Since the matter of the god of death, it has been learned that Li Si has died in the police station. Perhaps Zhang Zichu did not expect that the man who once dominated the entire dark world of Asia would end up with such a bad end.
But such an arrogant man would never think that he would be fooled by the same person.
The god of death regarded Li Si as a chess piece, and perhaps when the two reached a consensus, his chess piece had already become an abandoned piece.
Although the god of death and the magician were not found afterwards, he would not believe that the man was also ruined in the tall building that night.
He knew the god of death, that man must be planning something, he suddenly appeared and disappeared, I am afraid it was already in his plan.
However... they knew that it would be such a cunning man, but they were all fooled by him. And the price paid this time was too great.
Zhang Zichu, who had resumed his normal work, did not return home after finishing shooting a certain magazine, so he came to the back mountain of the school to see Dongfang Han.
Because he hasn't seen her for a long time. After she sent him a text message saying "I want to be alone for a while," she never contacted him again.
He knew that Jiang Junxi and his father had dealt a big blow to her. Even if she didn't say anything, he would never forget the look in Jiang Junxi's eyes that night when he stabbed her mercilessly—
That is, quite desperate and distressed.
He was jealous, angry, and even distressed. Because he understands that even if Dongfang Han never admits it orally on weekdays, the position that Jiang Junxi occupies in her heart is probably something that no one can replace.
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When Zhang Zichu sneaked into Dongfang Han's room.
Dongfang Han seemed to be asleep. Probably the reason is that the body is too weak, even someone sneaks into her room without knowing it.
He walked to her with gentle steps, turned and sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the girl on the bed.
She seemed to lose weight again, and her complexion was not very good.
"Xiaohan, did you know that this would make me very worried about you." Zhang Zichu sighed helplessly, and when he reached out to pull up the slippery quilt on her body, he noticed a slight resistance. Startled, he lowered his head and realized that Dongfang Han had actually grabbed his right hand. Can't help being taken aback again.
"... Don't go." Dongfang Han closed his eyes and said in a dream, "Love Teacher, don't leave... Don't leave me alone..." Her expression was slightly painful, and the hand holding Zhang Zichu became tighter and tighter. It was as if he was afraid that he would leave suddenly.
Seeing this, Zhang Zichu has never understood what happened to Dongfang Han in the past. He didn't believe her in the past, and he also wrote that strangers should not come near him with such a cold expression.
What is it that made her the way she is now...
"Don't worry, I won't go." Zhang Zichu lowered his head and said softly in her ear. The gentle voice made Dongfang Han who was having a nightmare slightly stretched out his frowning eyebrows.
He smiled and stretched out his other hand to gently poke away the hair scattered in front of her forehead. For the first time, he noticed that the quiet Dongfang Han at this moment, his face dyed with moonlight, lost a bit of his usual indifference , There is more softness. The faint shadows sprinkled down the contours of the face, calmly under the quiet moonlight, and the beauty was suffocating. He thought that even the best painter might not be able to portray her like this. Thinking about it, Zhang Zichu couldn't help lowering his head slowly, leaning close to her face, and a gentle kiss lightly fell on the pair of pale lips. It's just that when Zhang Zichu raised his head again, he made a sudden stop and met Dongfang Han's wide-open eyes unpreparedly...