nothing much. Chu lui took out his hands from his pockets and tidied Xia ruoxin's messy hair. brother San is dead. His voice was very light. When it came to a person's life and death, it was just this sentence. That was, third brother was dead. Yes, third brother was dead, not because of the good weather today.
When Xia ruoxin heard that, her first instinct was that Chu lui was lying to her. Chu lui squinted his eyes, not smiling or angry. However, because of that, she could not guess if third brother was really dead.
But how could third brother die?
She asked Chu lui, but he didn't say anything. She could only walk to Shen Wei's side and squat down in front of her. She took out a small bag of tissues from her bag, opened it, and helped Shen Wei wipe her feet bit by bit. Chu lui pursed his lips and didn't say a word. He hugged his arms and stood there, his expression overly cold.
