Chapter Twenty-Three: The Call of Death

"After some deliberation, the opinions of the deputies could not be unanimous, and considering that the case was full of doubts, and the two suspects were acquitted when the interests of the doubts went to the defendants." The moment the result of the trial came out, Mu An's hanging heart finally landed.

Although Mu An knew that the verdict was clearly biased in favor of Shi Lei, he thought that when he was the only suspect at the beginning, the school just let him go after discussing the results behind closed doors, and at that time, there would be no such thing as "the suspicious interests belong to the defendant".

However, it is more important to solve the current dilemma than to pursue absolute equality.

Mu An was about to go out the door and tell Fang Ting the good news, but Shi Lei grabbed him.

"Congratulations." Shi Lei forcibly held Mu An's hand, smiled hypocritically, and said in a deep voice: "But I hope you cherish your luck and be cautious in your words and deeds." Otherwise...... Who knows? Maybe one day it will be bad luck again. โ€

Shi Lei's words are clearly a threat in disguise.

In the next second, Shi Lei felt that his hand was being held backwards, and the strength was as if he was going to crush his finger bones, and he was about to drink Mu An, but he was gagged by his eyes - the red bloodshot all over the eyeballs seemed to be dripping blood, what kind of pair of beast pupils were that?

He felt as if Mu An had completely changed into a person, no, not as a person, but as if he had become an inhuman creature - of course he didn't know that this strange power did not belong to Mu An, but to another soul living in his body.

For the first time in his life, Shi Lei really felt the threat to his life, and his head was like a computer infected with a virus, and there was a complete shutdown.

Mu An leaned down and said a word in his ear, but he could only vaguely hear three words: "Don't mess with me!" โ€

Click! Immediately, Shi Lei heard the sound of bones breaking.

When Shi Lei reacted, Mu An had already walked away.

Just like a surgical patient after the anesthetic retreated, a lag of sharp pain came, Shi Lei tried to move the hand that Mu An had held, the fingers were just bent and trembling slightly, but he couldn't move according to his personal wishes.

Mu An pushed open the door, only to see Fang Ting and Shen Baixian still staying where they wereโ€”yes, just before he heard the outcome of the trial, his dear cousin also came at the last moment.

"What's wrong? Isn't it okay, we can play together, right? Shen Baixian put his hand on Mu An's shoulder familiarly.

"Well, I wasn't kicked out of school." Mu An's eyes looked directly at Fang Ting, obviously saying good news, but his voice was a little depressed.

What made Mu An depressed was Shen Baixian's sentence "play together" - just ten minutes ago, Mu An's words came to his lips: "We are together", and when he caught a glimpse of Shen Baixian who came out, he turned a corner and became: "We are together...... Let's participate in the competition. In that 'Cinderella' startup competition, I can't work with my previous team members anymore, let's try other projects together. โ€

Ji An secretly smiled, as if he saw his former self.

Perhaps, such a one-shot retreat is a mistake that every young man must make.

But it doesn't matter, because their story has just begun, and even if it takes a long detour, they have enough time to reach the end. Ji Anxin said.

Just when Ji An thought that he could retire successfully, he saw the last thing he wanted to see.

The glow on Fang Ting's body turned from pale yellow to dark gray, and even black was revealed in the confused dead ash.

It is a harbinger of illness and death.

In retrospect, Fang Ting's fainting on the mountain, the doctor's real expression, and Fang Ting's always pale and sick face...... None of this is unusual.

A person with realistic acting skills always makes others hover between truth and falsehood, and over time, others can't tell when she is playing tricks and when she really needs help.

Maybe from the beginning, Mu An's self-righteous fooling was the right judgment - he really saved Fang Ting's life.

"Your face is not good, are you okay?" Ji An said tentatively.

Fang Ting's eyes flickered, and before she could skillfully shift the topic, she suddenly knelt on the ground as if she couldn't stand anymore.

Ji An quickly picked her up and patted Fang Ting's cheek, only to see that Fang Ting had lost consciousness in a daze, and closed her eyes as if she would never wake up again.

A chill climbed up Ji An's back like an ant climbing a tree.

Again?

In an instant, he thought that he had seen Feng Ting, whose life was dying, and in an instant, except for the person in his arms, there was only a piece of white flowers left.

He shook Fang Ting with all his senses.

Later, Shen Baixian pulled him away; Later, when the ambulance arrived at the school, he later watched as she was taken to the emergency room on the sick frame.....

Ji An sat in the quiet waiting area outside the emergency room, scratching his hair incessantly, almost tearing his hair off.

In the eyes of everyone, she is just Fang Ting, who does not have a deep relationship with Mu An, in the eyes of Shen Baixian, who knows human feelings and believes in numerology, this relationship may be deeper, and he at least regards Fang Ting as Mu An's destined person.

But except for Ji An, I didn't understand his true mood.

Although she has always told herself that Fang Ting and Feng Ting are two completely different people, although Fang Ting's accidental and radical personality is not at all like Feng Ting, who has a gentle temper, Ji An still can't help but associate them together.

Every time, when he looked at Fang Ting, he looked for Feng Ting's shadow on her face.

When Fang Ting was angry, he saw Feng Ting, who was occasionally stubborn.

When Fang Ting was thinking, he saw Feng Ting who was serious and contemplative.

If Fang Ting died in front of him, it would be like ......

Ji An buried his head between his legs, and he didn't know how long it was, but he heard Shen Baixian's words in a trance-"She woke up."

Ji An swayed her steps and stood by the door looking at Fang Ting, a few new black spots were added to the gray glow on her body.

The day her glow turns completely black is the day that death takes her.

Ji An had only stayed in this space for five days, and he had solved Mu An's original problem in just a few days, as Lu Shuangshuang said, this task was just a piece of cake for him.

It's just that on the last day he ushered in a new problem, a problem that he couldn't solve. This time, it was not his turn to be self-aware, because no human being could overcome death.

Ji An looked at the person in front of the hospital bed from afar, and didn't dare to take another step forward.

Let's go. He told himself that his task was done.

Ji An was just about to exit, but was attracted by a man in a doctor's gown - although the person was wearing a mask, Ji An could still tell at a glance that he was not the same person as the photo on the name tag on his body.

He's a fake doctor!

I saw that the man was staring at Fang Ting fixedly, his eyes gradually turned red, and his pupils turned into a sea of blood, just like Ji An's appearance every time he "had an illness".