Watching the same video, Qiao Zhixing and Qiao Muyuan have completely different mentality.

Qiao Zhixing looked leisurely. He looked at the screen for a while and then looked at Qiao Muyuan's expression. He supported his chin with his fist and his eyes were calm.

Qiao Muyuan was not very calm. Why did Ji Changmu appear in the operating room of this hospital? Why was he soaked?

Moreover, the man in the video has a ferocious expression, his whole face is gloomy, his lips are white, and his eyes are red, as if he is experiencing a disaster after recovering from a serious illness.

He directly held the hand of the "corpse" on the operating table.

Qiao Muyuan trembled, and his heart beat violently: "What... is he doing?"

Qiao Zhixing remained silent and just glanced at the screen lightly. The props were quite realistic, so just don't scare his timid sister.

A chill ran down Qiao Muyuan's spine, and he froze in place for a moment, at a loss. Only one pair of eyes kept staring at the man on the screen.

"A Yuan...I'll accompany you...I'm here to accompany you."

Qiao Muyuan's pupils dilated, he was calling "A Yuan"!

He's calling her!

Suddenly, Qiao Muyuan understood that Ji Changmu thought the person on the operating table was her, and why he thought he was her... Qiao Muyuan turned to stare at Qiao Zhixing.

Qiao Zhixing shrugged and quickly moved away from Qiao Muyuan.

You shouldn't hit him, right? My sister isn't stupid either. She seems to have understood the cause and effect.

Qiao Muyuan withdrew his sharp gaze and turned to look at the screen.

The man's voice was hoarse and he kept talking intermittently.

"A Yuan, I know you hate me. I hate that I gave you a lot of hopes and promises but failed to fulfill them in the end. I also hate myself for letting you down in this life. A Yuan, I don't ask for your forgiveness. I only ask for your forgiveness."

...Don't ignore me on the road to hell, let me walk with you... We have all been let down in this life, and I will never appear in front of you again in the next life."

"I will not let you leave this world alone. You are afraid of the dark and timid. I will accompany you...don't be afraid...A Yuan."

"Ayuan, a person like me doesn't deserve your love, but I still want to tell you that I love you, and I have only loved you in this life."

The room was unusually quiet, and Qiao Muyuan's breathing seemed to have stopped.

She clearly heard every word Ji Changmu said.

She had always thought that Ji Changmu was a man who was good at calculations and profound, but when faced with Qiao Zhixing's little prank, she lost all her reason and her emotions collapsed in an instant.

And all this was just because... he mistakenly recognized the "corpse" on the operating table as her.

Ji Changmu kept holding the "woman's" hand, his eyes full of sadness and his heart ashen, like a pool of water that dried up in an instant and never left any ripples.

Qiao Muyuan's mind was buzzing, and she stared at the man on the screen until he lifted the white cloth.

He wanted to see her one last time.

Qiao Muyuan knew it was a prop, but he still held it in his heart.

When the white cloth was lifted, it was revealed to be an unrecognizable prop. The wounds and blood were so realistic that even Qiao Muyuan was shocked.

Ji Changmu vomited blood and spit out a mouthful of blood without taking a second look.

Qiao Muyuan was trembling all over, his whole body was cold and his blood was flowing backwards.

In fact, as long as he was a little more careful and rational, he would have discovered the problem, but all his rationality had collapsed.

The pistol fell to his feet.

Qiao Muyuan had never seen Ji Changmu so out of control.
Chapter completed!