After Fang Ziheng finished speaking, he sighed: "However, this is the first time I have seen someone sad... vomiting blood? I used to really think that it was written in martial arts novels and acted in TV series... "
Regarding this matter, Fang Ziheng had a bystander attitude.
Apart from surprise, there are no other emotions.
He couldn't understand that someone like Third Brother could be so trapped by love.
However, Fang Ziheng already knew about Xin Ai's death. Before Jian Zechuan came out, Mrs. Jian asked everyone who had a good relationship with Jian Zechuan to come. They all tried to persuade her, but... it was of no use.
Fang Ziheng was actually very sad about this matter, but he was just sad and regretful. It was a pity that Xin Ai died and he could no longer find his goddess.
Fang Ziheng sighed, maybe... he and sister Xin Ai were probably destined to have no connection.
However, as long as the person is still there, maybe one day we can meet him or her.
Mrs. Jian started to cry: "As long as it's okay... As long as it's okay... If something happens to him, I really can't live anymore..."
Jian Wanjun felt uncomfortable and patted his wife's shoulder to comfort him: "Don't cry, don't cry. Didn't Ziheng say it's okay... This incident will hit him hard and he will be sad. This is inevitable. No matter what, it's good to be able to vent a little bit, but it's always suppressed.
Something will really happen. "
Fang Ziheng also felt uncomfortable. Things in the world are unpredictable, and people's lives are really not up to them.
He never expected that Xin Ai would die so suddenly!
Speaking of which, Fang Ziheng remembered the car accident on the night of September 30 last year. He also saw the news on his mobile phone. He glanced at it and told his colleagues that if he wanted to live a long life, it was best not to drive when it rained.
As a result...who would have known that the person who died that night turned out to be Xin Ai.
Fang Ziheng comforted him and said, "Auntie, please don't cry. Third brother is fine. His life is absolutely guaranteed. Now let him have a good night's rest. When he wakes up, he will be well."
Mrs. Jian took a breath, her face full of fatigue.
Fang Ziheng said: "I gave third brother some medicine to help him sleep. He may not be able to wake up tonight. Uncle and aunt, you should go home first. Don't worry about third brother. I will guard him tonight."
Mrs. Jian didn't want to leave, but she couldn't eat well or sleep well in the past three days, and her body was already very weak and she couldn't bear it.
So, Jian Wanjun took her to stay in front of Jian Zechuan's hospital bed for a while, and then took her back.
After finishing the work at hand, Fang Ziheng opened the door and came in. There was a white porcelain jar on the bedside table and asked: "This is..."
Jian Si replied: "Xin Ai's ashes."
Fang Ziheng was so frightened that his face changed. He pointed at the urn and said, "She... no... no, don't tell me."
I am..."
Jian Si nodded: "The third master dug it out with his own hands."
Fang Ziheng opened his mouth in shock: "I... I'll go, Third Brother, he... is crazy..."
Did you dig up all the people's graves
Digging a grave
Fang Ziheng suddenly felt a little creepy. How terrible is love to do such a thing
The third brother is the third brother, and he must be different in everything he does.
Jian Si sighed: "Probably... right? Since the person is gone, can't we just let her lie down beside her sister's grave and be buried in peace? Why do we have to dig up the person?"
The shocked expression on Fang Ziheng's face faded away little by little: "What did you just say..."
Jian was stunned for a moment, "I said... why do you have to kill people..."
Fang Ziheng shook his head: "Isn't this the previous sentence?"
"Let her... lie down beside... my sister's grave..." As he spoke, Jian Si's voice disappeared, and he tightened his mouth and did not dare to speak any more.
Fang Ziheng walked up to him quickly and asked, "How many sisters does Xin Ai have?"
Jian Si realized that he...may have said the wrong thing.
But...you can't take it back if you make a mistake.
He could only raise his head, look into Fang Ziheng's eyes and say, "One!"
Jian Si knew that Fang Ziheng fell in love with sister Xin Ai at first sight and had been pestering Xin Ai to ask her where her sister was.
But Xin Ai didn't say it, probably... he felt, no
Tell him that at least he still has a thought in his heart and still has hope.
Later, the third master found out and didn't tell him.
The muscles on Fang Ziheng's face were stiff and his lips trembled a little, "Her... what's her name... she... she..."
Fang Ziheng didn't know how to speak, his tongue didn't work anymore, his mind went blank, his breathing seemed to be strangled, and he couldn't make a sound.
Jian Si lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally said the wrong thing. Maybe it's best not to let you know about it, but... But... Now that I've said it, Master Fang, I can only tell you with regret. You, that is the girl you are looking for, she... is also dead... "
"She...she..."
Just now, Fang Ziheng had been wondering. It was really strange that someone as powerful as Third Brother could be so sad that he would vomit blood.
Now, he knew that it was more than just vomiting blood. He now felt that he was about to die.
Jian Si told Fang Ziheng: "You probably don't know that Xin Ai has been looking for her sister Xin Huan because Xin Huan suddenly disappeared at the end of April last year. The police searched for several months to find no news, but Xin Ai did not give up. Looking for... However, in early September last year, the police found Xin Huan's body and determined... that she was dead."
Fang Ziheng opened his mouth, like a fish out of water, trying to think
He breathed in oxygen, but his breath became weaker and weaker.
Fang Ziheng shook his head and finally squeezed out three words: "I don't believe it..."
Jian Si looked at the unconscious Jian Zechuan and said, "The third master said the same thing when he first learned about Xin Ai's death."
But the fact is that it doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not. When a person dies, he or she is gone. Whether you believe it or not, it will not change.
Fang Ziheng suddenly rushed out of the ward, and Jian Si asked two bodyguards to follow him. What Fang Ziheng was going to experience was exactly what their third master was going through.
Love, really, can make a person... crazy!
…
When Jian Zechuan woke up, it was already the next day.
Jian Si stayed up all night watching him, not daring to close his eyes.
At 5 o'clock in the morning, it was still dark outside, and Jian Zechuan opened his eyes.
Jian Si immediately cheered up and asked softly: "Third Master, you are awake. Are you okay?"
Jian Zechuan's face was pale and a little blue. He lay still and just looked at Jian Si and Jian Si quietly.
His eyes were calm and deep, like the calm sea on a sunny day.
However, Jian Si knew that there was an undercurrent under that calmness.
In the end, Jian Si couldn't resist. He slowly stood up straight, lowered his head and said, "Third Master... I'm sorry... I was wrong. Please punish me."
From the moment he saw Xu Chaomu appear, he knew that this matter could not be hidden, and how could Third Master, such a smart man, not know what he was hiding.
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