Chapter 1017 Five generations of large-scale Shura field

Jiang Li retreated when he saw Lin Qingyu coming to Lu Wei.

The moment Lu Wei saw Lin Qingyu, she felt a bit resentful.

Even though she knew it shouldn't be the case.

Even if she knew the things Lu Yan had done wrong.

But she still looked at Lin Qingyu with red eyes and asked: "Why don't you go see him off? My brother... the person my brother should want to see the most is you. Do you hate him so much? Hate him to death, You still refuse to forgive him!"

As she said that, Lu Wei's tears fell.

Lin Qingyu was silent for a long time before speaking: "Weiwei, Lu Yan is dead, is it important that I go?"

"Yes! All the mistakes he made in this life are because of..." Lu Wei suddenly felt something was wrong when the words came to her lips, so she swallowed them.

Lin Qingyu smiled sarcastically: "It's all because of me. His obsession is me. All his snowball effects are because I married your third uncle."

Lu Wei knew that the truth was not this, and she wanted to explain something, when she heard Lin Qingyu say quietly.

"The biggest mistake in his life was not because of me, but because of his perception.

It is really common in this world to ask for something but not get it.

Every year during college graduation season, how many lovers break up and live apart?

Every day, how many lovelorn people are crying by the beach, in cafes, and on the streets?

He is the only one who has gained and lost? How many couples are not each other's first love? Why can other people live happily, but he can't? "

Lu Wei fell silent after listening to Lin Qingyu's words.

Lin Qingyu held her hand and said as he walked: "On the day Lu Yan was buried, I didn't know if I wanted to go, and I didn't know in what capacity I should go.

You ask me if I hate him, I really do. In the five years since I was separated from your third uncle, I have lived like a fugitive. I don’t know my past, I don’t know my relatives, I wear a mask and live a life of escape every day.

I am afraid that I will be arrested by the police one day. I have no money and no ID card, so I can only rely on your brother's control for everything. Thinking about it now, I still hate him.

I have been separated from my husband and my children for five years. My biological mother and biological father's family are having a very bad life. My biological mother also suffers from depression. Why can't I hate him?

I don't hate him anymore, it's just because he died, so I let him go. I chose to let myself go.

But if you ask me if it's hard for me, I'm sad too. After all, it's someone I know and has been with before.

Weiwei, your third uncle and I were both sad the moment Lu Yan died. Whether you believe it or not.

Your third uncle insists on finding out the real culprit, not only to clear his innocence and give your father an explanation, but also because Lu Yan is his nephew.

On the day of his burial, your third uncle locked himself in his room for a day and copied the Heart Sutra. After you left, I bought him a bouquet of chrysanthemums and told him that all grudges ended here. "

After Lu Wei heard Lin Qingyu's words, she suddenly hugged her and started crying.

"I don't want to blame you, I'm really... really sad... He died so miserably...

I know my husband also comforted me, saying that the person behind the scenes would be caught. But I know that behind his back, he tells others that you will reap what you sow.

I also know that he is telling the truth. But that's my brother after all. When he planned to take you away, he arranged funds for me.

He knew that I was a brainless person, so he asked the foundation to give me money regularly every month until I was eighty years old. He is my brother...no matter how bad he is, he is still my brother..."

"I know." Lin Qingyu patted Lu Wei's back and coaxed.

After she finished crying, Lu Wei felt much better.

The two walked for a short while and then walked back, only to find that everyone was gathered in the restaurant, preparing to start dinner.

But the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Several men were standing there, not knowing how to sit down.

At this time, Zhou Huai suggested: "Let's go by seniority."