Lin Yiyi cried heartbrokenly: "Don't ...... Woowoo...... Don't go...... Mom...... Scared ......"

Jian Junxi's eyes were fierce, unmoved, she increased her strength to tear her hand away, and said hoarsely: "Mom, take care!"

It's too cold on the rooftop, so don't send me off! I'll send you a message to say you're safe! ”

After saying that, she picked up her suitcase and walked to the door, her mouth was like drinking a glass of bitter wine, and her whole body exuded a bitter smell.

"Don't go......" Lin Yiyi wanted to chase.

Yang Hui grabbed her in time, tears rained down, hugged her tightly and refused to let go, and looked at Jian Junxi's resolute back with sad eyes.

"Cher...... Xue'er ......" Lin Yiyi's heart-rending cry, the desolate cry, like the saddest note, makes people feel painful to listen to.

Jian Junxi's feet were as if they were tied to sandbags, unusually heavy, and he didn't want to stop for a step, opened the door and strode out.

"Don't go...... Cher...... Woo woo woo ......" Lin Yiyi cried out in a broken heart.

There was a knife on her heart like Ling Chi, cutting her heart into a blur of flesh and blood, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't stop her tears no matter how hard she tried.

"Lin Yiyi, calm down......" Yang Hui cried and persuaded.

"You let me go...... I just want to see her...... Isn't it okay to take a last look...... Woowoo woo ......"

Lin Yiyi grabbed his clothes and pleaded, only pain and fear remained in her clear eyes.

Yang Hui was speechless, in fact, he also wanted to send her off, even if it was just to take a look at her back......

Just as he hesitated, Lin Yiyi rushed away from his prison and strode out of the door......

Rooftop

The cold north wind howled mercilessly, like a sharp knife, cutting every inch of skin on the face, and the endless coldness penetrated from the pores to the bottom of the heart, which was particularly piercing.

The pitch-black sky seems to be stained with ink, there is no moon, and there is no sea of stars, which makes people's mood seem heavy and depressing......

Ji Zhong, Wen Hao, and Abu were all standing next to the plane, and when they saw Jian Junxi coming over with a suitcase, Abu immediately strode over and took the bag and suitcase.

He pursed his lips and explained with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Young Master, when I went to your room, Mrs. and Mr. said that they would clean up, so I ......."

"Got it!" Jian Junxi interrupted her unfinished words.

"Are all the medicines ready?" Then, she asked Wen Hao expressionlessly.

"Ready, I'm still stocking up, I'm ready for the next batch, and I'll arrange for the plane to send it over!" Wen Hao's eyebrows were tightly twisted, and his dark eyes were full of unease.

"Hmm!" Jian Junxi nodded.

"The five tablets you want are in the bag in front of your seat, and I informed Jiang Heng, he will pick you up over there, if you need to prepare anything, you can inform me at any time!"

Wen Hao said while helping Ji Zhong to board the plane.

"Okay, thank you, the family will work hard for you!" Jian Junxi motioned to Abu to go up first with his eyes.

"It's not hard, it should be, by the way, you said you don't want anyone to follow, so I only arranged for the Black Emperor." Wen Hao's eyes were like wind and sand entering his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

A layer of gloom instantly condensed at the bottom of Jian Junxi's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"I'll do it!" Abu took Ji Zhong's arm from Wen Hao's hand.

"Okay." Wen Hao said to Ji Zhong: "Master, take care of yourself!" ”

"Okay." Ji Zhong smiled and nodded, and said lightly: "You also have to take care of yourself at home, as well as Mr. and Mrs." ”

"Okay, don't worry!" Wen Hao smiled back at him, and all his worries were silent.

(End of chapter)