Chapter 1837 It’s Time

Hua Ge stared at Yan Huan's eyes and smiled, because he knew that Yan Huan did not lie. She could not sing. A person can tell many lies from his mouth, but in a person's eyes, is there truth or falsehood?

He knew it at a glance.

"Where is the AIDS in your body?"

Hua Ge asked lightly, of course he did not dislike anything, otherwise he would not have taken the cigarette in her hand.

He poured out a cigarette from the cigarette box, put it in his mouth, and then lit it, and exhaled a light puff of smoke, and then everything was blurred in front of his eyes, including the woman in front of him, including the woman's eyes.

He squinted his eyes, and his blue stubble had a sense of desolation. He did not look like a fugitive who had done all kinds of evil things, but looked like a wandering poet, a painter who was not appreciated for his talent, or an artist who was looking for inspiration.

But these hands have taken the lives of countless people, and these people's lives have nothing to do with him, but in the end he still took others' lives.

Maybe for him, what is the difference between killing one person and killing a bunch of people? Yes, what is the difference? There is no difference at all. His eyes are always calm, even now, others want to end his life.

He exhaled another puff of smoke, and just when everything in front of him was about to be clear again, it was blurred again.

"I am not infected."

Yan Huan put her hands on her legs and stared at Brother Hua's face. She didn't hate Brother Hua much, maybe because he was not the one who directly attacked her, and of course, even if it was not Brother Hua, there would be Brother Li and Brother Zhang.

She even had to thank Brother Hua for leaving her life, and even told her some things, telling her the clues of the person who smashed her mother's urn.

He said that they might meet.

They did meet, but they didn't expect it to be under such circumstances.

She was intact, but he had become a prisoner, and soon he would pay the price for everything he had done, and even use his own life to repay the blood on his hands.

Brother Hua took another puff of his cigarette.

"You are so lucky."

"Fatty is always foolproof when doing this kind of thing, but you got away with it."

Is her life good? Yan Huan never felt how good her life was. If she was lucky, her mother would still be alive and would guard her and protect her, and would not let others bully her like this.

But she has spent two lifetimes and still has not found her mother.

To put it bluntly, what good life is there? She is an orphan. Now all these things are not given to her by others. She walked out with her own legs and fought for them with her own hands.

It has nothing to do with others.

Yes, this is her life.

It is the life she fought for.

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

Yan Huan stood up, and when she was about to leave like before, Brother Hua's voice rang behind her.

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

Yan Huan's body froze for a moment, she lowered her eyelashes, and also hid the wound.

Finally, she knew, and finally he didn't take these secrets to his grave.

But, that day, she would know, but it was also when he was dead.

She still came every day, just to bring him a pack of cigarettes, cigarettes from all over the world, foreign and domestic.

Brother Hua has been smoking all these years, so his addiction to cigarettes is quite big, he can be said to have smoked countless cigarettes, but some of the cigarettes here are really his first time.

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

But whose life can be truly perfect.

Brother Hua has nothing to miss, this world is too dark, even if people like him want to quit and live a new life, there are people who don't agree.

What you owe must be repaid.

Debts owed must also be repaid.

He has nothing on him, so he can only pay it back with this life.

When Yan Huan came again, she not only brought Brother Hua a pack of cigarettes, but also a lunch box.

She opened the lunch box, which contained the fried meatballs she made, seafood porridge, fish pieces, chicken, and a portion of rice. Finally, she took out a small bottle of wine.

"I made this myself. I spent a lot of money digging out the ancestral business of a small place. Many people said it was delicious after eating it."

"Try it."

For a serious criminal like Brother Hua, these things cannot be brought in, but Yan Huan is different. She can bring them.

Brother Hua took the chopsticks and started eating without saying a word. The taste was really good. He ate radish, green vegetables, and tofu every day. Although it can't be said that he ate like pig food, he hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

He just likes to eat meat, likes to eat all kinds of meat, but not human meat.

It can be seen that Brother Hua especially likes to eat this fried meatball, and he likes it very much. The meatballs are the first to be eaten, and then he eats other dishes. He eats very slowly, but he doesn't miss any dish.

It tastes good.

No, it tastes very good.

This is a homely woman.

Of course, she is also a homely woman who can make money.

Such a woman will bring prosperity to the family and have many children.

Whoever marries her is lucky.

Yes, it is luck.

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

Hua Ge finished all the dishes on the table, even the rice was not left.

In the next few days, Hua Ge could eat a lot of delicious food every day. His face, which had been a little thin, gradually became colorful and fat.

He even began to look forward to tomorrow. What will happen tomorrow and what will happen the day after tomorrow?

And time is too pitiful, not only his tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, but also his life.

He will live a long time, as long as she is still here, and he will live a short time, as long as she is here.

On this day, Hua Ge picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, lit it, and puffed out smoke one by one. He was more silent and solemn than before.

"You don't have to come tomorrow."

Yan Huan raised his face, is it tomorrow?

Is tomorrow the day of execution?

Although this person is really full of evil, I wonder if he has ever repented in these days.

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