Can You Love Me?

After Fang Ziheng finished speaking, he sighed: However, this is the first time I've seen someone sad... vomit blood? I really thought it was written in martial arts novels or acted in TV dramas...

Regarding this matter, Fang Ziheng took the attitude of a bystander.

Apart from surprise, there were no other emotions.

He couldn't understand that a person like Third Brother, who was trapped by love, could be so serious.

However, Fang Ziheng already knew about Xin Ai's death. Before Jian Zechuan came out, Mrs. Jian asked everyone who had a good relationship with Jian Zechuan to come. They all tried to persuade her, but...it was useless.

Regarding this incident, Fang Ziheng was actually very sad, but it was just sad and regretful. It was a pity that Xin Ai died, and he could no longer find his goddess.

Fang Ziheng sighed, maybe... He and Sister Xin Ai are probably destined for each other.

However, as long as the person is still there, maybe, one day, he will meet him.

Mrs. Jian began to cry: It's fine...it's fine...if something really happens to him, I really can't live...

Jian Wanjun felt uncomfortable, and patted his wife on the shoulder to comfort him: Don't cry, don't cry, Ziheng didn't say it, it's okay... This incident hit him hard, he will be sad, it's inevitable , no matter what, it’s good to let off steam a little bit, if you always suppress it, something will happen.”

Fang Ziheng also felt uncomfortable, the world is impermanent, people's fate, I really can't help it.

He never thought that Xin Ai died so suddenly!

Speaking of which, Fang Ziheng remembered the car accident on the night of September 30th last year. He even got the news on his mobile phone, glanced at it at that time, and told his colleagues that he wanted to live a long life and that it was best not to drive in the rain.

In the end... who knew, the person who died that night was actually Xin Ai.

Fang Ziheng said with relief: Auntie, don't cry. The third brother is fine. His life is absolutely guaranteed. Now let him have a good rest for a night. When he wakes up, he will be fine.

Mrs. Jane breathed a sigh of relief, her face was full of tiredness.

Fang Ziheng said: I gave my third brother some medicine to help sleep. I don't think he will be able to wake up tonight. Uncles and aunts, you should go home first. Don't worry about my third brother. I will watch over him tonight.

Mrs. Jane didn't want to leave, but she couldn't eat well or sleep well in the past three days. She was already very weak and couldn't bear it.

So, Jian Wanjun took her to stay in front of Jian Zechuan's hospital bed for a while, and then took her back.

After Fang Ziheng finished the work at hand, he opened the door and came in. There was a white porcelain pot on the bedside table, and he asked, This is...

Jian Si replied: Xin Ai's ashes.

Fang Ziheng was so frightened that his expression changed, he pointed to the urn and said, She... no... no, don't tell me this is...

Jian Si nodded: The third master dug it out with his own hands.

Fang Ziheng opened his mouth in shock: I... I'll go, third brother... is he crazy...

Digging up people's graves?

Digging a grave?

Fang Ziheng suddenly felt a little creepy, how terrible is love to do such a thing?

The third brother is the third brother, and he must be different in everything he does.

Jian Si sighed: Probably... right, since everyone is gone, can't we just let her lie down next to my sister's cemetery and be buried in the ground? Why do you have to dig people out?

The shocked expression on Fang Ziheng's face faded away a little bit: What did you just say...

Jian Si froze for a moment, I said...why do you have to ask people...

Fang Ziheng shook his head: Isn't this the previous sentence?

Just let her... lie down... next to my sister's grave... As he spoke, Jian Si's voice disappeared, and he shut his mouth tightly and dared not speak any more.

Fang Ziheng hurried up to him and asked, How many older sisters does Xin Ai have?

Jian Si realized that she...may have said the wrong thing.

But...you can't take it back if you make a mistake.

He could only raise his head, look into Fang Ziheng's eyes and say, One!

Jian Si knew that Fang Ziheng fell in love with Xin Ai's sister at first sight, and had been pestering Xin Ai to ask where her sister was.

But Xin Ai didn't say anything, probably... because he felt that if he didn't tell him, at least he still had something in his heart, and there was still hope.

Later, the third master found out and didn't tell him.

The muscles on Fang Ziheng's face were stiff, and his lips trembled, Her...what's her name...she...she...

Fang Ziheng didn't know how to speak, his tongue didn't work anymore, his mind went blank, his breath seemed to be choked, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Jian Si lowered his head and said, I'm sorry, I accidentally said the wrong thing, maybe it's best not to let you know about it, but... but... Now that I have said it, Master Fang, I can only regret it Let me tell you, that is the girl you are looking for, she...is dead too...

She...she...

Just now, Fang Ziheng was still wondering that it was strange that someone as powerful as the third brother would be overly sad and vomit blood from sadness.

Now, he knew that it was more than vomiting blood, he felt now, he felt that he was about to die.

Jian Si told Fang Ziheng: You probably don't know that Xin Ai has been looking for her sister Xin Huan, because Xin Huan disappeared suddenly at the end of April last year. The police have been looking for it for several months. If there is no news, Xin Ai has not given up. I was looking for...but, at the beginning of September last year, the police found Xin Huan's body and confirmed...she was dead.

Fang Ziheng opened his mouth, like a fish out of water, trying to inhale oxygen, but his breath became weaker and weaker.

Fang Ziheng shook his head, and finally squeezed out three words: I don't believe it...

Jian Si looked at the unconscious Jian Zechuan and said, The third master said the same thing when he first heard about Xin Ai's death.

But the fact is that it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, when a person dies, he is gone. Believe it or not, it will not change.

Fang Ziheng rushed out of the ward suddenly, and Jian Si asked two bodyguards to follow. What Fang Ziheng was about to experience was exactly what their third master was experiencing.

Love, really, can make a person alone... crazy!

...

When Jian Zechuan woke up, it was already the next day.

Jian Si watched over him all night, not daring to close his eyes.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, before the sky outside, Jian Zechuan opened his eyes.

Jian Si cheered up immediately, and asked softly, Master, you're awake, are you alright?

Jian Zechuan's face was pale and blue, he lay there without moving, just quietly looking at Jian Si,

His eyes were calm and deep, like the calm sea on a sunny day.

However, Jian Si knew that there was an undercurrent under that calmness.

In the end, Jian Si couldn't resist, and slowly stood up straight, lowered his head, and said, Third Master...I'm sorry...I made a mistake, please punish me.

From the moment he saw Xu Chaomu appear, he knew that this matter could not be hidden, and how could the third master, such a smart person, not know what he was hiding.