Sweet Wife in My Arms

Brother Hua stared into Yan Huan’s eyes and smiled. He knew that Yan Huan did not lie. She did not know how to sing. A person’s mouth could tell many lies, but in a person’s eyes, was there truth.., or was it fake.

He could tell at a glance.

“What About Your AIDS?”

Brother Hua asked indifferently. Of course, he did not dislike anything. Otherwise, he would not have taken the cigarette in her hand.

He poured out another cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth. Then, he lit it up and gently exhaled a puff of smoke. Then, everything was blurred in front of his eyes, including the woman in front of him, as well as the woman’s eyes.

He narrowed his eyes. The Green Stubble had a hint of dejection. He didn’t look like a fugitive who had done all kinds of heinous things. Instead, he looked like a wandering poet, a painter who had no talent, he was also an artist who was looking for inspiration.

However, this pair of hands had taken the lives of countless people. The lives of these people had nothing to do with him, but in the end, he still took the lives of others.

Perhaps to him, there was no difference between killing one person and killing a bunch of people. Yes, there was no difference at all. His eyes had always been calm. Even now, what others wanted to end was his life.

He spat out another mouthful of smoke. Just when everything in front of him was about to become clear again, everything was blurred again.

“I didn’t catch it.”

Yan Huan placed her hands on her lap and stared at brother Hua’s face. She didn’t hate brother Hua too much. Perhaps it was because he wasn’t the one who directly attacked her. Of course, it was also because even if it wasn’t brother Hua.., there would still be brother Li and brother Zhang.

She even wanted to thank brother Hua for saving her life. He even told her some things and gave her clues about the person who smashed her mother’s urn.

He said that they might meet.

They did meet, but she didn’t expect it to be under such circumstances.

She was unharmed, but he had already become a prisoner. and very soon, because of what he had done in the past, he had to pay the price. He had to use his own life to pay for the blood on his hands.

Brother Hua took another puff of his cigarette.

“Your life is really good.”

“Fatty has always been foolproof when he does this kind of thing, but he let you escape.”

Was her life good? Yan Huan had never felt how good her life was. If her life was good, her mother would still be alive. She would still protect her and would not let others bully her like this.

However, even after using two lifetimes of her life, she still could not find her mother.

To put it bluntly, what was there to be good about? She was an orphan. Everything that she had now was not given to her by others. She had used her own legs to walk out, and she had also used her own hands to fight for it.

It had nothing to do with anyone else.

Yes, this was her life.

It was her life that she had fought for

Not long after, brother Hua had finished a pack of cigarettes.

Yan Huan stood up. Just as she was about to leave like before, Brother Hua’s voice rang out from behind her.

Wait for me, before I execute you, I will tell you everything you want to know.

Yan Huan’s body froze for a moment. She lowered her eyelashes and hid her injuries.

Finally, she could find out that he did not bring these secrets to his grave.

However, she would find out on that day, when he was about to die.

She still came over every day and only brought him a pack of cigarettes. There were cigarettes from all over the world, both foreign and domestic.

Brother Hua had been smoking nonstop all these years, so his addiction to cigarettes was quite high. He had smoked countless cigarettes, but there were some cigarettes here, and some of them were really his first time smoking.

It would be great if life could always be like this.

But whose life could be truly complete.

Brother Hua had nothing to be reluctant about. The world was too dark. Even if a person like him wanted to wash his hands and start a new life, there were still people who would disagree.

What was owed had to be paid.

What was owed had to be paid.

He had nothing on him, so he could only use this life to pay it off.

When Yan Huan came again, not only did he bring brother Hua a pack of cigarettes, but he also brought a lunchbox.

She opened the lunchbox. Inside were fried meatballs, seafood congee, fish pieces, and chicken. There was also a serving of rice. In the end, she even took out a small bottle of wine.

“I made this myself. This is a small place. I spent a lot of money to dig out the family business. Many people say that it’s delicious after eating it.”

“Try it.”

For a felon like brother Hua, these things couldn’t be brought in, but Yan Huan was different. She could.

Brother Hua took the chopsticks and started eating without saying anything. The taste was indeed not bad, and he ate carrots, vegetables, and tofu every day. Although it couldn’t be said that he ate like pig food.., it had been a long time since he had eaten meat.

He liked to eat meat and all kinds of meat, but human meat was not included.

It could be seen that brother Hua especially liked to eat this fried meatball, and he liked it very much. The meatball was eaten first, and then the other dishes. He ate very slowly, but he didn’t miss any of the dishes.

The taste was not bad.

No, it was extremely good.

This was a housewife.

Of course, she was also a housewife who knew how to make money.

Such a woman, Wang family, and it was the fate of having many children.

Whoever married her could be considered lucky.

Yes, it was just luck.

But if such luck was to be exchanged for a lifetime, how many people would be willing?

Brother Hua finished all the dishes on the table, not even a single grain of rice was left.

In the next few days, brother Hua could eat a lot of delicious food every day. His face, which was originally a little thin, gradually gained color and became fat.

He even began to look forward to tomorrow. What would tomorrow be, and what would the day after that be?

And time had passed too pitifully. Not only would there be a tomorrow for him, but there would also be a day after that. There would also be his life.

He would live for a very long time. As long as she was here, he would live for a very short time. As long as she was here.

On this day, brother Hua picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table and lit it up. Just like that, he puffed out mouthfuls of smoke. He was more silent than before, and also more solemn than before.

“You don’t have to come tomorrow.”

Yan Huan lifted his face. Was it tomorrow.

Was Tomorrow the day of execution?

Although this person was really evil, he did not know if he had confessed during these few days.

Yan Huan never knew that one day, she would personally send away a criminal. This criminal had once caused her to be homeless, unable to find a family, and unable to find a home.