Chen Jiguang still didn't react, he was like a puppet without a soul, and he couldn't make a sound when he beat and scolded.

There are still security guards who come and pull it to make the scene less chaotic.

Gao Shiliang's face was full of tears, but his expression was particularly fierce, as if he wanted to kill the man in front of him.

"Chen Jiguang, Young Master Chen! Don't you like Sheehan? Aren't you very capable? Then why were you when she was tortured by Liang Liang! Where were you when she was most helpless and scared! Why does it matter to you that she's dead?! ”

This hissing voice finally made Chen Jiguang react a little, he raised his eyes, and looked confused: "What are you talking about......"

Tortured by Liang Liang's side......

Isn't this Wen Xien's willing?

If not......

Panic surged to the bottom of his heart like a flood, Chen Jiguang walked in front of Gao Shiliang as if he was crazy, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and widened his bloodshot eyes.

"You make it clear! What does it mean for her to be tormented...... Didn't she do it voluntarily? ”

Gao Shiliang closed his eyes, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, choked twice, and then said hoarsely: "She...... It was never voluntary, and it was Liang Liang who persecuted her all the time...... She, she's ......"

Gao Shiliang couldn't say the rest anymore, and cried loudly.

——

After that, Chen Jiguang was locked in the room alone, and stayed for three days without eating or drinking, Chen's father was simply heartbroken, he was very angry at Chen Jiguang's suicide, and almost demolished the door.

Three days later, the back door finally opened, the man was wearing a black shirt, his hair was meticulous, and he didn't seem to have changed anything except for being thinner.

Father Chen looked at Chen Jiguang like this, and his stomach was stuck in his throat.

It wasn't until Chen Jiguang walked past him that Chen's father came back to his senses.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Jiguang didn't look back, he said.

"I'll go see her."

She doesn't have to guess who it is.

Standing in front of Wen Xien's tomb, Chen Jiguang watched quietly for a while, without speaking or crying.

Winter is coming, autumn is almost rushed, and it often rains and leaves not very good marks.

Snowflakes drifted in the sky, and the bodyguard gave him a black umbrella, which contrasted with his black, making it more and more bleak and desolate.

Chen Jiguang stretched out his hand to catch a piece of snowflake, and his godless eyes stared at the snowflake melting into water, feeling a little cool.

The heart feels like it's lost feeling.

Numbness, stiffness.

After a long time, he said to his subordinates, "Let's go, we should go back." ”

——

Chen Jiguang, who returned home, returned to normal.

Eat normally, have a normal work and rest, and quickly recuperate your spirits.

Then half a year later, he destroyed the Liang family with his own hands.

The Liang family didn't expect Chen Jiguang to suddenly go crazy.

And it's still the same way to end up.

Liang Liang didn't care, he watched like a bystander, watching Chen Jiguang bite like a mad dog.

The only thing that is not very good is that Wen Xien never comes to his dreams, but he really hates him, so he doesn't want to come to see him.

I didn't want to leave him even a thought.

Today's snow is relatively heavy, Chen Jiguang came to a milk tea shop, his shoulders and hair were stained with snow, he didn't deal with it, but ordered two cups of milk tea.

There is no one in this bubble tea shop now, Chen Jiguang sat in a window position, and soon the waiter brought the milk tea up, he inserted the straw and did not drink it himself, but put it in the opposite position, and then lowered his head to drink his own.

The waiter next to him is not surprised, this gentleman comes back almost every once in a while, and then orders two servings of milk tea, a cup of milk tea is inserted and placed on the opposite side of the empty place, as if there is someone on the other side, which is quite weird.

Waiting until dark, Chen Jiguang left, he did not drive over, but took the bus, sat on the bus by the window, this is the position where Wen Xien had sat before, he looked at the scenery outside, and fell into a trance.

Returning to the villa in the middle of the night, Chen Jiguang turned on the light, and was stung by the strong light, he lowered his head and took off his coat.

"Chen Jiguang."

Suddenly hearing a soft and glutinous voice, Chen Jiguang's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked up at the sofa in the living room, but found that it was empty, where was there a shadow?

Chen Jiguang felt a little suffocated in his breathing, the tip of his nose was sour, and he rubbed his eyebrow bone, "It's really ......."

Over the years, he has had several hallucinations and auditory hallucinations about Wenxien.

Every time I take it seriously, but every time it's just a mirror, and it will break when I touch it.

Maybe there are too many such hallucinations, Chen Jiguang's spirit is starting to be abnormal, he sees Wen Xien every time, laughing at him, crying at him, expressionless at him, any expression, but as soon as he touches it, there is nothing.

Actually, that's good, as long as you don't touch it, won't you always be there? If self-deception can make the heart less painful.

But one day Chen Jiguang couldn't see it, there was no more, the only consolation fantasy disappeared, Chen Jiguang couldn't hold it anymore, he couldn't sleep at night, even if he took medicine, he couldn't sleep anymore, and every day after that he was very tormented.

He forced himself to eat well, but he had no appetite at all.

I forced myself to sleep well, but after lying down, I could only count the numbers in my head, and I didn't feel sleepy until dawn.

This made him several years older all of a sudden, and a person who was only in his twenties, at the age of his prime, already had several silver hairs.

On such days, Chen Jiguang's whole person was wrapped in loneliness.

The world is quietly terrifying.

I could only hear my own desperate heartbeat and breathing.

But at least at that time, he still had fantasies to support himself to live.

And now, he can't even find a target.

Even the photos were bumpy and touched by him, this torture made him particularly irritable and irritable, and a small thing could stimulate his nerves and make him crazy.

It was like this for ten years.

Year after year, he struggled alone in this mud, suffocating in pain.

I can't get through it.

Chen Jiguang looked at himself in the mirror, a few more gray hairs, and a lot of fine lines on his face, he was a little distressed, if Wen Xien was still there, he would definitely dislike him for being ugly.

He took out the album hidden in the cupboard, spread it out on the bed, changed his clothes and took a shower, then took a glass of water and put it on the bedside table, and lay back on the bed.

He pulled out a pill bottle from a drawer, filled with white pills.

After taking the water cup, Chen Jiguang raised his head and swallowed at least dozens of sleeping pills with water.

Then lie flat on the bed with your hands folded on your chest and abdomen.

The effect of the drug is onset, as if the soul is being stripped away.

The handsome man smiled softly at the corners of his lips.

His face was full of relief.

Good night

(End of chapter)