Wu Meng looked at the words on the morgue door. He suddenly felt a chill on his back and muttered to himself, "What the hell? Why are we doing this? It's so eerie and scary."
He followed him in as he spoke. Wu Zhengxiong was standing next to a mobile bed with something covered with a white cloth. Wu Zhengxiong stared at it in a daze.
Wu Meng walked over quickly, "Hey! What are you doing? Why are you here in a place like the morgue? Are you bored?"
Wu Zhengxiong was so angry that his teeth were chattering. He looked up at Wu Meng, sadness written all over his face. He pointed at Wu Meng with a trembling finger and roared, "You, you, you...you...what time is it now? How dare you say such heartless things? Keke, just because you are lying here, you are the murderer. Don't you have any pangs in your conscience?"
Wu Meng was surprised when he heard Wu Zhengxiong's words. He pointed at Qing Ke, who was lying there covered with a white cloth, and asked in a suspicious tone, "You...you mean, this thing lying there is that woman?"
Wu Zhengxiong said nothing and glared at him angrily.
He reached out and slowly lifted the white cloth covering Qing Ke's body. Qing Ke's face, as pale as death, slowly came into his eyes.
He was so scared that he quickly dropped the white cloth in his hand and staggered back a few steps.
As soon as Wu Zhengxiong saw Qingke's face, he began to cry sadly, "Keke, it's our Wu family who has let you down..." He wiped his tears and vented his inner guilt.
No, no, it's impossible. She's the fearless Miss Shang. How could she die so easily? This... this must be a dream?
He was talking to himself, and it was obvious that he still cared about Qing Ke. Qing Ke, who had always been by his side, talking and laughing with him, suddenly turned into a corpse. He couldn't accept it for a while.
In order to confirm whether he was dreaming, he slapped himself hard.
The pain was not a dream. Coco, was Coco really dead?
He muttered to himself and threw himself on the mobile bed, shaking Qing Ke's body desperately, "Get up! Get up right now, you bitch! How can you die without my permission? Get up..."
From his expression, you can tell that he is really sad.
Wu Zhengxiong rushed forward, grabbed him, and slapped him hard. "You beast, you're so happy now! Coco was killed by you, you murderer. From now on, Cha Cha will be a motherless child. How are you going to explain this to your daughter? How are you going to explain this to the Shang family? Even if you die, you can't atone for your sins..."
Wu Meng yelled, "I didn't, I didn't..."
He huddled in a corner, his soul in despair, holding his head and hitting it with a hammer. He suddenly felt a splitting headache, and a voice in his heart kept accusing him, "You are a murderer, and you still have the nerve to live, why don't you just die..."
He muttered to himself, refuting the voice in his heart, "I'm not, you're talking nonsense, get out, get out, get out, get out..."
He was like a possessed man, his hands waving wildly, a bit like a frightened child.
Seeing him like this, Wu Zhengxiong couldn't hold back any longer and asked tentatively, "A Meng, are you...are you okay?"
Wu Meng seemed to be completely oblivious to what he said. He didn't react at all and continued to dance around like a madman.
Seeing this, the guard rushed forward and closed the morgue door, saying fearfully, "Keep quiet! If anyone finds out, I'll lose my job. I have a family to support, and the little money you give me isn't enough for this job. I think that's enough. Please leave!"
Wu Zhengxiong himself couldn't make up his mind. He looked at Qing Ke who was lying there. Qing Ke opened her eyes slightly and shook her head gently, signaling him not to give up halfway.
He then leaned close to the guard's ear and whispered apologetically, "Well... excuse me, we... we'll stay a little longer and leave soon. How about you go and guard outside the door so we can be prepared if anyone comes? Here, take these and buy some wine when you're free."
As he spoke, he pulled out some money and stuffed it into the guard's pocket. He pretended to be reluctant and said, "Hey! I'll help you to the end, and I'll treat you as a good person until the end. I'll wait at the door, and you guys should hurry up."
"Okay, okay, thank you so much, thank you! Thank you!" Wu Zhengxiong kept thanking him and sent the guard out the door with a friendly face.
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