Shan Sihua was not afraid of the fact that Gu Cheng was the nephew of Second Sister Xiao. Three years of extraordinary experiences had tempered his mind to be extremely tough and calm.

I will not offend others unless they offend me, tooth for tooth, blood for blood, no matter what their relationship background is.

From the moment she came out, Shan Sihua had such a firm belief that she was naturally not afraid of any kind of relationship.

What he was afraid of was that if something happened to Gu Cheng, he would fall into an abyss of eternal destruction. Those sensitive words kept jumping in his mind, making him panic and confused.

Now that the matter has come to this, there is no use regretting it. We can only hope that nothing unexpected happens to Gu Cheng. Shan Sihua prays secretly and tries to calm down his breathing.

While he was talking, Xiaorong, who had been staying close to him, quickly found a wet towel to wash away the blood on Shan Sihua's face, just like a careful wife caring for her husband.

Weasel picked up the watermelon knife and stuffed it into Shan Sihua's hand, and said hurriedly: "Brother, I wanted to make you happy, but I didn't expect something like this to happen. You don't have to explain anything. Leave here immediately and hide for a while.

Remember, if you throw this knife into the Yangtze River, don’t carry it with you, and don’t throw it around.”

"I'll send you off!" Xiaorong didn't know where she got the courage to take Shan Sihua's hand and said with great enthusiasm.

"Who are you?" Weasel finally couldn't help but growled: "Don't mess around here, just get out of the way."

"No, he is my... friend!" Shan Sihua quickly added, fearing to cause misunderstanding. Originally, he wanted to say he was a classmate, but because he was afraid of Xiaorong's embarrassment, he changed the name to friend instead of classmate.

"Friends?" Weasel glanced at Xiaorong in surprise and said, "Friends can't go together."

"Why not?" Xiaorong raised her head and asked, unaware of the danger.

What happened tonight was too unbelievable. Earlier Shan Sihua beheaded the nephew of the proprietress Xiao Erjie and he couldn't figure it out. Now there is a young lady who is a friend of Shan Sihua. What is going on?

?

Weasel really wanted to find out the matter, but his many years of social experience told him that now was not the time. If he delayed any longer, Shan Sihua would be in danger of being caught at any time, and he would be in big trouble.

Therefore, he decisively rejected Xiaorong's request. Seeing her persisting in questioning, he patiently explained: "There are so many people that it will attract attention. If you follow him, you will easily expose your target. If someone investigates, you won't be able to tell clearly."

While talking, Shan Sihua put away the watermelon knife. Xiaorong no longer insisted on the idea of ​​going together. Instead, she handed a piece of paper with a detailed address to Shan Sihua's hand and told her: "Call me when you get there.

Brother’s phone number.”

"Come on, you won't be able to leave when the boss lady comes." The weasel urged anxiously: "If you have anything to say, we can wait until we escape." Perhaps, there is nothing the weasel can do more than this.

At this point, there are only thirty-six strategies, and taking the best is the best!

A trace of perseverance flashed across Shan Sihua's round face. He narrowed his eyes and nodded. Just as he was about to rush out, he was unexpectedly caught by Xiaorong and hugged him. Before he could react, Xiaorong's moist lips had opened his mouth.

It was completely blocked.

You know, Xiaorong once had a crush on Shan Sihua and hated his cowardly character. After seeing Shan Sihua slash Gu Cheng three times, she began to change her views. Then she heard Shan Sihua call herself "

My friend, there are already ripples in my heart.

The warm feeling reached from his lips to his central nervous system, nourishing Shan Sihua's cold heart, making him temporarily forget about the danger, and couldn't help but suck Xiaorong's tongue.

"Hurry up and don't waste time with mother-in-law and mother-in-law. It's already time, why are you so intimate?" Weasel listened to the movement outside the house and urged again anxiously.

One word woke up two people at the same time.

The affectionate Xiaorong swallowed her saliva, looked up at Shan Sihua, and murmured: "You really look like a man tonight!"

Shan Sihua pushed Xiao Rong away with some embarrassment, wiped his mouth, looked at the weasel with gratitude, and turned outside the house.

Xiaorong chased her to the door again, thrust the exquisite and compact red mobile phone into Shan Sihua's hand, and said affectionately: "Take it here so that you can make calls."

A warm current surged into Shan Sihua's heart. He looked deeply at Xiaorong, turned around and strode outside.

The situation was extremely urgent and he was not allowed to say anything else.

Walking out of the corridor, the cold wind blowing on him made him shiver, and his mind suddenly became much clearer. From a distance, he saw Dadi OK, the thirty-year-old landlady, rushing here in a panic, and followed her closely.

There were two police officers in full uniform beside him.

The badge on the brim of the policeman's hat shone dazzlingly under the streetlight, making Shan Sihua's back numb and the soles of his feet weak. He took two deep breaths, forced himself to move forward, and casually

Turn your face to one side.

Fortunately, the proprietress named Sister Xiao was concerned about the safety of her nephew and did not pay attention to Shan Sihua who passed by. She led the two policemen and walked towards the building where the accident occurred.

"Huh!" Shan Sihua couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, secretly thinking: If it weren't for Weasel's urging, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to leave tonight. But Weasel is the one who watches the scene at Dadi OK Hall. If something big happens, how can he deal with it?

Get even.

It was only because he was too impulsive that he stabbed Gu Cheng three times in one breath. Thinking of the scene just now, Shan Sihua was still frightened and couldn't believe it was him.

At night, Lianglong Town still retains the joy of the festival, and the lanterns on both sides of the street reflect the strong flavor of the Lantern Festival. Looking at the happy smiles on the faces of pedestrians on the street, Shan Sihua couldn't help but feel sad.

The Lantern Festival is supposed to be a beautiful time for families to get together to watch the lanterns, have Lantern Festival, and eat glutinous rice balls, but I have to hide here and there, alone and don't know where I'm going.

Xiaorong's deep kiss still had residual warmth, which finally gave Shan Sihua some comfort in his sad heart. Thinking of the past, he suddenly felt that Xiaorong had always been silently caring about him, but he had always been

He ignored Xiaorong's concern and didn't even take the initiative to look for Xiaorong after he came out.

Holding the small red mobile phone that Xiaorong gave her before her farewell, Shan Sihua had mixed feelings: I owe Xiaorong so much in this life, how should I repay it?

Just when Shan Sihua was lamenting and at a loss as to where he was going, a piercing "Ula, Ula" siren sounded on the street, and a white ambulance with dazzling lights rushed from the opposite side, wrapped in a gust of cold wind.

, roaring and rushing towards the place where the accident happened just now.

The ambulance must be going to rescue Gu Cheng. I hope nothing happens to Gu Cheng, so I don't have to run around like this.

Looking at the ambulance going away, Shan Sihua prayed silently in his heart, and suddenly remembered that he had called Gao Changjiang before and asked him to drive to Dadi OK Hall to pick him up.
Chapter completed!