Lu Qingfan came to see me as expected. The phone calls he made yesterday were cut off one by one by the flustered Meng Siqi. It was not easy for him to support himself until the funeral without changing his expression.
What I did was indeed too much, so I don't blame him for coming to the teacher to inquire about the crime.
But I was still thinking wrong, I didn't know at that time that he came only to end all mistakes for me.
As soon as I entered, Lu Qingfan just looked at me without saying a word.
I was terrified by him, but at that moment, I had already seen the call in his eyes. A huge shadow pressed down on me, and I had nowhere to escape.
"Yesterday... I... I..." I hurriedly searched for a topic, but my throat seemed to be blocked by sundries, making me speechless.
Lu Qingfan quietly watched me flustered and bewildered.
After a while, he finally spoke.
"Jiyu, you have to calm down."
Like a pot of cold water being poured over my head, I suddenly calmed down, and I couldn't hide from it.
"Speak, I'll listen."
"He Li is dead." He said.
"Ah..." I opened my mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"Last night, he was stabbed in the heart by a boy surnamed Lin, and he was found at home in the early morning. His body was cold for a long time." Lu Qingfan stated expressionlessly.
Ah, it's Lin Ming.
He deserved what he deserved. He played with other people's feelings and finally led to such an ending. I thought so in my heart, but tears fell from my eyes.
My chest seemed to be torn, and I had to bend down.
Lu Qingfan ignored my reaction and continued, "Qiao Lang also committed suicide last night. His brother Qiao Yi gave up Qiao's house to find his ex-wife and wanted to leave together. He sent people to hunt down Qiao Yi and his ex-wife. At that time, his ex-wife's cousin was riding in a car with them, and unfortunately was implicated. Soon, Qiao Lang committed suicide by drinking a bullet in his study."
I am speechless.
How could this be, Qiao Lang...Chen Erxin...was clearly alive in front of my eyes not long ago, with warm body temperature and long breathing.
Obviously, obviously will live forever.
"Meng Siqi died too," Lu Qingfan said. "Just this morning, one of his patients died of illness. The patient's family members were unwilling to accept the reality. They argued with Meng Siqi and pushed and pushed him. He fell down the stairs and died at the scene."
I lost all strength in my knees and fell to the ground.
My body seemed to be torn apart by countless sharp claws, shattering me into pieces.
Lu Qingfan knelt down beside me, straightened my body, and made me look at him.
"Jiyu, there is one last piece of news, you must hold on." (GNs, hold on too!)
I looked up at him blankly.
"Actually, you are dead too, as early as a few hours ago, you lost your breath in your sleep." Lu Qingfan smiled at me, and gently hugged me in his arms, "That's why I came to you, we will never be separated. "
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The author has something to say: Don't take it seriously, it's just a spoof, don't give me a negative score 囧Update In the next chapter, I just want to try the magic unfolding, let the protagonist die while he godly mixes washing utensils in the cups, Thriller mixed with dog blood... don't beat me! !