In fact, sometimes I don’t lower my voice intentionally when I speak. It’s obviously very talkative, but sometimes I really can’t control it. I feel that the atmosphere is there, and I can’t just say with a playful smile: “Sister Li, these sleeves are
The thread is all in your belly, don’t be afraid.”
But lowering your voice can easily scare people. Sister Li immediately threw the sweater away and touched her belly with a frightened face: "In my belly?!!"
I bent down to pick up the sweater, put it under my nose and smelled it again. The smell of blood was so strong that it choked my nose.
"Jiaolong, what should I do? It's really in my belly!"
I glanced at her: "Don't worry, Sister Li, calm down first. Let's go step by step. First tell me when you bought this sweater."
Sister Li's face was mournful, and she was a little afraid to look at the sweater. "It must have been last winter, I can't remember. The styles of this static version are similar..."
I handed the sweater in front of her: "Sister Li, I know everyone is nervous when it comes to this matter, but it's useless for you to be afraid now. You should take a closer look first and recall the memories."
Sister Li slowly raised her eyes, looked at the sweater, and suddenly opened the collar and took a look at the trademark inside. Her expression became slightly dazed after reading the trademark: "Jiaolong, can you tell me first, the thread of this sweater?"
How could it get into my stomach?"
"This lowered head was inserted into this sweater by the caster. As long as you try this sweater, the lowered head has been inserted by someone. The reason why I ask you to think about when you bought this sweater is because
You can infer who harmed you, because the spell caster also takes money to do things."
From this, it can be determined that Sun Jiji, a typical owner who made a fortune, is well-dressed on the surface, talks about benevolence and morality, and shamelessly pleads for the people, but as long as he receives enough money, he even dares to harm human lives. This is also a practice of evil arts.
The most disgusting thing about this person is that no wonder he feels that Cheng Baize is taking away his job and blocking his way of making money.
Sister Li's expression was a little dull, and she opened her mouth after a long time: "It's impossible, it's impossible for her..."
I raised my eyebrows: "Who is she?"
Sister Li suddenly smiled bitterly: "In life, you really don't have true friends, and you can't trust anyone."
"Sister Li?"
Sister Li took a deep breath and looked at me: "This dress was given to me by my best friend, because the brand she bought is different from the one I bought myself. Although the style is the same, I can confirm by looking at the brand that this... is
She gave it to me."
"Is she the best friend who took you to Sun Jiji's place to crack the code?"
The smile on Sister Li's face was indescribably weird. She nodded with difficulty: "That's her..."
I bit my lip and was speechless for a moment. Now I am afraid of the words "good friend" and "best friend".
Sister Li took a deep breath: "I, Wang Xinli, have suffered all kinds of hardships in my life. I also think I have experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships. If people respect me, I will return two points. I admit that I have done many wrong things.
, money is also very important. Maybe some people will hate me and hate me for letting them go to sea, but how could she treat me like this! There is no financial conflict or interest relationship between me and her!"
Her words made me unconsciously think of a person, a person with whom I had no financial conflict or interest, but the result was still the same. I lowered my eyes and said calmly: "It's just for love."
Love in the world is the most diverse, fickle and selfish. Sometimes it may be more terrifying than money entanglements and conflicts of interest.
"Affection?"
Sister Li shook her head: "Jiaolong, I really can't think clearly, no, I have to ask her, ask her why she did this to me!!"
With that said, Sister Li took out her mobile phone with one hand, still holding the sweater tightly with the other hand, and dialed the number with an angry look on her face.
I secretly sighed in my heart and asked, asking clearly is a wound. People who harm you will have countless reasons, but there is always one that is the most unbearable or even the most devastating for you, but even if
This is better than being kept in the dark. The wound will heal one day, maybe it's just a matter of how long it takes.
"Lily? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable again? Don't worry. I'll drive to pick you up and take you to Mr. Sun's house tomorrow. You won't feel uncomfortable after the surgery."
Maybe Sister Li thought it would be helpful for me to hear the conversation, so she directly pressed the hands-free button. This made the woman's voice appear extremely clear in the cloakroom as soon as it came out of the microphone.
For me, a normal person, I still think the sound is a bit loud.
Sister Li took a deep breath and tugged at the corner of her mouth at the phone: "I was thinking that I need to change my husband to look at it. That Mr. Sun looked at me more and more seriously."
"Lily, who else can I find? Mr. Sun is my friend. You haven't seen him on TV. He is very capable. He also told me that your situation is more serious. You
That relative at home was haunting. He sent him away, and then the relative came again. He also had a headache. It was like seeing a doctor and taking medicine. He took it well this time, but it was not guaranteed. When will the disease return?
I've done it again, Lily, don't worry, I'll have a good talk with Mr. Sun tomorrow, no matter how much it costs, I have to let Mr. Sun take care of your disease."
Sister Li lowered her eyes and looked at the phone screen, her body trembling slightly: "How much did you give that Mr. Sun?"
"Do I give money to Mr. Sun? What money do I give to Mr. Sun? Ah, you are referring to the number of red envelopes I give to Mr. Sun. You have to give that. It's not for nothing. You still..."
"I'm asking how much money you gave Mr. Sun to harm me."
"What?"
"Stop pretending, I know everything. The husband I found showed it to me. Liu Yu, you are my best friend. We are both in our thirties. Can you please stop acting like me."
"Lily, what's wrong with you? Where did you find this gentleman? Is he reliable? Are you talking nonsense? I'm confused when you suddenly come together like this with me, you know?"
"You bought me the sweater. It was my birthday and you urged me to try it on. I remembered everything. I started feeling uncomfortable that day. You also introduced Mr. Sun to me, and I was tossing and turning uncomfortably.
After so many times, you don’t let me change my husband. What else do you want to say? Liu Yu, if you don’t tell me the truth again, then you know who I am, so don’t blame me for being careless. It’s a matter of breaking up.
I've done it a lot, and I'm not afraid of fighting you again."
"Lily, you were incited by outsiders, you know. We are all people who have experienced it. Why should I harm you? The sweater I bought is also from a big brand. Why didn't you say that the manufacturer gave you a discount when it left the factory?"
Headed?"
Wang Xinli sneered: "How do you know that the sweater has been lowered? Did I tell you, Liu Yu, you really chill me..."
The other end of the phone was quiet for a few seconds, and then the line was disconnected with a beep. Sister Li's tears instantly flowed out, and she collapsed on the ground, as if she was not the one who asked the question just now, and looked at me: "
It’s really her, Jiaolong, it’s really her... Why did she want to harm me, why did she want to harm me..."
I sighed, stepped forward and hugged Sister Li's shoulders: "It's okay, it will pass, it will pass." (To be continued)