He still remembers the scene on the day the photo was taken as if it were yesterday.

He has imagined many possibilities for the future, but there is no one like today.

Ji Changmu put the photo in the pocket of his windbreaker and opened the drawer of the safe.

There was a small black silenced pistol in the drawer. Ji Changmu took out his pistol and put it on his waist, turned around and left the study.

He had just woken up from a serious illness. He was weak and could not walk a few steps. His eyes were dim and his heart was throbbing.

Holding back the pain, Ji Changmu hailed a car and headed to London.

Along the way, Ji Changmu's face remained pale and calm, like the deep black water. In the eyes of others, there was only endless peace.

The rain in London was really heavy. The heavy rain was like seawater pouring down from the sky, flooding the whole city.

It was slipping on a rainy day. The driver drove very slowly and muttered: "It's raining really hard. It's been a long time since I've seen such heavy rain in London. It's easy to cause accidents in this kind of weather."

"Drive faster." Ji Changmu's voice was hoarse and low.

The sky was dark and the lanterns were starting to turn on, and the city was already immersed in the interplay of light, shadow and water waves.

"Sir, you can't drive any faster. It's raining so hard today. It's easy to get into trouble if you drive any faster."

"I told you to drive faster!" Ji Changmu knew that he was very close to the hospital. If he got closer, he would be able to see Qiao Muyuan.

The little girl feels so lonely in the hospital alone. She must really want someone to accompany her and stay with her forever...

The closer the distance, the faster Ji Changmu's heartbeat.

The driver saw the gloomy expression on the man in the back seat and didn't dare to say anything, so he had to speed up the car slightly.

The car passed through the rain curtain, and all the rainwater fell on the car body, and the wipers were of little use.

Such heavy rain and darkness are like a woven dream, with no way forward.

Ji Changmuduo hopes this is a dream. How could something happen to Qiao Muyuan... How could it...

His heart ached again, and he clutched his heart, his throat feeling fishy.

This time he didn't vomit blood, but he had a severe headache. He just wanted to see Qiao Muyuan as soon as possible. As long as she waited a little longer, he could go over and accompany her.

This time, he will stay with her forever. Although they can no longer be buried together, at least she will not be alone in the afterlife.

She was timid and afraid of the cold, how could she walk the dark and lonely road to hell alone, so he went to accompany her...

Ji Changmu never thought that they would be together in this way.

She hated him so much, but now, all the grudges and entanglements in this life have gone with the wind, and there will be no more entanglements.

Just like two kite strings, they are entangled again and again, but this time, the starting point is the end point.

I don't know how long it took, but the driver finally parked the car in the parking lot of the hospital. He sweated a lot and didn't dare to look at the face of the man in the back seat. This man's face was pale, which made him very scared.

"Sir, we're here."

Ji Changmu paid the money, walked out of the parking lot without holding an umbrella, and strode into the rain.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and he didn't care at all. This time, he had no intention of leaving alive.

He stepped into the rain with his leather shoes, and the drops of rain instantly wet his clothes, like a basin of water pouring from the sky. He was soon soaked through, and his long dark gray windbreaker became heavy.

Staring sharply and deeply ahead, he walked forward step by step.

Ah Yuan... don't be afraid, he is coming...

He came to accompany her.
Chapter completed!