Unexpectedly, the door opened.

The man in front of him did not look as depressed as he imagined. He shaved his beard, groomed his hair, wore a suit and leather shoes, and looked at the person outside the door energetically, but his eyes did not move, making it impossible to guess what was going on.

Hu Ziyao looked at the forced smile on his younger brother's face, and grabbed Hu Zijing who was passing by.

"I'm going to take wedding photos, it's too late, I'll talk about it when I come back." Hu Zijing's faint tone revealed certainty.

It was as if she was waiting for him at the bridal shop, pouting and muttering in displeasure, blaming him for being late.

"How long are you going to go crazy?" Hu Ziyao scolded loudly, he couldn't stand his brother's appearance of the walking dead anymore, he wanted to wake up this cowardly person, wake up this person who would only indulge in ridiculous fantasies.

"Do you know what the whole family has become because of you?"

"Do you know that Mom is not feeling well now and can't even get out of bed? Still lying there......"

"Do you know how much of a crisis psyche you've been in because of you, and do you know how much of your mess I've cleaned up?"

"Have you taken care of all of this?"

"You are not an ordinary person, you are the second young master of the Hu family, you can't live just for yourself!"

Hu Zijing's body was slightly stunned, and he reacted to these words.

He knew it all, but he couldn't do anything about it. He didn't know how to stand up, how to face it, he didn't have that much mood, he still had to organize the wedding, and he had to wait for her to come back.

Hu Ziyao picked up his fist and slammed it down on Hu Zijing's face, causing him to fall to the ground with a punch. Yuan Xiwei panicked and stepped forward to grab Hu Ziyao.

"Brother Ziyao, what are you doing here?"

After reprimanding Hu Ziyao, she knelt on the ground again and picked up Hu Zijing's face and looked at it. The left side of his face slowly became red and swollen, and Hu Ziyao's punch was not light.

Yuan Xiwei was worried that Hu Ziyao was going to do it again, so she quickly stood up and pulled Hu Ziyao out. Hu Ziyao walked a few steps, glanced back at Hu Zijing, who was still on the ground, took out a ring from his pocket, and threw it on the ground.

"It's the only thing she's left behind......"

Yuan Xiwei saw clearly that it was a ring, the ring that Hu Zijing had given to Chu Yiyi before.

The ring flashed for a moment and quickly vanished, except for a crisp sound.

This sound seemed to wake up Hu Zijing suddenly, and his anxious and urgent eyes scanned the ground, and suddenly brightened again. Hu Zijing picked up the ring and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

It's her ring, yes, it's the only thing he's given her.

"This is the ......ring taken from the corpse," Hu Ziyao calmly recounted the truth.

The presence of the ring on the corpse is the most favorable proof.

Chu Yiyi is dead, and his death is miserable and desolate.

"Her grave is in the cemetery in the western suburbs, so let's go and see it when you have time."

He wants to use the cruelest language to make this younger brother face the truth. Only by uncovering this bloody scar can the wound be healed, and the heart will not become festering day by day.

Yuan Xiwei looked at the painful expression on Hu Zijing's face, and couldn't bear to let Brother Ziyao say more, so she dragged Hu Ziyao and pulled him out.

"Brother Ziyao, what are you doing here? It's not that you don't know how painful Zijing is because of this matter, how can you mention it again? ”

"It's been seven days since he was buried, and he's still like this...... Do you want me to watch him defeat the entire Hu family and Psyche? ”

"Brother Ziyao......" Yuan Xiwei didn't dare to say it again, she rarely saw Brother Ziyao so angry.

“…… Are you really not staying? Now Zijing needs someone around him to take him out of the shadows. ”

"I can see it clearly these days, and I'm afraid that this kind of love is irreplaceable by anyone, but I have always refused to face it. I can't let myself get stuck like Zijing......"

There is no quagmire without deep love.

In a love that does not belong to them in the first place, some people know how to get lost and return, while some people are willing to sink.

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