained, "These things were given to me by someone else. No matter how much I refused, they would always be given to me. In the end, it was that Ergou who gave them to my family."

Afraid that Gao Fei would misunderstand that she was using his name to swindle him, Gao Miaomiao quickly recounted what happened last night.

After hearing that, Gao Fei laughed happily: "Ok, since it's the intentions of the villagers, then you can accept it. However, I feel that if you were to set up a stall in the Night City, wearing this short skirt and black silk high heels, even if everyone doesn't know who you are, just based on your coquettish little appearance, even if you are selling dog shit, you can still sell it for a high price. "

Mr. Gao was used to talking flowery words. After he found out that he was really loved and doted on by his countrymen, he spoke even more casually. He didn't consider what Gao Miaomiao's words had said and how much it would hurt her pride.

Gao Miaomiao laughed coldly in her heart, but a faint blush appeared on her face. She raised her hand, revealing her long slender legs in black silk. She coquettishly asked, "Boss, how about I just put on this posture?"

"Good, good, not bad at all."

Mr. Gao stared at the scenery under the skirt and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He then turned around and walked out. He said stiffly: "Hurry up and make breakfast. I want to sleep after eating."

Looking at the door that was heavily closed, Gao Miaomiao's body trembled with pride. She snorted lightly and said, "Hmph, thinking that I would treat other men like this, don't you feel displeased?"

The one who was unhappy was not only Gao Fei, but also Hee Xiucheng.

Hee Xiucheng had never kept a low profile during this period. Ever since the night that Hee Luori was assassinated by Yin Jinhua, he had never stepped out of his villa again.

Hee Luori had been set up on such a huge matter. Regardless of whether he was dead or not, after so many days had passed, no matter how slow Hee Family's reaction was, they should still know and do something.

At the very least, he had to get Hee Xiucheng to return to Hee Family and ask him what was going on.

However, the reality was that the days were so peaceful that it was scary. The sun still rose and set every day, and the school bus that was specially designed to take the children to and from the villa would also pass by the entrance every day other than the day of rest. The old people who used to walk their dogs in the evening would also smile and follow their habits.

Everything was as normal as usual. Other than Hee Xiucheng, he never received a call from anyone from Hee Family.

He knew that after his brother Hee Luori had been set up, Hee Family knew everything.

The peace he had experienced during this period did not mean that the Hee Family would let him go on account of his deceased mother.

After all, Hee Luori was the pure descendant of Hee Family.

He, Hee Xiucheng, was only a bastard.

Even if Hee Family would not do anything to Hee Xiucheng on account of his mother's account, what about Yin Jinhua?

When Hee Family found out Yin Jinhua's true identity, especially after she killed Hee Family's most outstanding third generation (currently, he still did not know that Hee Luori was still alive, after all, he personally witnessed He Luoyang's death in the past), what reason could he have to let her go?

But Hee Family never moved, as if they didn't know anything.

This abnormal calmness made Hee Xiucheng feel anxious, irritated, and he even longed for the appearance of a criminal officer who would be loaded with firearms. Without saying a word, he razed the villa to the ground.

That way, he might feel much better in his heart.

These days, he never had a good night's sleep. He would always sit up in the middle of the night and shout loudly. Then he would see Yin Jinhua sitting beside him, holding a towel and wiping his cold sweat with it.

He did not refuse Yin Jinhua's concern, even though he felt that disgusting insects were crawling under the leather bag he could only look at. He just needed someone to wipe his sweat, then he would stare at the blanket in a daze, thinking back to what he had seen in his dream.

These days, he saw his older brother Hee Luori every night -- Hee Luori had always been a man of his words, making people know that he was a criminal. However, every time he looked at Wu Tie, his eyes would carry a caring look, just like in his dreams.

In the dream, a beautiful woman stood behind Hee Luori.

It was Hee Xiucheng's mother. Although she wasn't as beautiful as Yin Jinhua, she was still more dignified and elegant, a typical good wife and mother.

His mother didn't blame him either, but there was a deep sense of sadness between her brows.

Under the heavens, which mother wished to see her eldest son die tragically at the hands of her youngest son?

No matter how far away he was, there was still a man standing there.

Perhaps it was because the distance was too far, or because there was a light fog floating around, Hee Xiucheng could not see his face, but he knew that it was his father.

Honorary father.

His father's expression was such that he couldn't see it, he could only feel a sinister Evil Qi emitting from his body.0

Hee Family Lao Er might treat Hee Xiucheng like his own life on account of his dead comrades, but he definitely wouldn't allow his own son to die in the hands of a bastard — Even if it meant death, he definitely wouldn't.

Farther away, there was still a Shadow.

It could only be a Shadow. It couldn't even tell if it was fat or thin, let alone its appearance.

However, Hee Xiucheng felt that as a man, he could only be a man.

That person should be the man who killed his' father ', Hee Xiucheng's father.

He was like the most terrifying ghost, silently walking step by step behind Hee Family, Lao Er. Then, he suddenly raised his right hand, which was only covered in bones, like the claw of Yan Moji who had just died. The fingernails on his five fingers were sharp like knives, and fiercely thrusted towards the back of Hee Family, Lao Er's head.

"Ah, be careful of the back!"

Hee Xiucheng screamed and jumped up from the brick bed.

Following his loud shout, the four people in front of him disappeared. Only the glaring lights and his old bull like breathing were left. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He was dreaming. He was dreaming again.

Hee Xiucheng closed his eyes and let out a mouthful of impure air. He lowered his head in exhaustion, letting the cold sweat flow out.

"What, have you had another nightmare?"

A pretty hand held out a clean towel and gently wiped his forehead.

Hee Xiucheng didn't move, as if he was feeling Yin Jinhua's gentle care along with her mother's love.

"Xiucheng, I've always been with you. Just rest well. Don't let your thoughts run wild. You've lost too much weight recently."

Yin Jinhua whispered as she picked up a piece of clothing and draped it over his body.

Hee Xiucheng's shoulders shook and his clothes slid off his shoulders.

Yin Jinhua seemed to have not seen it, as she once again draped it over his shoulders.

A few nights ago, after Yin Jinhua gently comforted him, Hee Xiucheng would lie down and go back to sleep, until he was woken up by the unremembered nightmare.

This time, he did not lie down. Instead, he slowly raised his head and looked at Yin Jinhua.

Compared to a few days ago, Yin Jinhua's mental state was quite good, and the capital of a woman seemed to have increased.

Seeing Hee Xiucheng's gaze fall on her, Yin Jinhua smiled, lowered her shoulder and shuddered. Her nightgown slid off on her own. Bai Ci's upper body broke into his line of sight.

Hee Xiucheng raised his hand and held onto something as he asked, "When will I die?"

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