Fang Dichuan looked at the chaos condescendingly, "Guilt will stay with you for the rest of your life......"

Zhao Jiaqi shook his head, wept, shook his head again, and cried again.

"No, Fang Enemy Chuan...... You tell me, you're kidding...... Fang Enemy River ......"

Her fragile knees brushed the ground, step by step, step by step, until Fang Chuan came to her.

She leaned over, "Tell me, it's a joke, it's a joke, I don't accept ......"

At the end of her words, her voice was hoarse, and the flesh of her neck stretched, pulling out a bright red strip.

Her whole heart was about to burst.

Fang Dichuan stared at her without blinking, "I'm sorry, Jiaqi, your best friend is gone." ”

Zhao Jiaqi gritted her teeth, unable to breathe, she shrugged her back, got up from the ground, and walked tremblingly to Song Ruanzhi.

On the face, the dried tears, the tears that began to come out, superimposed, spread, and could not be contained at all.

Ding Meiyan subconsciously blocked in front of Song Ruanzhi.

Zhao Jiaqi's shoulders trembled, her teeth were also shaking, and she couldn't leave Song Ruanzhi, "Satisfied?" ”

There were too many tears, so she had to give a thumbs up and wipe the tear stains from her eyelids, and then, after wiping it up, the tears seeped out again, endlessly.

With a dull heart, she rushed to Song Ruanzhi and grabbed her hair, "You give her back to me, give me back ......"

Ding Meiyan was also very uncomfortable, "Jiaqi, don't be like this, she is gone, we are all sad, but this is not Soft Zhi's fault, if you want to blame, blame me......"

Zhao Jiaqi laughed out loud, accompanied by her crying face, which was extremely infiltrating, "Blame you?" ”

As soon as the palm of his hand was raised, a slap was about to be slapped, but Song Yuyang intercepted it, "I'm sorry, Miss Jiaqi, she is my wife." ”

Zhao Jiaqi took a breath and tilted his face up, "I want you to remember that your death was caused by you...... Every one of you has blood on your hands, her blood, her young, the blood that doesn't have time to boil......"

The more she spoke, the more her throat became blocked, and in the end, she even choked out dumb air.

Uncle Zuo He hurriedly calmed her down, "Jiaqi, I'll take you first." ”

Zhao Jiaqi shook his head, "Uncle Zuo He, it's not suitable for me to be with you, and ...... with your group of people."

Her weak body was vulnerable, and slowly, carefully, walked to Huo Fanyin's side like a walking corpse.

"What are you sad about? Sad for what? If I could, I'd rather never ...... Never helped you, Huo Fanyin......"

The tears in Huo Fanyin's eyes had already accumulated into a deep spring, and he lowered his body, "I'm sorry, Jiaqi." ”

In the next second, Mu had enough strength to stand up and leave.

Uncle Zuo He was excited, "Uncle, follow." ”

Zhao Jiaqi narrowed her pupils slightly, and raised her lips lightly, "Fang Dichuan, where are her ashes?" She doesn't have a mother, her father has a heart condition, she can't stand the stimulation, I'm her friend, you leave it to me, I'm her, she's ...... The best...... Best ......"

Really, I can't go on.

'Best friend' – this word can only be used in the past.

Taking another breath, she suddenly walked downstairs, and Uncle Zuo He hurriedly followed.

Zhao Jiaqi threw away his arm, "Don't follow me, Uncle Zuo He...... Please, don't follow. ”

Blood-red eyes, crimson nose, and red lips.

Clear tears, intertwined tears, uninterrupted tears.

Uncle Zuo He's heart shook, "Jiaqi! ”

Zhao Jiaqi's eyes were slightly cold, and he froze his movements, "Bye, Uncle Zuo He." ”

"Jiaqi."

Uncle Zuo He's heart trembled slightly, he thought that Zhao Jiaqi was arrogant, but Zhao Jiaqi didn't speak again, and simply left decisively.

Uncle has been following Huo Fanyin, Huo Fanyin is extremely fast, and soon, he will determine the direction - the intersection of Yuexing Road and Dongchuan Road - the place where Zhou Zhou had an accident.

Sure enough, Huo Fanyin's car stopped directly at the intersection.

I don't know if it's arranged by God, it's a red light.

The uncle stood behind him, fixed his eyes on the inspection, and waited for the red light to turn green, Huo Fanyin did not move, and the car behind him had begun to honk.

The uncle was in a hurry, so he hurriedly got out of the car, but he didn't want to go to Huo Fanyin's car, knocked on the car door, but did not answer.

He was quite worried and kicked him, "Sanskrit." ”

Still, no one responded.

Uncle took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions, "Sanskrit." ”

Still, no one responded.

He had to find tools from the trunk and smash the window glass of Huo Fanyin's car.

In his eyes, Huo Fanyin's tall body was bent on the steering wheel, motionless.

Uncle patted him on the back, "Sanskrit? Sanskrit? ”

Quickly unlock the car, get inside, and drive the car to the hospital.

The doctor diagnosed that he was overhearted and collapsed.

The uncle bit his lip and suppressed his sadness, "Fanyin, she's really gone." ”

Huo Fanyin's pale face was lifeless, "There are endless women in this world, she will never appear again, uncle......"

The uncle took a breath and choked up, "We are all sad when she leaves, but, Fanyin, you still have us, and uncle, aunt ......"

Huo Fanyin pursed her lips lightly, "But there is no more her." ”

Uncle replied with a shrunk pupil, and his heart 'groaned', "Don't torture yourself like this." ”

Huo Fanyin clenched her hands into fists, a string in her heart broke, and she couldn't help it, crying, "It was very sad before she left, and now, she doesn't have to be sad anymore." ”

The uncle pursed his lips, lowered his head, and did not speak.

He thought that if Huo Fanyin didn't vent, the hidden and buried love in his heart would not be able to let go at all.

A day later, Uncle Zuo He accompanied Huo Fanyin to Fang Enemy Sichuan to get the urn.

Fang Dichuan entertained them in the living room.

"Miss Jiaqi also wants ashes, but she seems to be sick."

After that, Fang Dichuan called Zhao Jiaqi, and Zhao Jiaqi said that she could come over immediately.

When she entered, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked weak.

"Mr. Fang, where's the urn?"

After a little consideration, Fang Dichuan said silently, "Commander Huo also wants it." ”

After two seconds of silence, Zhao Jiaqi stiffened, "Commander Huo, give her to me, I can take good care of her." ”

Huo Fanyin stood still, his heartbeat unconsciously accelerated, "Jiaqi! Please......"

His tone was humble, and he had long lost his usual superiority.

Zhao Jiaqi's nose was sour and he was silent.

Huo Fanyin paced to her side, "I have nothing left, only her urn, please, Jiaqi." ”

Glancing at his persistent eyes, Zhao Jiaqi knew that this man was even more uncomfortable than her.

Immediately, she nodded and said, "Please take good care of her......"

Soon, Fang Dichuan handed the white porcelain urn to Huo Fanyin, "I changed the jar for her, she loved you the most when she was alive, and after she died, she would be very happy to be by your side." ”

In a word, Zhao Jiaqi almost fainted, and she had to hold on to the table.

Uncle Zuo He hurriedly sat down with her.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhao Jiaqi shook his head, "I'll go back by myself." ”

Uncle Zuo He didn't allow it this time, one hit her horizontally, hugged her, and walked out.

"Don't break up with me, one day something happens to me, you have to regret it."

This, completely provoked Zhao Jiaqi to cry, "What can happen to you?" What's up? Uncle Zuo He...... How can you say that? ”

Uncle Zuo He glanced at her, his breath was dark and suppressed, he knew that she was in pain, why shouldn't he?

After a few days of emotion, Huo Fanyin dragged his tired body to see Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji was sitting on a recliner.

His gaze collided with Huo Fanyin in the air for a second, "Fanyin, why didn't Zhou Zhou come to see me?" ”

After speaking, he hung his head and looked at the photo frame, "How well-behaved, beautiful, and filial she was when she was a child, she said that she would take care of me for the rest of my life, hey." ”

Zhou Ji's eyes suddenly moistened, "I have a bad premonition in my heart, I dreamed last night and dreamed of Zhou Zhou...... She told me that she was cold, and she said to me, Dad, goodbye...... I tried to grab her hand, but she let me go, and she said I can't take you away now, and he told me to stay where I was...... She said, "Daddy, don't move......"

Zhou Ji's voice was very soft, with the unique pathos of the 'twilight' old man.

As he spoke, he looked at Huo Fanyin, his lips open, as if waiting for Huo Fanyin's response.

In the blink of an eye, his wet eyes were filled with sadness.

After a glance, Huo Fanyin couldn't stand it and sat on the side, buried his face in his hands, and sobbed quietly.

Zhou Ji was quite calm, "Fanyin, you are really strange today, why are your hands trembling without saying a word?" ”

With a deep pain in his eyes, Zhou Ji's old words were repeated, "Why are your hands trembling?" ”

A shallow stream of tears fell down from the groove of his eyes, "Why? ”

Huo Fanyin's hair stood on end all over his body, and his whole body was cold.

He quickly raised his head and collected his emotions.

"Because, Zhou Zhou went to a far place, far away from Beijing...... After a while, she can't come back, and she asks me to take good care of you. ”

Zhou Ji nodded, a little distracted, "Far away?" She doesn't want to contact me? Are you mad at me? Fanyin, when you contact her, tell her that Dad misses her very much and wants her to come back, so that she can come back to see me often. ”

Huo Fanyin couldn't cry and couldn't respond at all.

Zhou Ji was stunned, closed his eyes, and only opened them after a few minutes, "You let her look at me, Dad misses her." ”

Huo Fanyin hung her head very low, "She is in Tibet, the farthest place from Beijing...... The sky was blue there, and she loved that. ”

Zhou Ji smiled, "I miss her, Fanyin!" ”

The collapse came very suddenly, Huo Fanyin was afraid that he would lose control of staying here, so he hurriedly called for care, and explained to Zhou Ji, "I will take good care of you, Uncle Zhou, Zhou Zhou, please take good care of you." ”

Zhou Ji stopped making a sound, leaving a weak smile at the corner of his mouth, a weak smile that didn't mean anything.

Two days later, Zhao Jiaqi told Zhou Manru the news of Zhou Zhou's death, and when Zhou Manru heard the news, the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning and couldn't move.

She didn't know how to react.

When he came back to his senses, he yelled.

She knew that she had lost her best sister.

lost the sister who gave up Huo Fanyin for her.

As night fell, the morning sun rose, and she sat alone by the window, curled up and her eyes red.

A day later, she sent a message to Huo Fanyin with trembling hands to clarify Zhou Zhou's pregnancy.

She apologized at the end of the message: I'm sorry, I didn't have the courage to call you, I'm sorry Zhou Zhou, I forced her to choose one of the two, I know she loves you...... I'm sorry, Huo Fanyin, I was wrong, I'm sorry......

Other than that, she didn't know what words to use to measure her 'fault'.

However, Huo Fanyin only replied with three words: she is dead.