Wu Zhengxiong returned to the morgue and watched Wu Meng go crazy there inexplicably without saying a word.
"Uncle, uncle..." Qing Ke gently tugged at the corner of Wu Zhengxiong's clothes and called in a low voice.
Seeing that Wu Meng no longer cared about the outside world, she thought that his consciousness should be the most fragile at this time, so she thought about asking Wu Zhengxiong to add fuel to the fire.
Wu Zhengxiong was standing right in front of her. Not to mention that Wu Meng was not conscious at the moment, even if he was conscious, he might not be able to realize that Qing Ke was pretending.
Wu Meng responded stealthily: "Keke, what do you want to say?"
"Uncle, I think this is effective. Why don't you go and motivate him again? Maybe Wu Meng will really wake up while his consciousness is weak."
"Will this... work? Won't it backfire?"
"Uncle, have faith in Ah Meng and do it boldly. I believe nothing can be worse than it is now."
"All right!"
After the two of them finished whispering, Wu Zhengxiong calmed down and pretended to be furious. He rushed to Wu Meng, squatted down, grabbed Wu Meng's collar and roared: "What are you doing? Are you a coward now? Come here."
He pulled Wu Meng up from the ground and in front of Qing Ke. "Look carefully. This is the woman who gave birth to your children. This is the woman who worked tirelessly for you. It was you who killed her. Even if she becomes a ghost, she will never forget you, this ungrateful, ungrateful waste. Do you think you are so great? Without her, you would still be living in the slums without seeing the sun..."
Wu Zhengxiong pressed Wu Meng's head in front of Qing Ke and kept saying accusatory words.
Wu Meng looked at Qing Ke's ashen face and kept struggling and shaking his head, "No, no, no, I didn't, I didn't. She was seeking death herself. It has nothing to do with me. You...you don't slander me."
Although his expression was very painful, Wu Zhengxiong had no intention of giving up and continued to hold his head tightly.
Wu Meng didn't know what was wrong with him. Not only was his consciousness hazy, but his physical strength seemed to have diminished. Normally, even if Wu Zhengxiong exerted all his strength, it would only take him a few minutes to break free. But now, he was like meat on a chopping block. Although he struggled, he couldn't get away from Wu Zhengxiong's hand.
After struggling for a while, Wu Meng stopped and just looked at Qing Ke foolishly, his eyes full of sadness, as if there were tears flashing in them.
Wu Zhengxiong seemed to realize it as well. He slowly loosened his grip on Wu Meng and stood silently by, watching Wu Meng's reaction.
Wu Meng's sad expression lasted for a long time, and he just looked at Qing Ke in silence.
Just as Wu Zhengxiong was wondering why he suddenly became so quiet, Wu Meng suddenly slapped himself wildly, one after another, each slap louder than the last, which scared him.
"A Meng, you...you..." He suddenly didn't know what to ask.
"Keke, I deserve to die. It's me who deserves to die. I'm the one who implicated you. Even if I were cut into pieces, I would never be able to make up for what I owe you. If there is an afterlife, you must never meet me again. I'm destined to be a waste that harms others and myself. It's unnecessary for me to come to this world." Wu Meng said with tears in his eyes.
He paused, took a deep breath and continued, "I'm not a man. Not only can I not protect my woman and family, but I hurt you again and again." His tears slid down his cheeks like pearls from a broken string, falling onto Qing Ke's face.
It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are heartbroken.
Wu Meng's heartfelt self-narration, and the lingering warmth of his tears, made Qing Ke feel that Wu Meng at this moment was so familiar and so warm. She could feel that this Wu Meng was definitely not the cold-blooded Wu Haojie.
Wu Zhengxiong seemed to sense it as well. He asked tentatively, "A Meng, is that you?"
"Dad, I..." Wu Meng raised his tear-stained face and looked at Wu Zhengxiong, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Although he didn't say anything, just the call of "Dad" was enough to prove that he was the real Wu Meng.
Wu Zhengxiong burst into tears of joy. "A Meng, you're back, you're finally back. We've been waiting for you so hard. Keke, I, and your lovely daughter, we've all been looking forward to your return."
Qing Ke had been hesitant just now, but to be on the safe side, she held her breath and continued to play dead. But after hearing the conversation between the two, she finally let go of all her worries and hesitations, and opened her eyes, filled with hope.
"A Meng, you're finally back. I've been waiting for you so hard." Qing Ke's tone was a little tearful.
Wu Meng was shocked at first, and then burst into tears of joy, "Keke, you?" He could hardly believe his eyes and rubbed his eyes, which were blurred by tears.
"If I don't do this, are you planning to never come back in this life?" Qing Ke actually showed a sly smile on his face.
"Shang Qingke, you...how can you play such a big joke? How can you fool me with such a big matter as life and death?" Wu Meng yelled angrily and complained about Qingke instead.
"I'm telling you, if you dare to leave again, or hide again, I will really die in front of you next time." Qing Ke sat up and said seriously.
Wu Meng said nothing, but hugged Qing Ke in his arms so tightly that Qing Ke couldn't even breathe.
Silence is better than words at this time...
Seeing this, Wu Zhengxiong tactfully walked out, gently closed the door of the morgue, and served as security at the door with the gatekeeper.
"What? Is the show over?" The gatekeeper asked as he saw him come out and secretly took a look inside.
Wu Zhengxiong smiled with relief and responded, "Yeah, it's almost done, don't worry."
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