Ye Fangang wanted to say that he had no tools and wanted to find someone to help him. Suddenly a sarcasm came from behind him.
"You can die without saving, why can't she?"
Ye Fan was taken aback, turned around, and met Huo Jingyan's smiling eyes.
He Ruoqian was so frightened that he didn't even dare to cry: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I never dare to do it again, please forgive me!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan finally knew something, and looked at He Ruoqian suspiciously: "Ruoqian, what is going on?"
He Ruoqian dared to mention it again, shook his head and begged for mercy.
Huo Jingyan's exquisite and picturesque face smiled badly: "This woman who claims to be your friend, she knows that the surname Song is not good for you, but she doesn't tell you. She also watched you being taken away by him, and returned afterwards. I don't know how to repent, do you want to save this kind of person?"
He said that when he finds the woman, he will chop her up and feed the dog, but now he has changed his mind.
Ye Fan's pupils suddenly widened, and he looked at He Ruoqian incredulously: "Is this... true?"
He Ruoqian did not dare to look at her. Fortunately, her hair blocked her sight, making it impossible to see the panic in her eyes.
"Fanfan, we are friends, you will forgive me, right? I was... I was just a ghost obsessed with my heart. I never thought of hurting you, and you are not good now? You will forgive me, right? We are friends and you will forgive me."
Ye Fanchui's hands on both sides clenched tightly into fists, and she couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or anger. She valued her friends, because she had no relatives, so she had always been willing to treat friends with heart and lungs, but now Someone hurt her in the name of a friend.
"Fanfan, you will forgive me, right? I was just too scared at the time. I didn't know what to do. I didn't mean it. Really, I believe you. You will forgive me. We are friends!"
Ye Fan looked down at her, his face a little pale, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face: "Yes, we are friends, but so what? You are not hurting me under the banner of a friend."
He Ruoqian: "I said I didn't mean it, why you don't want to believe me, are you like them, you have always looked down on me, I know what I do is not as good as you, you know that I am coward. I'm so scared. You are all right now. Why do you still refuse to forgive me? Have you never regarded me as your friend, or why would you refuse to forgive me."
Ye Fan lowered his head and said nothing, and fell silent.
But everyone can see that the sadness and loneliness that slowly flowed out of her, as if she was the only one left in the whole world, or that she was abandoned by the whole world.
Huo Jingyan frowned slightly. Originally, he wanted to see how she knew how it was to be betrayed by a friend. He thought he would be very happy, but now he was very uncomfortable and even faintly angry.
I can't wait to go over and screw off the head of the disgusting woman.
He laughed sarcastically: "This is the first time I have seen such a brazen person. She is neither your father nor your mother. Why is she used to you? It is her great honor to say that she is friends with you. Who Give your face, a friend like you who stabbed a knife in the back, don’t forget it, save yourself the need to guard against stabbing yourself when you think about it. It’s terrible to think about it."
Ye Fan's face became paler and paler, but the raised eyes were extremely calm. The slightly too long bangs blocked her eyebrows, but He Ruoqian could see clearly.
"Ye Fan..." He Ruoqian immediately became guilty.
Ye Fan looked away and looked at Huo Jingyan: "Can I handle it by myself?"
Huo Jingyan's eyebrows tightened: "What do you want to do?"
Ye Fan walked over, passed him, and walked to the two male servants holding shovels behind him, "borrow the shovels for a use."
The male servant looked at Huo Jingyan subconsciously, saw that Huo Jingyan's expression was gloomy and didn't stop him, so he hurriedly handed the shovel to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took a shovel to dig for He Ruoqian. He Ruoqian cried with excitement: "I knew... I knew that Fanfan would forgive me."
There is a strong confidence and pride in his tone.
But her confidence and pride deeply pierced Huo Jingyan's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Fan.
"Dead woman, do you know what you are doing?"
Be angry!
Ye Fan seemed to have not heard it, digging in the soil blankly and ignoring that he still had injuries. After digging a few times, he was already sweating profusely, his legs became weak, and his arms hurt even more. It must be trembling.
She stopped, gasping for breath.
He Ruoqian urged her regardless, "Why did you stop, dig quickly, as long as you dig me out, we will remain friends."
Ye Fan didn't respond, resting on his shovel.
Huo Jingyan really couldn't see it, the raging anger in his heart was burning, he walked over aggressively, grabbed the shovel from Ye Fan's hand, and wished to take the shovel to He Ruoqian's head.
"Dead woman, are you going to piss me off?" Huo Jingyan almost didn't come up in a breath, and coughed up: "It was my idea to bury her. No one can dig her out without my permission."
Ye Fan's pale face was expressionless: "I want to deal with it myself."
Huo Jingyan threw the shovel aside, grabbed her wrist and dragged it back, and the blue veins on her forehead protruded: "You go back to me."
Ye Fan didn't struggle either, just lowered his head, soft rake hair covering his forehead, and the tips of his hair were soaked in sweat, looking weak and pitiful.
"Ye Fan, you can't go, don't go..." He Ruoqian yelled.
"You shut up." Huo Jingyan turned around and glared at her, then looked at the housekeeper Xu, and ordered: "Look at her so strong, the water and food will be halved."
"Ah-you can't do this, Ye Fan, save me quickly." He Ruoqian asked Ye Fan for help.
Ye Fan looked up at Huo Jingyan, and said calmly, "Let her go."
"You..." Huo Jingyan was furious, but seeing her pale face and cold body, gritted her teeth: "I can let her go, but you don't regret it. I will tell you a dead woman. If there is another next time, I will definitely watch you die."
Ye Fan didn't care, nor would he be angry. Even her friends could die without saving, let alone him.
He Ruoqian was overjoyed, and even more proud, she knew that people who lacked love like Ye Fan were the most softhearted.
But she forgot that even the soft-hearted people have a bottom line.
He Ruoqian was dug out, because he was buried for too long, both hands and legs were lying on the ground feebly, but the feeling of rebirth made He Ruoqian cry with joy: "Fanfan, I know you will save me. ."
Ye Fan walked to her and squatted down and pulled the hair out of her forehead. His expressionless face was slightly cold: "He Ruoqian, from now on, we will no longer be friends."