Chapter 638 Reality (2)
That filthy ninth master must be Weiwei who agreed to his terrible request.
He was willing to agree to save Nanxi.
He Dongling smiled bitterly, "I know you don't forgive me. If I hadn't acted too hastily, we wouldn't have made such an enemy, you wouldn't have been kidnapped, and Weiwei wouldn't have died."
"But you and my life were saved by Weiwei, don't waste it, lest you have no face to face her in the future."
After He Dongling finished speaking, he waited quietly for a while.
He Nanxi still didn't respond.
He laughed to himself and turned to leave.
Not two steps away, the door opened.
When He Nanxi came out, he was disheveled, and the clothes he wore on the day he was rescued were still the same.
There was a sour smell all over his body, his eyes were cloudy, and he hadn't slept for a long time.
He didn't speak either, just squatted down.
Take the rice that has been cold for several hours, bring it up, then bow your head and eat wildly.
He Dongling stood still, his body did not move.
He Nanxi eats quickly, and it doesn't matter if his face is covered with grains of rice.
His eyes were dead and his face extremely ugly.
None of the fans recognized him.
After He Nanxi finished eating, he went to take a bath and washed very carefully.
After washing, she wore a black suit.
Shaved and groomed.
Soon, in addition to being thin and haggard, his face was paler.
He Nanxi regained his former beauty.
Even the young boyishness on his face disappeared, and there was a bit of a desolate sense of maturity.
If you want to see Weiwei, you can't go dirty.
He Nanxi was expressionless and went to the cemetery with his brother.
The two brothers were surprisingly similar, with pale faces and no light in their eyes.
Not many people came to the funeral, and they were all from the company.
Bai Weiwei's urn was buried in a coffin.
When the coffin is covered and slowly closed.
He Nanxi's body swayed suddenly, and he almost fell to the ground.
He Dongling stretched out his hand and pulled him, but He Nanxi was like a sudden outbreak. He raised his fist and smashed it into He Dongling's face.
This punch is very heavy.
Full of despair.
The blood from He Dongling's nose flowed out at once.
The people next to him rushed up, just about to stop it.
He Dongling said coldly, "Go away, this is a matter between our brothers."
And He Nanxi rushed over again, raising his fist frantically and hitting him.
He Dongling didn't resist, he just let him beat him.
He was soon beaten into a pig head by He Nanxi.
He Nanxi suddenly roared, "Resist, why don't you resist, you bastard."
He Dongling spat out a mouthful of blood, and said expressionlessly, "It's fine to kill me, I thought it was meaningless to live, but I can go after her when I die."
He Nanxi suddenly kicked him hard and kicked him out.
He Dongling threw himself on the edge of the mound, and below was the pit where the coffin was placed.
His face was covered in blood, and he looked at the urn in the center of the unclosed coffin.
His eyes were a little sore, and He Dongling got up in despair.
He Nanxi rushed over again, he grabbed his collar fiercely, and pushed him to the ground again.
"It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, how could Weiwei beg Jiuye."
At that time, He Dongling should not have told Bai Weiwei.
He was kidnapped.
Not to mention, killing Jiu Ye can save him.
He Nanxi crouched down and raised his fist.
He Dongling closed his eyes, did not dodge, and let him vent his anger.
But the fist never fell.