"Yes, I'm going to avenge Mie, we could be together forever soon!" Qiao Ziqiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very terrifying.

He's gone crazy.

He had lost his mind since he fell in love with his own sister, and now that Mie had left him, he was completely insane.

Wang Wei smiled very darkly: "She's waiting for your revenge." ”

Qiao Ziqiang nodded very firmly.

The fighting spirit was burned in the eyes that were still decadent just now, as if they had been resurrected.

Wang Wei pushed the eyes on his nose and walked out, his purpose had been achieved.

He wanted to avenge Meihui personally, but his strength was really too small, and it was very difficult to kill Master Qiao, but it was not difficult for Qiao Ziqiang at all.

Master Qiao will not treat his grandson as if he were an outsider.

And he can go on with his life.

"He's all right." Wang Wei's mood has not changed much, and no one knows that he is also immersed in endless pain now.

It's just that he can't let anyone know about this pain.

The attending doctor was a little incredulous, but from the glass, he could see that Qiao Ziqiang's mood had changed a lot.

An expert is an expert.

"You're really divine, how did you do that?"

The attending doctor looked at Wang Wei with admiration, it was only three minutes since he entered, but he didn't expect Qiao Ziqiang to have a strong sense of survival.

I really don't know how he did it.

Wang Wei barely squeezed out a smile: "How did you do it, it's boring to say it, the key is that he is now well, and my task is completed." ”

Will he say that Qiao Ziqiang is only alive to take revenge?

It's like looking for death!

Wang Wei didn't stay long, and the attending doctor didn't have too long to think about it, it was beyond the scope of his functions.

Hurriedly went to check on Qiao Ziqiang, except for being a little weak, he was no longer in any big trouble.

But there's always a creepy feeling when you look into his eyes.

Because there is this hatred in those eyes that cannot be dissolved.

"Young Master Qiao, you're fine."

The doctor almost said it head-on, and now Qiao Ziqiang is terrifying.

"Let them go through the procedures for me to be discharged." Qiao Ziqiang is still Qiao Ziqiang, but he is no longer the original Qiao Ziqiang, and now he is the embodiment of the devil.

He wants to pay the price for hurting the people of Meihui.

"I'll go and ask Master Qiao for instructions, and I'll do it for you as soon as possible."

Nodding and saying, this Young Master Qiao was always kind and pleasant in the past, but it turned out that it was not his nature.

Shouldn't he sigh that isn't a family not entering the door?

This Young Master Qiao's temper is really becoming more and more similar to Master Qiao's temper, and it's really a little scary.

The eyes were sharp, and the whole person exuded a cold aura.

Eerie feeling......

After getting the instructions of Master Qiao, the doctor hurriedly completed the discharge procedures, and he really couldn't afford to toss back and forth like this with such a life.

Hurry up and send this big Buddha away, he guards his small temple to celebrate his birthday.

It didn't take long for Zhuo Yuanhang to get into the car going home, but without Meihui's home, it could only be regarded as a house, a place with no warmth at all.

His face was expressionless, didn't his grandfather want him to break off his love? Don't you want him to be ruthless?

From today onwards he will no longer be merciful.

He will not show mercy to anyone.

His eyes were full of desperation, and his whole person exuded a cold aura, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Back at Qiao's house, Qiao Ziqiang was still lying on the bed.

In every corner of his room, he is entangled with his sister, on the bed, on the chair, on the windowsill, on the sofa, in the bathroom......

Remembering that it is already a thing or a person......

Looking at the pale ceiling, that is the color of his life.

I lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly on the balcony, my mind occupied by the woman who had left......

I hope it's just a nightmare......

After standing for a long time, Qiao Ziqiang returned to his room, leaving only a place of cigarette ash.

Qiao Ziqiang opened the drawer, took out their photo albums, and slowly flipped through them, those happy days seemed to be back.

But when he closed the album, he was still alone in the cold room, and the woman who gave him warmth was gone, and he could never be found again.

Close your eyes in despair, and the whole world is boundless darkness.

Late at night, Qiao Ziqiang was lying on Meihui's bed.

Without that woman, his world would have all collapsed.

In his arms was the sweater that Qiao Meihui knitted for him, only the collar had not been done.

If she's still ......

Suddenly, his hand reached under the pillow, and what he took out was a pink notebook, which was Qiao Meihui's notebook.

Qiao Ziqiang stroked it almost greedily, and there seemed to be a beautiful temperature on it.

Familiar fonts, familiar tones, and Mie's favorite faint rose.

Flipping through one by one, Meihui's joys, sorrows, and joys leaped onto the page.

Qiao Ziqiang's mood also fluctuated with the words in the diary, crying for a while, laughing for a while, frowning for a while, and stretching out again for a while.

On May 10th, I went to the hospital secretly, and the doctor told me that I already had a little guy in my belly, and I was so happy and entangled.

He shouldn't have come.

I don't know if I should tell my brother that maybe no one in this world will look forward to his birth except me.

Baby, don't blame me, you are what I left quietly, if one day my brother gets married, I will at least have you, you will always be with me.

……

Qiao Ziqiang can't stand the following content anymore.

He only knew that Mie still had their flesh and blood in her belly, but his mother had left this world before she could say anything.

He was the only one left in the world.

Tears flowed freely, drop by drop on the notebook, and the handwriting was blurred by the tears, and it became no longer clear.

But those words have been deeply engraved in Qiao Ziqiang's heart, unforgettable.

"Mihui... I'm sorry... Maybe at the beginning... If you get married, you won't have anything to do......" Qiao Ziqiang hugged the notebook and cried bitterly, unable to help himself.

Why can't he restrain his feelings? Why should you let your sister fall in love with you?

Maybe he would be miserable if Mie got married, but then at least she was still alive and he could see his sister from afar.

If Mo Tianyu hadn't taken the initiative to withdraw from the marriage, then now he could still hold his sister and use his life to love her and protect her.

But I didn't know it at the beginning, I didn't know it earlier.

Only the liver and intestines are left to be broken......