Death always comes unexpectedly, after a sudden sharp pain, Huo Ning only felt that his eyes were dim, and the last thing he saw before losing consciousness was Ji Zhujun's frightened wide eyes.

It's strange that Huo Ning doesn't seem to be surprised by death at all, just waiting for something that will definitely happen, just let it be.

But it's a pity that even if he died, he couldn't fight Ji Zhujun in the first world, which is really a pity.

111：………… Am I going to pretend I didn't hear anything?

The man in front of him fell in his sight, and the blood that burst from his temples poured the young man's face. He looked at Huo Ning who fell to the ground in a daze, and unconsciously glanced at the gun that didn't know when the trigger was pressed, and his eyes showed confusion.

Why......

He just wanted to threaten Ji Zhujun, and he didn't want to kill Xiao Ke at all......

How did he die?

The force from his face made him unable to support himself and fell to the ground hard. The young man didn't have time to curse, but quickly got up and tried to get close to the corpse on the ground, which was already getting cold, and said incoherently, "Go to the doctor!" He's still saved! What kind of time are you wasting? ”

His mind seemed to have been stripped from his brain, Ji Zhujun half-hugged Xiao Ke's body, and thought in confusion, why did he leave?

Obviously, a few days ago, I was discussing where to go on vacation.

I just bought a movie that will be released in a few days.

I'm just going to get a cat.

Everything was arranged so properly, but how could Xiao Ke not be there? Just go, is there any point in him continuing to stay?

The people around me seemed to be talking all the time, buzzing like flies through a veil. Ji Zhujun frowned, he was so annoyed that he disturbed his alone time with Xiao Ke.

Ji Zhujun got up and held Huo Ning's body in his arms. He held Huo Ning's hand and thought in a trance, he should wear more clothes, otherwise why would his hands be so cold?

The steps seemed to be extremely heavy, and I couldn't take a single step. There was something sticky and cold on his hands, and Ji Zhujun had a layer of fog in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see what it was. He raised his hand and asked, there was a strong fishy smell.

It seems to be blood.

Probably somewhere, it definitely won't be Xiao Ke's.

The young man walked alone on the road with his departed lover in his arms, without replying or talking, but no one dared to wake him up.

In order to be with Xiao Ke, he gave so many things, arranged so many things, and looked forward to so many things.

Unfortunately, that person will never be seen.

The unknown young man was already in a trance, he just stood still and looked at Ji Zhujun's figure in the distance, unable to say a word. The hand unconsciously swiped across the ground and suddenly touched something. He looked down and saw the gun.

Trembling and raising the murder weapon, the young man took one last look at the man he was thinking about, closed his eyes, and pressed the trigger on his throat.

A dull "bang", what should be there and what shouldn't have have all dissipated.

It's not atonement, it's not a commemoration, it's just that I feel that what I've held on to for so many years is gone.

The sound was loud and affected a lot of people.

Ji Zhujun also heard it, but he only twitched his eyelashes slightly, and then calmed down.

Dead is dead.

I don't know anyway.

After all, who can be as important as Xiao Ke?