Chapter 1892

After the heavy rain, Murphy fell ill, and even his strong body fell suddenly in this day.

It was not the heavy rain that destroyed him, but the fatal blow.

The power center of Mohist school is in Luocheng. In addition, all enemies are looking for opportunities to start with Murphy at this moment.

The housekeeper decided to take Murphy away from his family and moved him back to Los Angeles.

A few days later, Murphy recovered from his illness. When he opened his eyes, he saw himself lying in his home in Los Angeles.

"Why am I here? Somebody, get in here. "

Murphy Li, wearing a blue gray silk household clothes, leaned against the bed and shouted at the door.

The housekeeper hurried in, "young master, are you awake?"

"Who allowed you to take me back to Los Angeles? Who gave you the guts? Well? " Murphy hit the housekeeper with a cup on his head.

He is now weak and weak, and this disease almost killed him.

Now he has no strength to kill the Butler who is good at making suggestions.

"Young master, most of your enemies are circling in the Cloud City. They always look for opportunities to help you. Going back to Los Angeles is the best place to recuperate. In addition, the excavator has checked the collapsed villa once. Because of a heavy rain, many things have changed. We only found them in the ruins. "

The housekeeper came to the window with something in his hand.

Murphy looked up at what he was holding.

Picture frame.

There are two picture frames.

That's the one he took with her in the snow and playing the piano.

"I took the picture frame back and mounted it. The previous one was worn out, but the photo was not damaged."

Murphy took two picture frames, put them on the bed, and gently stroked the person in the picture with his fingers.

Yunxia's thin face and light smile deeply recalled his memory.

At that time, it was the best time in his life.

But now, everything is in vain.

"Steward, she didn't die, did you tell her that she wasn't dead and didn't find her body? She certainly wasn't dead. She was just bluffing me, right?"

Murphy held the two picture frames tightly, and his expression was stunned.

He is still living in his own fantasy, unwilling to return to reality.

"Young master..."

The housekeeper dare not make a conclusion.

That day, the blood they dug, the wedding dress and the shoes were in the ruins.

Originally, as long as they dug down again, they might see Miss Yunxia's body. But the explosion forced them to evacuate quickly and lost the best chance to find the body.

The violent explosion was accompanied by heavy rain for several days. It's normal that the excavator didn't dig out the body, but it can't be concluded that Miss Yunxia is still alive.

"I don't care. She's not dead. You send someone to search for her all over the world. She must have made a fake of her own death and hid it to punish me. I'm sure I can find her. She can't escape the palm of my hand. ' Murphy said that he deceived himself. His face was dull, his eyes vacant, his face pale and bloodless.

The Butler looked at the crazy young master and sighed silently.

"Young master, I will send someone to look for it. You have a good rest. I will ask the doctor to give you an injection."

"No, I'm fine. I'm going to cheer up. I'm going to find it myself. "

Murphy put down the picture frame, opened the quilt and got up.

Just got up, he was so dizzy that he almost fell back to bed.

He stroked his aching forehead and shook his head: "Damn it."

"Young master, you'd better take care of yourself first. Little miss has been crying these days. She refuses to eat milk. She has lost a lot of weight. Would you like to see her first? "

"How on earth do you take care of my daughter? Bastards. "

Murphy left to hear about her daughter, angrily out of the room.

Mo Yan is the only treasure that Yunxia left to him. He must cultivate her to grow up and make her grow up healthy and happy.

Go downstairs, Mammy is coaxing the crying Mo Yan.

Murphy took the baby from the nurse and held it in his arms: "don't cry, don't cry, who are you looking at me?"

Murphy looked straight at his daughter wrapped in his arms.

After seeing him, Mo Yan suddenly stopped crying.

The father and daughter looked at each other for two seconds. Mo Yan cried again, even worse than before.

"Don't cry, baby, darling. It's dad who's bad. Dad stares at you, isn't it? Your mother abandoned us mercilessly. You need to cry for her. " Murphy walked around the living room with the baby in his arms.

"Wow..."

The child cried harder.

"You cry again, and I'll throw you away. Believe it or not?"

Within two minutes, Murphy was impatient. He was already upset. The child here kept crying and didn't understand anything."Young master, let me do it?" The Mammy was afraid that Murphy would throw his own daughter to the ground from his hands, and immediately went to pick up the child.

"Take it away, I don't want to see her."

Murphy was angry and asked his nurse to take him away, far away.

He sat on the sofa with his hands on his head about to burst.

As soon as he calms down, Yunxia's face will flash in his mind.

And what she wrote on the paper.

I hate you

I want to revenge you

These words fully angered Murphy, who angrily swept all the things on the tea table to the ground.

The taste of the fire was killing him.

He thinks of her. He's crazy about her.

It's like when the virus invaded his whole body, the feeling of thousands of insects and ants biting him.

From the sofa, Murphy left the cellar and sat on the cold floor. Murphy took a bottle of wine and started to drink it.

After drinking several bottles, the bottle was left on the ground, and he got up with a bottle of wine and went to the shooting training ground in the backyard.

He took up the gun and banged at the target.

Maybe he was in a trance. His shooting method, which has been used in hundreds of times, had no effect at the moment. Most of the guns were shot by the wrong side.

"Hateful..." Murphy couldn't help but calm his chest and hit the ground heavily with the bottle in his hand.

Then he grabbed a piece of glass on the ground and clutched it in his hand.

The tighter the grip, the deeper the injury, and the red blood flows out along the fingers.

As if only the pain of such self mutilation can make him feel better, and make him forget the departure of Yunxia for a while.

Unconsciously, half a year has passed.

Murphy is still unable to find Yunxia, and he gradually accepts Yunxia's death.

But he became more violent and terrible than before. Even if the servant breaks a bowl, he will be beaten by Murphy Li.

In private, the servants think that Murphy is insane because of Yunxia's death and his spirit is abnormal.