"Where are you?"

"Home. ”

"I'll be there soon. ”

Ning Jingyu wanted to say something, but there was already a busy sound coming from the speaker of the mobile phone.

Obviously, the other party has hung up the phone.

With doubts, Ning Jingyu, who was originally ready to go, sat down on the sofa again, waiting patiently.

Time slipped by, and after about five or six minutes, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Ning Jingyu immediately walked quickly to the door of the room and opened the door.

In the next second, a huge fist quickly enlarged in his line of sight.

"Bang!"

The dull sound of flesh colliding sounded, and Ning Jingyu covered his hot and painful face, and retreated again and again.

"Are you crazy?!"

A figure slowly walked into the room from the door, and the figure that should have been tall looked a little rickety at this time.

This person is none other than Yi Zheng.

At this time, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see whether he was sad or happy, only those eyes, revealing a strong pain and despair.

"You know what, she's leaving. ”

Taking down the hand covering his nose, Ning Jingyu suddenly jumped like thunder.

Because Yi Zheng's indiscriminate punch actually bleeded his nose!

It was unbearable for him, and he was just about to fight back when he heard something like this.

Ning Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and responded angrily, "Who is leaving?"

"If you speak like this again, I will make you pay a heavy price for the punch you just made!"

Hearing this, the corners of Yi Zheng's mouth twitched, and a bleak smile appeared on his face.

"The price of the pain? It doesn't matter to me what the price is now. ”

Looking at the unusually Yi Zheng, Ning Jingyu was stunned, "What the hell are you going to say?!"

"She's leaving, she's leaving, you know?! She asked me to talk to you before she left!"

"Ning Jingyu, I really hate you, sometimes I can't wait to skin you and cramp, eat your flesh, and drink your blood!"

Yi Zheng suddenly roared angrily, staring at Ning Jingyu through gritted teeth.

Those eyes that were full of pain were filled with endless hatred and anger at the moment.

This startled Ning Jingyu, and hurriedly retreated, while taking out the tissue he was carrying with him to cover his nose.

"What do you want to do? I warn you not to mess around, what do you have to say. ”

Seeing his appearance, Yi Zheng smiled disdainfully, "I really can't figure out what is so good about you that she deserves to love you so much." ”

If Ning Jingyu still couldn't understand who the "she" in Yi Zheng's mouth was at this time, then he would be a fool.

"You...... Have you been to see Liu Siqian?"

Yi Zheng nodded expressionlessly and walked slowly towards him.

Ning Jingyu had no choice but to retreat again, "I know you love her, and you feel uncomfortable seeing her look like this now, I can understand it." ”

"But what can you do if you find me, I can't do anything, I can't change anything. ”

Yi Zheng's steps forward stagnated slightly, stopped, and looked at Ning Jingyu with blank eyes.

"Yes, you can't do anything, I can't do anything, no one can change this fact. ”

Seeing that he seemed to be in a stable mood, Ning Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did you mean when you said she was leaving?"

Recalling Liu Siqian's sallow thin face and empty eyes, Yi Zheng felt a pain in his heart.

As if he was being pinched by an invisible hand, he bent down in pain, and the whole person curled up, like a cooked lobster.

Seeing his grief-stricken appearance, Ning Jingyu suddenly thought of a possibility, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"You...... Liu Siqian was sentenced to a fixed-term prison sentence, don't try to lie to me!"

Yi Zheng smiled bitterly, "Yes, but now there is a new verdict, the death penalty, and it will be executed in more than two months." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ning Jingyu was like being struck by lightning, and he was stunned on the spot.

He couldn't believe his ears.

"How is that possible? How did it come to be?"

Ning Jingyu muttered and repeated these two sentences, as if he couldn't accept this fact.

At this moment, Ning Jingyu seemed to have forgotten how much he hated Liu Siqian and how much he hated this woman before this.

Suddenly, Ning Jingyu, who was in a state of distraction, seemed to remember something, "Didn't you just say that Liu Siqian asked you to bring me a message? What did she say?"

"You want to hear it?"

Ning Jingyu nodded solemnly, "Say!"

"Why should I tell you?"

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze.

A cold light flashed in Ning Jingyu's eyes, "Don't try to provoke me, the consequences will be serious." ”

"Serious?haha, then you come and hit me, as long as you hit me, I will have a legitimate reason to hit you, so that I can vent the resentment in my heart!"

After speaking, without waiting for Ning Jingyu to answer, Yi Zheng suddenly rushed forward and raised his fist as if he had smashed it in the face.

Ning Jingyu did not passively defend or retreat, but chose to respond to him in the same way.

The fists of the two men fell on each other's bodies, and they both used a lot of force, eager to knock each other to the ground.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The dull sound of flesh colliding continued to sound, and Ning Jingyu was punched hard by Yi Zheng in the face, and Yi Zheng was also punched hard by Ning Jingyu in the stomach.

Yi Zheng beat Ning Jingyu to the corner of his mouth to bleed, and he was also beaten by Ning Jingyu's nosebleed.

The two seem to have forgotten what kind of identity they are at this moment, seem to have forgotten everything, and just want to knock each other to the ground and vent the emotions in their hearts.

After a few minutes, the two of them fell to the ground panting, looking at the snow-white ceiling in all directions, snorting and panting.

Blood flowed freely on the faces of the two, but neither of them moved to wipe it.

After a few more minutes, Ning Jingyu was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

"What did Liu Siqian ask you to bring me? ”

Thinking of Liu Siqian's last warm smile, Yi Zheng's scarred heart had a trace of healing.

"She asked me to tell you that you were her dream, but in the end you crushed it with your own hands. ”

"She doesn't hate you, she doesn't hate you, she just hates meeting the wrong person at the right time. ”

After saying this in an emotionless tone, Yi Zheng slowly struggled to prop himself up and sat up from the ground.

"She's leaving, and if you've ever really loved her, even if it's only been for an hour, a second, you should go and see her. ”

After saying this, Yi Zheng supported the ground with both hands, stood up with difficulty, and left with a scarred heart and a face full of wounds.

Looking at his gloomy back, Ning Jingyu got up from the ground, sat on the sofa, looked up at the snow-white ceiling, and fell into a silent daze.