Jiang Ruan didn't speak.

The strength of holding the arm is quietly increasing.

"Yesterday, he went to see the footage of his father's death." Qianyu's voice was still indifferent to the extreme, and when this voice stated those words, it was like a sharp blade, piercing the heart and lungs.

"He has been destroyed by this world and only has a skeleton left, but he is still dragging his crippled body when he is sick, and he is bent on going back to see you."

Jiang Ruan's breathing began to be heavy.

The wanton and flamboyant face was expressionless.

"He wants to seize this last bit of hope for you, to give him hope of life." Qianyu stared at her, "But you tore this little redemption apart in front of his eyes." ”

Jiang Ruan was cold, and his eyes had begun to turn white.

The cold wind outside is getting colder and colder.

"It's just you." His eyes finally lit up: "Only you can save him." ”

Why is Fu Chi nostalgic for this terrible world?

But because she's here.

Jiang Ruan gritted her teeth, and there was a voice in her heart that was shouting wildly, making her brain extremely chaotic, looking up at Qianyu, her voice was cold: "I didn't find that you are so eloquent." ”

After all that's said.

Jiang Ruan closed the door without hesitation.

The last bit of defense in my heart is quietly crumbling.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Bandit came down from the upper floor and saw the girl leaning against the door with her head bowed.

She asked, frowning.

Jiang Ruan moistened his throat, his eyes were sour: "It's okay." ”

After speaking.

She hurried upstairs.

The incomparably hurried footsteps showed that her heart was not so calm at this moment.

Jiang Bandit's gaze paused on her back for a moment, then walked to the window and saw a figure standing outside the door, never leaving.

……

Jiang Ruan went upstairs.

Lying on the bed, the air in her chest became extremely thin, and her head was buzzing.

Qianyu's words, every word was drilling into her bone marrow, and she couldn't help but start fantasizing about what state he was in now.

If it wasn't really pushed to the extreme, how could an iron lump like Qianyu come to her?

Jiang Ruan tossed and turned in bed.

In a quiet space, people's thoughts will always think a lot uncontrollably, and the funny thing is that things that are often thought about at this time are often in a bad direction.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The wind is blowing outside the window.

She finally gritted her teeth, sat up from the bed sharply, grabbed a coat as well, and jumped straight out of the window.

The figure hides in the endless darkness.

Silently.

Ahead.

Under a tree.

Qianyu happened to see the figure, and there was no surprise on his face, but he took out his mobile phone and dialed a call to go out.

"Come out."

"In the middle of the night, where are you out?"

Berwyn's muffled voice came from the earpiece.

He's just gone back to his room and laid down, okay?

Qianyu was expressionless: "That's your business, leave that house now." ”

Berwyn gritted his teeth, "You've got to tell me why, right?" ”

"Jiang Ruan has passed." Qianyu said, "You stay over there, it's a big obstacle. ”

Berwyn: "......"

……

Jiang Ruan came to the mansion with his memory.

The retro-style house is dark at this moment, the leaves on the side of the road are blown by the night wind, rustling, the house seems to have no life, from the outside, this house is actually dead to the extreme.

It's like a murderous house that has been unoccupied for a long time.

She paused.

Hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he was defeated by himself, and quickly turned over and entered the courtyard......