Chapter 57

I didn't expect him to trust me completely and was very touched.

He washed the bottle after pouring it, and when he turned around and saw the smile on my face, he was silent for a moment and then said in a complicated tone, "You're still smiling; aren't you scared at all?"

"I can't laugh at other people; I can only laugh when I'm around you."

He probably wanted to say something, suddenly heard me say so, his throat choked, and silently closed his mouth. After a moment of silence, he threw the bottle to me and said coldly, "Then you can laugh more while you can; you'll have to cry later."

I was infected by his gloomy look and asked, a little anxiously, "What have you heard? Is it serious?"

"Very serious. Slaves collectively testified that you are a suspect, and now all that is missing is physical evidence. Once the bottle is found, the fingerprints are examined, and the correspond