"A Yuan, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you." Ji Changmu's voice was calm and calm, showing an ethereal spirit without sadness or joy, "I won't let you leave this world alone, you are afraid of the dark and brave

Xiao, I will accompany you...don't be afraid...A Yuan."

The pistol fell to the ground at some point. Ji Changmu lowered his head and touched the gun on the ground with his right hand.

Suddenly, a foot stepped on the gun and pressed it tightly.

Ji Changmu, who was half-crouching, calmed down his expression, raised his head, and the figure of Qiao Zhixing appeared in his pupils.

Qiao Zhixing was wearing a simple sweater and dressed normally. He didn't feel tired or tired from the long journey, nor did he feel the grief of losing a loved one. His face was very quiet.

Qiao Zhixing?

Shouldn't he be on a plane to London, which won't arrive for at least ten hours?

For a moment, Ji Changmu seemed to understand something, his pupils tightened, and he suddenly stood up.

The man's eyes were red, his eyes were fixed on Qiao Zhixing, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and finally there were intense emotional fluctuations on his face.

Ji Changmu reached out and grabbed Qiao Zhixing's collar and got angry: "Qiao Zhixing, you lied to me?! You fucking lied to me?!"

After saying that, without waiting for Qiao Zhixing to respond, Ji Changmu's tears suddenly fell down again... It was all fake, Qiao Zhixing was lying to him.

Nothing happened to his Ah Yuan, he was fine.

It was Qiao Zhixing who was lying to him!

It's all fake.

Ji Changmu's emotions fluctuated violently, with great sorrow and great joy all condensed in silent tears.

It was Qiao Zhixing who was lying to him.

Qiao Zhixing didn't buy his fault, put aside his hand and sneered: "Ji Changmu, you really don't know what is good and what is good, you insist on going your own way, you are self-righteous and arrogant."

Ji Changmu lowered his hands dejectedly, he admitted it, he admitted it all.

As long as his A Yuan is still alive and well.

He asked hoarsely: "Where is A Yuan? Where is A Yuan?"

"If you want to know where she is, just go find her. Why are you asking me?!"

Ji Changmu turned to look at the operating table!

He stepped forward and lifted up the entire white cloth. His mind went blank amidst the emotional ups and downs. He didn't pay attention to any details at all, and he didn't dare to look at the unrecognizable A Yuan.

Now, if you look closely, the person lying on the operating table is not a human at all, but a very realistic medical prop.

In other words, if the door of the operating room is open from the beginning, it is a scam. How can there be an operating room that is blatantly open?

Also, the doctor who stopped him when he entered was also a "liar". If he were a real doctor, he would go out to find security and police immediately.

Unfortunately, he was surrounded by violent emotions and lost all rationality and judgment.

He also trusted Qiao Zhixing too much.

Ji Changmu looked at Qiao Zhixing, who had a cold face, and Qiao Zhixing was also looking at him.

To be honest, this was the first time Qiao Zhixing saw the ups and downs of emotions on Ji Changmu's face. He had never seen it before.

Their eyes met, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

Ji Changmu also gradually calmed down his emotions, and his rationality returned little by little.

"Qiao Zhixing, you are awesome, you are joking with me about this kind of thing." There was still a trace of blood on the corner of his lips, and he looked extremely helpless but speechless.

"Ji Changmu, if I want to blame you, it's because you are too conceited."

"Did you hear everything just now? How long have you been waiting for me outside?"

"I saw you from the moment you got off the bus."

"Qiao Zhixing, are you afraid that I will really shoot you?"
Chapter completed!