The child's voice suddenly sounded, startling Mingyue, who was still taking off her shoes.

How could Ji have children?

"I'm really going to die."

Her voice was sad, as if she had decided that she had heard the voice of a ghost just now.

After all, Ji will not have children.

Even if there are children who come to visit, it is impossible for them to come to the rooftop alone.

Shallow and speechless.

Qianqian didn't expect that the voice she called her would make her feel that she wanted to die even more.

But is this also an opportunity?

Shallow lightened his pace, and rubbed a little bit to Mingyue, who was crawling to the edge of the rooftop.

While she wasn't paying attention, she pulled the person down.

"Let go of me! Aren't you a ghost? Why do you care about other people's lives and deaths?! ”

Mingyue struggled frantically, but she couldn't break away from the little body that was holding her.

She became more and more convinced that it was a ghost who was holding her.

How can a normal child have so much strength?

"Let me die! Let me die! I can't live anymore, what's the point of my life without Xiaolang? ”

"For the sake of a man, you have to seek death and life?"

Ming Yue choked, and said to him: "Aren't you a child ghost?" Why did it become a man's voice? ”

"I didn't speak."

Lying shallow on the ground, he tilted his head back, and saw Qiao Wenyan's face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"How did you end up here?"

Wasn't he just stopping himself from saving people?

Qiao Wenyan choked angrily: "I'm not afraid that you will be taken down together, and Ji Muyan will let me accompany you even if he is angry?" ”

He pursed his lips and smiled, but did not speak.

Qiao Wenyan didn't want to hear her answer, so he stepped forward and picked up Mingyue, who was pressed on Qianqian's body.

"Qiao Wenyan? What are you doing here? ”

Qiao Wenyan dragged Mingyue to the rooftop gate, and Qianqian also got up and followed.

"What are you doing?"

Ming Yue suddenly broke away from Qiao Wenyan's hand, and was about to run to the rooftop again.

But these were also dragged back directly by the shallow.

"Sister, don't die, if you die, you will find that you are still not liberated."

"People who commit suicide for love will only keep repeating the actions of death in the place of death, and if they don't get liberation, they will be even more painful."

Mingyue was not frightened by the shallow words, she was just saying: "But the person who supported me to live is gone, how can I live?" ”

"You can live for yourself, huh?"

Shallow is completely unable to understand why he should use others as motivation for his own life.

"I'm an orphan, it was Xiao Lang who picked me up and took me to live with me, if it weren't for him, I would have died a long time ago, and now that he is dead, my life should also go with him."

Touched her shallowly, turned her head and sniffed it under her nose, and muttered in a low voice: "Oh no, it's the smell of love brain." ”

Qiao Wenyan couldn't hold back and laughed.

Glared at him shallowly, then turned his head and began to persuade from the perspective of the love brain.

"Sister, what do you think, that Xiaolang saved you just to let you live, didn't he die accidentally, then he loves you so much, how could he be willing to let you go with him?"

"But if I had lived to be eighty or ninety years old, wouldn't he have waited for me for fifty or sixty years on the Lethe Bridge? How lonely is he? ”

Qiao Wenyan said coldly on the side: "I don't know if he's lonely or not, but you're stupid, I know." ”

"What did you say?!" Mingyue was anxious.

"I said that you are stupid, the ancients said that you want to see people in life, and you must see corpses in death, people give you an ash altar with white ashes, and I believe that it is Zhao Lang who is dead, I have never seen you so stupid!"

"People are fake deaths, you still have to die with a real one, you are still sincere."

Qiao Wenyan put aside his face, as if he didn't want to get involved with Mingyue's love brain at all.

"What is fake death, why did Xiao Lang fake his death? Uncle and aunt turned white overnight because of his death, how could he fake his death? ”

"Because people once flew up the branches and became phoenixes, but they didn't want to take your group of chickens and dogs to heaven together."

Mingyue was directly detonated by Qiao Wenyan's words that disrespected the deceased: "You are talking nonsense! ”

"Am I talking nonsense? Ha! ”

Qiao Wenyan was also annoyed by Mingyue, and she didn't think about anything else, so she walked to her and Qianqian's side with her mobile phone.

"Take a closer look, is this man with a butterfly birthmark on his collarbone the bullshit you're looking for?!"

"You just talk nonsense, spend your days in that dark conference room, and expect you to say anything good?"

Mingyue looked at Qiao Wenyan's mobile phone screen with anger, and then, she couldn't say a word of her personal attack on Qiao Wenyan.

Although the man on the screen looks a little different from Xiao Lang, the birthmark on the collarbone, the tooth mark on the wrist, and every move are all telling her, I am Zhao Lang.

"How so? How can it be? ”

She trembled uncontrollably, raised her eyes and asked Qiao Wenyan, "Is this really Xiaolang?" How did you find him? ”

Qiao Wenyan flicked his nails and said lightly: "What I see, I can see, you can't see." ”

"But why? He annoyed me, just dumped me, why did he fake his death, why did he make his uncle and aunt so sad? ”

Ming Yue was obviously stunned by this truth, and had no ability to think at all, so she could only throw out one question after another.

"I don't know about this, if you want to find the answer, put on your shoes and find it yourself, if you still don't want to live now, then I'll drag the shallow away and jump off the building by yourself."

Qiao Wen did what he said, and reached out to pull shallow to his side.

"Shallow, give me your hand."

looked at Ming Yue shallowly, then at Qiao Wenyan, thought for a while, and let go of the hand that was holding Ming Yue.

Since she can save Mingyue once, she can save it a second time.

She just wanted to gamble on whether Mingyue, who knew the truth, would cheer up, or break down and commit suicide directly.

Mingyue noticed that the force that bound her was gone, and she turned her wrist and turned around to walk to the rooftop.

His shallow eyes shrank, and he got up and ran to the rooftop.

But what she feared didn't happen.

Mingyue stood on a high place and looked at the scenery outside, then picked up the pair of high heels she had taken off and put them back on.

"Dog stuff."

Ming Yue smashed tears on the ground and scolded Zhao Lang fiercely.

"Thank you."

She bowed earnestly and gratefully to Qianqian and Qiao Wenyan, and stepped on her high heels and walked off the rooftop.

Looking at the thin but tough back, he suddenly felt that Mingyue would really live to be eighty or ninety years old.

Then be a cool granny.

When Mingyue's figure disappeared completely, he looked at Qiao Wenyan lightly and seriously: "So how did you know that sister's boyfriend didn't die?" ”