"Ayuan, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you."

"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."

At this time, Ji Changmu picked up the pistol on the ground.

"No." Qiao Muyuan blurted out.

She was shocked that Ji Changmu actually wanted to commit suicide.

Just when Ji Changmu was about to pick up the gun on the ground, Qiao Zhixing, who was already waiting in the operating room, stepped on his pistol!

Qiao Muyuan's heart was up and down. She closed her eyes and her throat was clogged. Then she realized... her heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

What followed was the conversation between Qiao Zhixing and Ji Changmu. She listened intermittently, her mind at a loss and her vision blurred.

Qiao Zhixing saw her face turned pale and quickly grabbed her hand. Only then did he realize that Qiao Muyuan's hand was cold, colder than the winter ice.

"Sister..." he shouted, but he didn't panic.

Qiao Muyuan didn't come back to his senses for a long time, as if his soul had been taken away. There was only a vague blur in front of his eyes, and there was moist moisture in his eyes.

The video ends with Ji Changmu leaving the operating room.

Qiao Zhixing turned off the USB flash drive and put it away. He promised Ji Changmu that this was a secret between the two of them.

But now, he didn't keep his promise, and there was no need to.

There was only the faint sound of Qiao Zhixing in the bedroom. Qiao Muyuan was completely numb, and his heart had lost consciousness.

The scene she just saw was swirling in her mind. She had never seen Ji Changmu like that, never.

"Sister." Qiao Zhixing called again and shook her hand, "Sister, your hands are so cold. Let me pour you a glass of water."

Qiao Zhixing poured her a glass of warm water and helped her sit down.

His emotions suddenly collapsed. Qiao Muyuan covered his face with one hand and sobbed silently: "Ji Changmu...is he sick?"

Even if... the person lying on the operating table was really her, he shouldn't commit suicide because she didn't want him to accompany her.

"sister……"

"Sister." Qiao Zhixing called out again, "I'm sorry, I lied to him."

"Qiao Zhixing!" Qiao Muyuan turned away, his face lowered, his eyes sparkling with water, "Do you know the consequences of failure?! If he shoots himself in advance, do you know what it will be like?

What kind of consequences?! Qiao Zhixing, do you know! It’s fun for you to play so big, isn’t it?”

"Ah..." Qiao Zhixing was innocent and aggrieved. He never expected to be lectured by his own sister, "I, I didn't expect him to commit suicide. I thought I tricked him into coming here. At most, I just wanted to see him shed tears...

When he entered the operating room with a gun, I realized something was wrong. He was always watching. The probability of something happening was very low, very low..."

"Sister, even if he really shoots himself, he will die if he dies. Aren't you very annoying..."

"Qiao Zhixing!" Qiao Muyuan's eyes were red, staring coldly at his younger brother who was playing with fire.

Qiao Zhixing realized that the problem was big.

Although he really didn't expect Ji Changmu to have suicidal thoughts, when he discovered the signs, he had already controlled the risk factor so that Ji Changmu would not succeed in committing suicide.

What's more, it's okay, Ji Changmu is still fine.

Besides... doesn't my sister hate him very much?

Qiao Zhixing was extremely wronged, but he was obedient and did not dare to refute.

Where did he go wrong... There was nothing wrong with him.

Judging from her sister's reaction, she doesn't seem to dislike Ji Changmu that much.
Chapter completed!