She told him in a trembling voice that she hated him.
Yes, she had to hate! Those waves of hatred were like a tsunami that only happened once in a century, sweeping over the sky and covering everything, including the fertile fields, the streets, the spring that had just bloomed, and those that had frozen the entire
In winter, the spring water has just melted.
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Originally, those were such beautiful scenery!
Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming.
However, because of Yesi Luo's indiscriminate killing, she was forced to lose the most beautiful blueprint of life that had just been slowly unfolding.
Every night, their bodies are close to each other, but their hearts are in the same bed, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
Cheng Liuli became more and more familiar with the temperature of his body and the breath of his breath. Even in many unknowing late nights, when she was half asleep and half awake, she would find herself clinging to his neck, her hands unconsciously moving.
Hold him close and curl up in his warm and pleasant embrace.
Every time, when she suddenly discovered this situation, she would let go of her arms in shock and roll over to the edge of the bed.
However, almost every time, he would immediately reach out his hand, take her trembling like a lamb into his arms, and hold her tightly.
This situation made her panic, made her uneasy, made her feel guilty, and even made her blame herself so much that she wished she could die immediately!
Yesuluo, no matter what this man said to her or did in the future, she was determined not to waver again. She must get the CD as soon as possible and put him to death as soon as possible to comfort Chu.
Yi Lun’s spirit in heaven!
For more than a month, she anxiously searched every room in all the buildings in Leng Yu's house, but there was no such thing as a safe or a disc that had been deliberately collected.
Even if she found some CDs, she collected them and played them out during the lunch break pretending to be nonchalant. They were all famous musicals, operas or classic movies, and none of them had even the slightest connection to the evidence of Yeslo's crime.
association.
She slumped down on the sofa and held her head in her hands.
Yes, she has thoroughly cleaned every room in Leng Yu's house, more carefully than the most conscientious cleaners. There is only one room that she has not set foot in, and that is Yesi Luo's study.
In the study room, which is comparable to a library, there are rows of thick bookshelves, like soldiers lining up, and countless CDs, displayed in specially built built-in bookcases.
In the past, she had seen Yesuluo sitting inside working, but she had only glanced outside the door and had never been interested in stepping into that house.
If Yesilo really had a CD like that, wouldn't it be the best choice to hide it here?
There is a saying that the best way to hide a drop of water is to release it into the sea.
If she were Yesuluo, where would she put it? There is no doubt that the study room is the best place.
However, she sat on the sofa in the hall and looked up at the door to the study room on the third floor. It was always locked tightly with the most advanced fingerprint lock, and only Yesilo could open it.
Hey, wait a minute, why is there a gap in the door today?
There was bright sunlight, faintly peeking out from the gap. There was only a very narrow line, but that was indeed a gap, right?