"Bet?" Jiayin's eyes widened in doubt, and his eyes were like a pool of autumn water in a deep beach.

"It's a long story." Anfu sat in front of Jiayin, and the nurse brought over a hot porridge, boat porridge.

Jiayin's eyes were sour again, and she quickly wiped away the tears that had slipped.

Here's the thing, since she was deceived away, Zixuan has been uneasy.

I don't know what to worry about.

The vice president was originally arranged for the party that day, but for some reason he suddenly came to the banquet.

After sitting down, Zixuan Lupine Towel's control quickly negotiated the contract.

But the other party was very enthusiastic and wanted to force him to stay, but he was frightened by his eyes.

An Fu accompanied him out of the tea room, and it was already an hour and a half later.

An Fu followed Zixuan into the cockpit, his phone rang, and someone reported that Jiayin had been arrested and that Boss Long had done it.

The young master took a lot of connections to connect to the line, and when he arrived at the location, he learned that Jiayin had been sent away.

Zixuan rushed to the life and death game field again, and only then did he rescue Jia Yin.

The reason why it is said to be a bet is because the young master said before he went in, you must let the people of the prince let you go, whether it is Boss Long or the boss who has been taught by Zixuan, they can't come to you again.

"It turns out that those people are also subordinates of Jin Gongzi?" Jiayin was a little puzzled, she couldn't figure out this complicated relationship, plus she was in a sad mood now, and her thinking was blocked.

"No, it doesn't have much to do with Jin Gongzi, they are all people who are attached to him, and they can't be beaten." An Fu's face suddenly brightened, "But Boss Long's side is quite dangerous." I suggest you stay away from the Zhongxi painters. You also need to recuperate. ”

"I see." Jiayin got up, her face pure, and the low pressure enveloped her, "Okay." ”

Jia Yin glanced at the agreement on the bedside again, as beautiful as a cloud in the blue sky.

But far away.

She closed her eyes, and he smiled faintly, and he said, "You're just too young!" ”

Why did he die?

-

Three days later, Anfu agreed to take Jiayin to the cemetery.

Jiayin can walk, and the shallow wounds on his body have healed.

There are still a few wounds that have not healed well, and there is still a shallow pain spreading, like the melancholy of early summer.

The sun gave a big face, and did not bring out the atmosphere of sadness.

Climbing up the pristine trail, this cemetery built in the middle of nature gives a sense of rest.

Under the rows of granite and the solemn stele forest, are the lives that have passed.

But there is no other prosperity.

Man comes from dust and returns to dust.

Man has become a primitive existence in the universe.

Anfu led the way in front, and Jiayin followed behind.

Walking to a quiet and spacious cemetery, a wordless tombstone stands in front of you.

Jiayin stood there, unable to believe that Liang Zixuan was dead.

Jiayin even wanted to open the grave and see for himself if the others were laid to rest there.

Yi Jiayin took out the agreement that had signed his name, put it next to the tombstone, and put a bunch of lilies on it, muttering to himself.

"If I knew that this was the case, I would definitely force you to know him and accept him. I didn't expect you to die so soon. Jiayin has a lot of bitterness in her heart, she knows that she used to be very entangled, because she rarely shares her beliefs and inner world with others.

Only her best friends, her relatives, and Jiayin wanted them to become Christians as well.

Because then they can be in heaven forever, and they can be together forever.

But for others, Jiayin never takes the initiative to communicate, nor does it use faith as a label to paste everywhere like a salesman.

Yi Jiayin has a world of infinite pride in his heart, and that world is beautiful and cannot be desecrated.

But Jiayin didn't expect Zixuan to go so fast, and she still wanted to see him.

If only he knew it again, let him believe it.

In this way, Liang Zixuan died, and Jiayin would not be too sad.

Will meet in heaven.

"Hurry up and sign, I agree to follow you." Jiayin was full of thoughts, fluctuating, and finally said to the tombstone in a lonely voice, "Liang Zixuan, get up." Come to life, and I promise to be with you. ”