I don't know how tired I was, but after a night in the car, I finally came to Z City.

According to the address, this is the former Yiding...

Ling Ce frowned, it was also the place where Ling Zhihang died.

An Yimeng's head kept down, and she didn't say anything along the way, she looked like a wooden person.

On the contrary, Ling Ce's words seemed to be more, and from time to time he asked her if she needed to drink water, or if she was hungry.

But she shook her head and vetoed.

The weather in Z City is not so hot and dry, but the wind is blowing cold.

When he arrived at the station, it was Yiding, but the three-story small building in front of him made Ling Ce frown.

What the hell is going on here... What the.

"According to the positioning, Principal Qi should be on the second floor," Ling Ce leaned over and whispered in her ear.

She went straight up the dilapidated staircase in front of the door, Ling Ce stayed outside, he was about to go with Yi Meng to find Qi Jinying, but in the blink of an eye she was out of his sight.

Sighing, Ling Ce looked at the bricks and tiles at his feet, broken and unshaped.

Just like Ling Zhihang's dignity, he knows that his brother wants face the most, and even likes to wear Ling's unique limited edition styles on clothes.

His father had left them a long time ago, and Ling Zhihang led the Ling family to glory until it withered, for fear of affecting Ling Ce and his mother, so he stayed in Z City alone.

Unexpectedly, I never saw it again.

When I came to Z City, I didn't see it.

......

There was a light cough behind him, and Ling Ce turned around and saw a silver-haired man.

"Hello?" Before Ling Ce could speak, the man asked.

The tone was a little oppressive and confused, which meant that this was his territory.

"Who are you?" Ling Ce asked, seeing the Y lettering on his tie.

"Yi... Mr. Yi?"

Yi bowed his head first, his green eyes looked at Ling Ce inside and out, very curious, this kid looked familiar.

"Yi Ding is all the same, so there is no need to call Mr. Yi," Yi was very suave, and then stretched out his hand.

"May I ask who you are?"

The easy-going etiquette made Ling Ce stretch out his hand, and he was surprised.

If this man is really Yiding's Yi Zong, so gentle, how could he be so unreasonable to buy Ling's...

"Hello, my name is Ling Ce. He shook Yi's hand and bowed his head slightly.

"Ling... "Yi pondered the name, "So, Ling Zhihang is?"

"It's my brother. Ling Ce was surprised, just one surname, he could think of Ling, that was indeed that terrible man.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Yi reached out and patted him on the shoulder, her green eyes dripping with water.

"The Bloodline actually let it sail... Alas, if I had agreed to cooperate with the Ling clan earlier, maybe it would have been different now?"

He sighed, "Perhaps, if Yiding and the Ling clan join forces, they won't be planted into the hands of the blood clan in pairs." ”

Ling Ce didn't speak, he just didn't expect that Yiding would be turned upside down by the blood clan.

The Bloodline is terrible, and they don't let anything go...

S Academy, Ling's, Yiding... They were all destroyed in the hands of the blood clan, Ling Ce recalled, it seemed that the leader of the blood clan, Fan Jiuyan, was also like the man in front of him.

It's obviously a guy who teaches math elegantly, but he can slaughter people in city after city, sucking the blood of one person after another...

It's like two people.

Or is the math teacher a very good and fake skin?

......

Qi Jinying heard the door gently slammed, and she saw Xi still sleeping on the bed, which might be Yi, or the maid who delivered the food.

Thinking so, she walked over barefoot and held the doorknob.

As soon as the door opened a crack, Qi Jinying's eyes widened when she saw the girl outside the door.

"Yimeng?!" she exclaimed, looking at the emaciated girl so haggard, without any of her previous vitality.

"Sister Qi..."An Yimeng's voice was very small, as if she was asleep.

But when she saw a masked guy walking behind Qi Jinying, she took a step back in a daze.

......

This guy... It's scary.

Avoiding his ill-intentioned red eyes, An Yimeng asked softly, "Can you be alone... Let's talk?"

Qi Jinying avoided the hand placed on the shoulder of the person behind him, and then bowed his head, and was about to walk out of the room, but was pulled by Xi behind him.

“......”

"Don't worry, I can't run even if I want to. She said coldly to the people behind her.

Xi leaned over, took the slippers, lifted her feet slightly, and put them inside.

Stunned to watch the guy behind him enter the house, on the windowsill of the long figure, Qi Jinying realized this move, déjà vu.

What was she thinking... Shaking her head, she walked out of the room door, and An Yimeng was already waiting at the corner of the stairs.

"Yimeng... Why are you here?" Qi Jinying frowned, "Ann... If your brother had known, he would have worried about you..."

An Yimeng looked at her quietly, the corridor was terrifyingly quiet, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"Sister Qi...", she muttered after a while.

"You... Do you still like Brother Fan?"

Qi Jinying didn't speak, how did she answer, said yes? How did the man in the room explain? Say no? Then she really had Fanjiu in her heart.

"......," she frowned.

"Sister Qi, I wanted to tell you... If you can't and... If Brother Fan continues, can you give my brother a chance..."

Qi Jinying, who wanted to explain, listened to her continue again.

"Well, it looks like there's no chance. ”

An Yimeng turned his head and walked down the stairs.

Immediately grabbed her arm, and Qi Jinying was finally about to explain.

"With me, I... And the man in the mask... Nothing, I, if I don't do this, I have no choice, Fan Jiuyan is seriously injured, I..."

“......”

"Sister, Brother Fan is only seriously injured, and..."

An Yimeng looked at her quietly, and his expression was almost exactly the same as An Qiuji.

“......”

"Okay," An Yimeng didn't dwell on and looked up at her.

“... If you have time, go and see my brother, he is on the slopes of Nanshan, the most secluded place..."

......

"South... Nanshan... Hillside..."Qi Jinying's eyes were stunned, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong, you know... There, there...

Be......

......

An Yimeng was very calm, she nodded.

“... No... He, An, An Qiuji?" Qi Jin Ying wanted to catch up with An Yimeng and ask clearly, but his legs were weak and fell to the ground.

“......”

What do you mean...

Hmm? What do you mean...

Do you still remember An Qiuji smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here", was that the last thing I said to her...

If it weren't for himself, he followed the vampire without looking back and came to City Z, maybe...

Not perhaps.

......

At that time, he was even asked to evacuate the students...

Qi Jinying hugged his head and squatted on the ground, shaking and tearing his hair lifelessly.

She harmed ......

He......

Xi walked out and watched her fall to her knees in the stairwell, delirious, his brow furrowed under his mask and patted her gently.

"I'll never see him again...", Qi Jinying grabbed Xi and threw himself into his arms.

At the moment, she forgot who this Xi was, and she needed someone to lend her a support...

Otherwise, she will soon be unable to hold on......

......

"Who?" Xi frowned, "Dead is dead..."

The broken fist pounded on his chest, and Qi Jinying finally couldn't help it anymore and broke down and cried.

Why are the damn guys living in the world carefree, why...

An Qiuji, who should be alive the most, has left...

Why?

Why?

......

... Why... She cried hoarsely, as if she was running out of strength...

The pain in her abdomen hit her unabashedly, and she knew that her heart hurt even more, and it hurt until it cracked

She knew that this result was unexpected, and no one could accept it.

...... She was the one who started it.

I became the person I hated the most.

hurt the person who treats him sincerely.

Her tears fell like a lake bursting its banks, falling on the hem of his clothes.

Xi felt the coldness in his chest and the pain of his fists smashing, and didn't speak...