Continuing from the last time, my second uncle’s life has come to an end. Whether he is sincere or not, he has to listen to me. After all, he has no more cards in his hand.

Old Fu thought he had evidence that could destroy the Fu family, so he asked me to go upstairs as bait to force him to tell the truth. In fact, the only thing Second Uncle had was his mouth. He was not stupid. What he wrote on paper would inevitably be a deadly poison. He was a member of the Fu family, and his sons and grandsons were all members of the Fu family. Even William could not escape his blood relationship. He had been in the Fu family for most of his life, so how could he not be implicated? These things were naturally destroyed long ago. As for some simple evidence that had nothing to do with the Fu family and could only frame me and Old Fu, there was none. Old Fu was extremely disappointed and really couldn't believe it. During the time when he thought he was dead, Second Uncle really cried very sadly. The raging fire in the second house yard did not stop for several days and nights, and several "An Le" bodies were carried out.

Today, both sides have paid a heavy price for this "wrong trust".

it's dark.

My second uncle was waiting for me quietly there, and even asked Qi Cheng to put down his gun.

I think Qi Chengcai is really weird. If he is so afraid of death, why did he come? There is no benefit. Second Uncle said that the money is in Zhou Zhi's hands. Zhou Zhi always hates him. Will he give him any benefit? It is not certain that he is loyal to Second Uncle. According to Lao Fu's logic, Ying Qicai should really want him to live. When he left, he actually left Ying Qi behind and took Qi Cheng with him. The key is that Qi Cheng is really willing to go with him. I really don't know what kind of handle Qi Cheng has in Second Uncle's hands. He has to protect him and often go against him for his own life. But I can't care so much.

I didn't stop until my second uncle helped me onto the platform in surprise, and then I pulled him and put the dagger on my neck.

"Uncle, Brother Qingyun died, and you didn't even blink an eye. Do you think Feng Shizhi's life is enough to threaten the Fu family and make them let you go?" I asked, looking at him from the side and sighing: "They don't even care about their own lives. They have been bound by rules since childhood and treated like objects by the world. Who would love such a person?"

The second uncle hesitated for a while and laughed dryly: "It seems that you can."

"Yeah." I nodded. "Maybe it's because I didn't grow up in the Fu family. I've experienced the hardest life in the world, so I cherish everything around me. I'm glad to have experienced such a life, but it's hard for my brother. The price he paid for his awakening is a little higher than mine. He went from being the center of attention to having nothing, which is more cruel than having nothing from the beginning to the end." I said, and raised my chin to signal Qi Cheng: "Let me borrow your gun."

"What are you going to do?!" Qi Cheng was frightened and stared at me in surprise and a little helplessness.

Second uncle waved his hands to indicate that he should be obedient. I raised my hands and said, "I won't touch that thing. Just shoot a gun into the distance. If there's a bang, someone will follow it up."

The second uncle sneered, "Ah - besides you and Chengcheng, there is someone else in the Fu family who can do the dirty work. I'm curious who it is. Hou Wenbin? I thought you wouldn't trust him anymore. Zening? She's not stupid, but she's too young and doesn't understand things most of the time. So, you brought Fu Mingqi here? Silly child, aren't you letting Lin Moxie down? He brought you to experience the warmth and coldness of human nature, and you're giving him back like this? I wonder what he'd think in his grave."

As he said this, Qi Cheng fired a shot. The sound broke the silence of the forest. Countless birds took off into the sky, chirping as they flew high up. The square also became restless. We opened the net and waited to catch someone, but unfortunately no one fell. Then we heard footsteps coming from the stairs and the sound of an electric wheelchair moving. At this time, I pulled my second uncle tight.

"You must hold on tight and don't fall. My son hasn't escaped yet. I have to wait for news. I think Feng Shizhi can't bring back my brother's life, so let's try mine, if I'm not a pawn in his eyes."

"Silly girl, who are you talking about? At this point, who can still use you as a chess piece?" The second uncle said in confusion.

This question will surface soon, so I avoided answering it. While waiting for the answer, an idiotic idea came to my mind. I figured that since I only had a few hours left, and I couldn't hear anyone laughing at me, I might as well ask, "Second Uncle, it's the last minute, can you help me solve my confusion first?"

"You said."

"After I returned to the Fu family, were your kindness to me really all fake? Was there any concern for your family? Did you feel sorry for me at all? Or did you take it for granted from the beginning that God created me to be against you, and that all my pain was just whining for no reason."

My second uncle was silent for a while, and I naively thought he was thinking. But his next words were so heartbreaking that I couldn't even put on a fake smile. Every word he said was a curse on me.

"Shishi, I find that you are really a very naive child. Now that you have reached this stage, do these questions still matter? Even if I answer, yes or no, what does it matter? Can you let me go? Or do you think that a few simple words can judge someone's life? No one can completely understand another person, not even yourself, so I can't give you an accurate opinion. I can only say that you are still my niece, you will always be my niece. This is the blood connection between us that cannot be separated. The rest is gone, because I forgot how I felt at the time. I don't remember if I loved you briefly. I don't remember."

My throat was choked and I couldn't speak clearly: "I'm so sorry, I became stupid after giving birth, I just wanted to understand something, and suddenly I remembered what you once told me, love, if it is destined to happen, it will happen, if it is not destined to happen, don't force it, let's see if I have it or not."

"I don't remember saying this." The second uncle still shook his head: "If you insist on an ugly answer to dispel your innocence, then let me tell you, congratulations, Miss Fu, you finally relied on your intelligence to win a fair and illusory love for yourself in this family, but in the end you were deserted by everyone and your family was broken up."

I didn't ask any more questions and just watched quietly as Old Fu was finally carried up from downstairs. Old Hou was very tired. He was old and just did physical work. After putting the man down, he stretched his waist quickly and sighed that it was a good thing that Zhizhi was there to help him. Old Fu couldn't move in the basement for all these years. He just ate and slept every day. He gained a lot of weight and almost broke his old waist. Zhizhi looked at me worriedly while being held tightly by him and not called over, and kept complaining.

Alas, from a distance, I thought it was a joke. How could it be a kidnapping and hostage-rescuing drama? Only after Old Hou finished pouring out his grievances did they slowly push Old Fu over. If I really didn't want to be tied up here, I would be desperate by now.

But Second Uncle was also stunned for a long time. The knife on my neck loosened. It took a while for the wound to heal before I realized the pain. Soon he was dragged away again. Attention, because Second Uncle laughed, a terrifying and ferocious laugh. I don’t know if this description is exaggerated enough. I almost thought he was choking and falling down. At this point, he came back and pointed at Lao Fu and roared unforgettable: "You are not dead! You pretend better than me!"

After he finished speaking, he stopped laughing and turned to crying. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but it was all heartbreaking. The forest continued to be in turmoil because of this, and the birds were annoyed and flapped their wings as they changed from tree to tree. It was even more serious than the gunshot just now, and in the end they were numb.

Old Fu ignored him and looked at me with resentment: "Silly girl, I knew you would do this. I have already promised to help you, why do you have to threaten me with your life?"

In fact, I wanted to say that he had lied to me enough times, but I curled my lips and finally did not say it. I remained silent and watched my second uncle put his elbow around my neck after he went crazy, trying to get Old Fu's attention.

"What do you mean? What do you mean! Do you believe that I will take your daughter with me to die?" He shouted angrily with his eyes wide open, as if this could increase his momentum.

I was a little out of breath, and I could only vaguely hear Old Fu sighing, and then calmly asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? Shishi was still hoping to release Shuchen, and even Linjiang's mother and her two children were not left behind. Chen Yining and Xin Ci took them all away. She was so soft-hearted, and this is how you repay her, right? Then I think I don't need to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and we brothers will each take our children and grandchildren to hell."

"What did you say?"

"You're only in your fifties and you're already deaf? I'm telling you, your son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and granddaughters have all been saved. Stop being so harsh on my daughter. Who else in this family would care about you? Mingtang, you should be past the age of innocence."

Oh, naive. I never expected that Lao Fu's evaluation was the same as the word my second uncle used to describe me, both were naive. Although I couldn't find anything in common between us, maybe it was just a simple lack of words. Lao Fu was also tired and didn't bother to think more accurately. He simply took out my cell phone and called. Chen Yining thought it was me and kept asking:

"Hello? Shishi, I received a call from Xuan Xingyun and the kids. There's also news from the hospital that Shu Chen has arrived at the airport. How are you? Hello? Talk to me? I just realized that Lao Hou and the others are no longer in Linjiang. I guess they went to look for you. Do you want to hide for a while? Has Ze Yun arranged a safe address for you? Hello? Talk to me..."

Old Fu Heyi hung up the phone. When Second Uncle heard this, he looked at him and then at me, and sneered in a way that I couldn't describe. He gently rubbed my face with the back of his hand: "Boss, are you stupid? Then you have nothing to threaten me with, right? Or is Shishi really your pawn?"

Old Fu tilted his head jokingly: "Why, you're asking me for an answer? Haven't you lived a clear life for more than 50 years? Then what do you do now?"

Second uncle was speechless. He leaned close to my ear, and changed from strangling to hugging me. He shook me for an inexplicable reason, and finally leaned down, put his hand on my forehead, and asked me: "How do you feel, Shishi? Second uncle is wrong. Second uncle wants to know now. I won't ask now, but ask, when did you know he was alive, and how did you feel when you knew?"

I couldn't answer, and I didn't remember how painful it was at that time. I couldn't separate "he poisoned me" and "he was still alive" into two separate things. My emotions were mixed. I'm sorry, I don't understand myself that well. So I just lowered my head and closed my eyes. I heard him quietly pick up the gun, pull the safety and prepare to pull the trigger. I didn't even know who he was going to hit.

The last gunshot.

I didn't feel any pain, but something hot and sticky splashed on me. The feeling was so familiar, so I knew that my second uncle was gone. However, when I opened my eyes, I found that he did not commit suicide. His gun was still pointed at Lao Fu, and the wound came from the other side, from Qi Cheng.

The old man gritted his teeth, holding the gun with both hands and shaking constantly, and took aim quickly, shooting Second Uncle in the heart. There was only enough time left for him to finish his last sentence: "Second Master! I'm sorry! I've followed you for half my life, which is almost enough. I, I want to live..."

Well, no wonder he's acting weird, wouldn't it be awkward to play a double agent here?

I sat there motionless, not wanting to see my second uncle's bloody face after being pierced by bullets. He made two "hmm" sounds from his nose and fell down, becoming the third person in the Fu family to fall from the building. He didn't hold me tightly at the last moment, so he couldn't drag me down. I don't know whether it was intentional or accidental, and I will never know. Then there was a "bang", and everything was really over.

I have suffered and waited for so many years, but it turns out that there is only one day left for me to face the end. It goes so fast.

I didn't move. Zhizhi came hurriedly and carried me down. I felt better when my feet touched the ground. I went to pursue my last obsession. I picked up my second uncle's gun that fell on the ground and walked to Lao Fu. Lao Hou was still celebrating with him at that time. After a while, a manager came up and asked Lao Fu if he wanted to take another look at his second uncle since he was dead.

Lao Fu waved his hand: "I won't watch it anymore."

"Can't you bear it?" I asked suddenly, and suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun at Lao Fu's chest and pulled the safety.

Old Hou was so frightened that he almost jumped up: "Shishi! Aren't you kidding me?"

Old Fu was as calm as expected: "If you want to vent your anger, then it's up to you."

I didn't say anything. In fact, I had already known the result before I fired the gun. It's funny to say, it was William who taught me how to judge the weight of a gun. So I continued calmly. The gun only made a slight noise, which was not as harsh as the sound I made when I threw it away. Old Fu was unharmed.

"This is the gun that my second uncle dropped. It turns out there is no bullet. Did he use it up during his escape? Or did he never have it from the beginning? Dad, do you know?" I asked in a low voice. It might not be directed to him, but to myself. As I said this, I was already staggering away and I didn't know how far I had walked: "What was he doing this for? Why..."

Old Fu asked loudly from behind: "Do you think I should be sad for him? Or are you the one who is sad?"

"I didn't." I answered in a very small voice. My eyes went dark and I fell to one side. Zhizhi was quick to pick me up. She was already crying like a baby, but she was trying her best not to make a sound.

I finally laughed, stopped worrying about it, and raised my hand to wipe his face.

When I was exhausted, I was lucky enough to give my last glance to the only worthy person present.

"Promise me that you will forget me." I said, and as I wiped his tears, two lines of warmth flowed across the corners of my eyes.

Zhizhi shook his head vigorously.

"He Qingyun is dead. He was so unlucky. I was really scared. You could have been the next one..." I tried my best to persuade him.

Unfortunately, he chose not to even look at me, and answered me with gritted teeth: "I don't want that either."

Stupid, really stupid. They say that those who can be in charge are extremely smart, but I can't see that. It's obvious that he is not a smart person. I really wonder what's going on. I wasn't so stubborn in my previous life...

I finally gave up, hugged his neck and leaned against his chest, squinting my eyes, and smiled helplessly and happily: "I want to sleep for a while, remember to wake me up when we get home."

Zhizhi was frightened and kept repeating "Don't sleep" and "Don't sleep". However, his steps became more and more steady. It was very contradictory. He probably thought that if he closed his eyes, he would never be awakened again. But how could that be possible? I still had something to say to Lao Fu.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will endure it a little longer.