Chapter 1155 I Wish I Could Hand Him the Knife with My Own Hands when He Kills Someone

Mrs. Chen glanced at the flower room door from time to time, and her speech speed was much faster than before: "She disappeared some time ago, and no one knew that since I married Jingyi, she would see her soul.

When the other party saw me, her face was filled with distortion and hatred. Her red eyes stared at me, wanting to bite me into pieces. Even if her brother avenged her, she looked at the same picture as Chen Peipei who had bullied her. Face, her hatred could not be eliminated at all.

Since Jingyi's sister disappeared, I have been haunted by nightmares every day, and I have experienced in my dreams day after day the desperate and painful torture she suffered back then.

In fact, when sister Jingyi's puppet power became weaker and weaker day by day in recent years, she knew that my retribution was due, and I had enough after living for so many years. "

The old man's voice was calm and gentle, without any resentment.

Qin Ruan glanced up and down at Old Mrs. Chen in front of him. She was an ordinary old man. There was nothing wrong with her aura. She was neither a magician nor a puppet.

This made her a little curious as to why the other party saw Chen Jingyi's sister.

With this thought in mind, she asked.

Mrs. Chen touched the silver hair next to her ear and said in a calm voice: "I don't know, I have been pretending not to see her for so many years, pretending not to know what Jingyi did.

How many years have passed, the hands of the boy who once made my heart beat are stained with blood, but I still can’t let go of the heart-pounding feeling I felt for him at the time. We are all old, and all grudges must come to an end. "

She cast her eyes on the flower room door again, her expression a little more lively than before, no longer lifeless.

Qin Ruan's eyes were as calm as water, and he felt in his heart what Mrs. Chen had experienced for most of her life, and felt something was wrong.

She raised the corners of her lips, supported the side of her face with the back of her hand, and asked the old man in front of her with a smile: "You didn't save their brother and sister in the disco back then. Is it worth the guilt compared to what you are experiencing now?"

Mrs. Chen said without any hesitation: "It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not. Most of us are already dead. Why bother to pursue past mistakes? There's no point in pursuing those anymore."

The old man has a very generous heart and has a deep affection for Mr. Chen. It's a pity that she doesn't know that there is a word of cause and effect in this world.

The smile on Qin Ruan's face faded, and his tone was pretending to be serious: "Mr. Chen has killed so many people, and I'm afraid he won't be able to live in peace after death. The punishment of the eighteen levels of hell is not so easy to survive, even if he killed those Most people are evil people who deserve what they deserve.”

Mrs. Chen looked stunned when she heard this. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes made her look much older. There seemed to be a lot of wisdom hidden in those silent eyes.

After a moment, she smiled and shook her head: "Jingyi's life has been too miserable. I have been with him for decades. Even if he goes to hell after death, I will bear this sin with him."

Qin Ruan lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing which of the old lady's words touched her, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Immediately, chuckles rang out in the quiet greenhouse.

Qin Ruan looked up again, the smile on his face unable to be hidden.

She glanced at the mutated purple mandala flowers on the flower stand not far away, stood up, and casually flicked her clothes with her slender fingers to wave away the faint evil aura.

She stared condescendingly at the old man sitting on the wicker chair, and her voice was as calm as water: "Everyone in the world says that the most wisdom will be damaged, the deepest love will not live long, and everything that cannot be done is too much. I think you have lived a very thorough life."

Mrs. Chen was leaning on the wicker chair with a smile on her face and her old hands tapping on the armrests.

Her kind eyes looked at Qin Ruan calmly, like a deep pool: "It's just ignorance."

Qin Ruan raised his eyebrows slightly: "I think you are as wise as you are foolish."

She glanced at the figure flashing outside the flower room door and asked again: "Have you regretted it after all these years?"

Mrs. Chen had a confused look on her face: "What do you regret?"

"I regret that I didn't rush in at the disco. I regret that I took my sister's identity and married Mr. Chen. I regret that I didn't stop him from killing people and causing sin."

As soon as Qin Ruan said these words, the old lady laughed loudly, sarcastically and disdainfully.

There was a smile on her face, but there was a coldness in her eyes: "I was timid and cowardly when I didn't rush in at the disco, but I have no regrets.

When I really rushed in, it was just an extra life. Those people would not mind my life in order to hide their crimes. Back then, the Ni family was not as prosperous as it would later be, so I was insignificant in the eyes of those people.

If I really died at that time, who would collect the bodies of sister Jingyi and their grandmother, so even after so many years, I have never regretted it at all. "

Qin Ruan blinked, looked at the figure outside the door, and asked calmly: "Did you collect the corpse for them?"

Old Mrs. Chen clenched the armrests of the wicker chair, closed her eyes tightly, and said with hatred in her words: "At that time, Jingyi was in a coma in the hospital. He couldn't get out of the hospital bed for more than half a month. How could he care about collecting the bodies of the dead.

When he woke up, the bodies of his little sister and grandma were almost broken, but I was not stupid and did not come forward in person. At that time, the people above did not dare to touch the Chen family in order to erase the traces of those beasts' murders, but they kept sending People stare.

After discovering the existence of those people, I spent a sum of money to find someone to collect and bury the bodies of Jingyi's sister and his grandmother. Even so, people almost discovered them. Fortunately, they were all buried safely. "

Qin Ruan didn't expect that there was such an inside story. She frowned, unable to explain how she felt in her heart.

She returned to the topic before and continued to ask: "You married Mr. Chen in your sister's identity and did not prevent him from killing people. Maybe you have regrets or have an uneasy conscience?"

"Conscience?" The old lady smiled sarcastically again and looked down at her old hands: "My hands are not clean. If it weren't for hiding my identity, I would have wanted to hand Jingyi the knife with my own hands when he killed someone."

This old man dared to love and hate, and his temperament and temperament made Qin Ruan particularly admired.

The ends of her eyes were raised in a soft arc, and the corners of her mouth were curved with joy. She looked very kind: "What do you mean by this, do you do a lot of secretly handing over knives?"

The old lady raised her eyes and looked at Qin Ruan, her eyes searching.

She found that the child's eyes were beautiful, as pleasing to the eye as the stars in the night sky.

She raised her lips, her voice was kind and kind, and the words she said made people feel chilled: "Although Jingyi is thoughtful, there are times when he is careless. In order to make him feel at ease in revenge, he must clean up those traces. It's just murder." , those people deserve to die.

My child, I am not a kind person, and you don’t have to sympathize with me. I can feel that you have some abilities. I know everything I have experienced in the past month or so, so there is no need to worry about it. Everything is done willingly. "