Chapter 212: It's a Dead Knot

Shen Mo had already regained a little confidence from Lin Siyue's affirmation tonight.

When he began to stop denying himself, the chaotic and decadent thoughts that did not know the truth began to gradually reced, and his thinking gradually became clearer.

"Siyue, I'...... I think that's possible. ”

"Only by expelling me from this circle can he really eliminate the hidden danger."

"After all, if I have another work, I can't guarantee that someone will see the clue, he can gag my mouth, but he can't make others not suspect."

Although Shen Mo was not very sure, he was also willing to think in this direction that looked bad but gave him hope.

Lin Siyue wanted to help him.

She knew that this was a man who loved his career, and when he was almost crazy, he didn't have so many dirty calculations in his heart, so his works could be so beautiful as if he had been endowed with a soul.

This kind of person tends to be the higher the achievement, the more pure the thinking.

She understands the feeling.

In her previous life, wasn't she just being calculated like this without knowing it?

Lin Siyue thought about it again and again, and then asked: "Have you kept the original drafts of the design drafts you once handed over to Lu Ziqian?"

Shen Mo immediately said: "Yes, I have saved the retouching date in my own computer."

Lin Siyue nodded contemplatively, "Then there is still room." ”

Just when the two of them were immersed in hope and were planning to find a way, Ji Hanchen suddenly said something coldly.

"But you killed someone after all."

A fluttering sentence, but like a condemner of the death penalty, Shen Mo's face instantly turned as white as paper.

His eyes, which had just ignited hope, had turned dead again in the blink of an eye.

He bowed his head in remorse, grabbed his hair with both hands, and couldn't help choking again.

"So my life is over."

"Even if I turn myself in, I am destined to spend my whole life in prison, and I can no longer draw with a pen, what is the meaning of my life?"

"I might as well be dead!"

Ji Hanchen looked at him with no warmth in his eyes, "This is the consequence of your impulsiveness." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and pushed his wheelchair out of the study to take a shower.

Lin Siyue also didn't know how to comfort Shen Mo this time.

Killing someone, it's a dead knot.

Even if Shen Mo can still draw pictures in prison, his life is destined to turn gray from now on.

Shen Mo, who fell into the abyss like that, lost all hope in life in such a desperate mood, what good products could he create?

Lin Siyue wanted to comfort him, so he could only change the topic.

"Shen Mo, in the past half a year, your design drafts have been returned again and again, haven't you thought of other ways to publish them?"

Shen Mo cried bitterly and shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know anything, no one wants my manuscript, the word Shen Mo already stinks in this circle......"

"Everyone around me denied me, and outside companies scoffed at my work, how could I ever suffer such a blow!"

Lin Siyue thought so.

Since he was in school, he has been held high by people for various awards, and his life has been brilliant and smooth before that, without the slightest hindrance.

Even Jiamei, who is unattainable by many people, was admitted after submitting his resume, and even the interview was saved.

Those who go up in this way are surrounded by flowers and praise.

Once you encounter setbacks, you will have a lot less courage and strength than others.

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