Even a regular car accident can make a splash on the Internet.

What's more, it's an artist like Chu Jiu.

However, because of Wan Chi's quick move, it didn't cause too much turmoil on the Internet.

Journalists, on their part, also achieved a total lockdown.

Wan Qiyan, who came back after drawing blood, saw such a scene.

Chu Xi, who was originally sitting on the chair, was squatting on the ground at this time, looking at the closed door with a somewhat empty look.

Not a word, not even a tear ever fell.

It's very quiet.

In this way, she made him see a sense of loneliness that the whole world was about to leave her, and her surroundings seemed to be filled with a pool of stagnant water and black fog, and the dead silence emanating from the black fog was particularly terrifying.

My heart felt like I was being grabbed by something, and it hurt so much.

"Little Xi'er"

An anxious cry came out of a deep voice.

It seems that if you are slow for a second, you will not be able to melt into the barrier erected by the black mist.

The pace is getting closer.

Squatting down, he looked at her with black eyes full of worry.

"Little Xi'er"

Again, cautiously speaking.

His eyes were even more intense on her.

I'm afraid that the slightest accident will happen.

Wan Qiyan's voice also brought back Chu Xi, who was originally immersed in his own world.

As soon as he came back to his senses, his eyes were a little dazed, and he turned from the closed door to Wan Qiyan beside him.

That's right.

This is not the real world.

Mom has long since left.

Like Xiao Qi, he entered the operating room the same, the door was closed, and he was waiting alone.

At that time, she waited, waited, waited.

Finally, the door opened.

It's just that the door opens, and what awaits me is my mother's body.

Look at the familiar door again.

She had the hope that the door would never be opened.

As long as the door doesn't open.

The expectation in my heart will never disappear.

She was afraid that when the door opened, the doctor inside would come out and say comforting words to herself.

If that's the case, she hopes the door won't be opened for the rest of her life.

In this way, she made Wan Qiyan more and more uneasy.

"Little Xi'er"

He shouted again, his voice full of anxiety.

"Wan Qianyan."

After a long time, the silent Chu Xi finally spoke up.

"I'm here."

The voice was still cautious, for fear of scaring her.

"I want to kill Song Xingcheng."

The picture of the car driving over and crashing into Xiao Qi kept repeating in Chu Xi's mind.

also made her regret every minute and every second, regretting why she didn't run a few steps faster at that time, as long as she ran a few steps faster at that time, Xiao Qi's child would not be bumped into.

The beautiful face looked extraordinarily cold, seven simple words, and the indifference in his eyes let Wan Qiyan know.

She's serious.

She really wanted to kill Song Xingcheng.

If the current Song Xingcheng really appeared here, he would definitely be killed by Chu Xi himself.

"Okay, let Wan Chi come here, don't dirty your hands."

For Song Xingcheng, Wan Qiyan will naturally not let go.

The words that came out were obviously not perfunctory, but true.

A person like him, who once survived licking a knife, is naturally extraordinary.

His serious words made Chu Xi move.

The look in his eyes also had a little more look, and there was a little trace of expression on his face.

She also knows the cruel methods of the boss.

He said that if he asked Wan Chi to do it, he would definitely let Wan Chi do it.