Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

"President Li, Gu Wanqiu is really dead." When He Tian called Li Jinxing, he always called "Boss" this time, he called "President Li"

The tone was not serious like usual, he didn't blink his eyes, he looked at Li Jinxing fixedly, and told him so firmly.

Li Jinxing opened his mouth like a fish stranded on the shore. He tried to deny it, but found that he couldn't say a word. His heart seemed to be tied by an iron chain, which became tighter and tighter. Because of the pain, he subconsciously let go Zhou Yi, covering his chest instead.

His heart was still beating, but why did he feel like it had stopped suffocating?

Both feet staggered back uncontrollably, as if they had slipped, Zhou Yi stood in front of him, helped him up quickly, and sat him on the chair.

These unacceptable realities can only be digested slowly by himself, and no matter how much others say, they cannot explain them.

Now we can only see when Li Jinxing can accept it.

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When He Tian got the news that "Gu Wanqiu is dead", his hands and feet went limp for a while, his mind went blank, he couldn't think for a while, and didn't know how to tell Li Jinxing at all.

It's definitely not okay to muddle through. This matter can't be delayed until the first day of the junior high school, and Li Jinxing even set a week for them.

A long-term pain is worse than a short-term pain. It is better to know it later than to know it early. Anyway, it will be a matter of time. He turned a cold face, drank a can of Red Bull, cheered up, and set off with Zhou Yi to "Qiu Le Manor"

I was mentally prepared along the way, and I was thinking about how to tell Li Jinxing tactfully about this so that he would not be impulsive or irritable.

This feeling is like putting your hand into an iron cage to feed a ferocious beast, and you must be prepared to be bitten off at any time.

He thought that his psychological ability to resist pressure should be fine, and he could speak out, but when facing Li Jinxing, he still softened and flinched, and finally it was up to Zhou Yi to speak.

How calm Li Jinxing was before, how furious he is now, the expressions of the two formed a sharp contrast, as if they had become two people in an instant.

Afraid that Li Jinxing would make a move against Zhou Yi, He Tian stared closely at Li Jinxing's hand. The veins on his arm were bulging. It looked terrifying and full of strength. If a fist hit him in the face, it would probably disfigure him.

Suddenly there was a sound beside him, breaking the stalemate, He Tian glanced over, and Aunt Liu, who was standing at the kitchen door just now, fell to the ground with her eyes tightly closed, unconscious.

He Tian had a very good impression of Sister Liu, she was a very gentle woman, seeing her suddenly collapsed, He Tian panicked and couldn't care less about being strict, so he hurried over to hug Aunt Liu.

He also slowly regained his composure, and began to methodically make phone calls to arrange for a car to take Sister Liu to the hospital, during which time he observed Sister Liu's condition.

He probably fainted because he heard "Gu Wanqiu is dead" because he couldn't accept it for a while, and there is no danger yet.

After sending Mrs. Liu to the hospital, He Tian looked back and saw that Li Jinxing was also slumped on the chair, as if a marionette had lost its support. There was a layer of mist, and he stared blankly at the back of his hand, as if his soul had left and went somewhere.

He Tian looked at him worriedly, and called out in a trembling voice: "Boss."

With a single sound, he was pulled back, Li Jinxing blinked, and a tear fell from his eye socket, and shattered onto the back of his hand.

He Tian was stunned for a moment, he had known Li Jinxing for quite a long time, he had seen countless appearances of him, some were aloof and arrogant, some were agitated, some were calm and quiet, some were confident in strategizing, some were panicked... But like now, like It was the first time He Tian saw tears shed in pain like losing his soul.

In his impression, Li Jinxing has always been a very strong person, as if he could solve any problem, even when he was betrayed by Gu Wanqiu and imprisoned, he was able to remain calm and composed, arrange everything inside, come out with feigned death, and do it in a short time Down with a Liu family.

Facing death, Li Jinxing did not show any fear, but now when he heard that Gu Wanqiu had died, he actually shed tears.

Didn't he say he has let go?Didn't he say that he wouldn't care about liking Gu Wanqiu?But why are you still crying because of him now?

Li Jinxing raised his head, the fragility on his face made He Tian's heart tremble when he saw it, he subconsciously took a small step back, compared to the furious and frantic Li Jinxing, this fragile person who seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch, he dared not face it .

Li Jinxing opened his mouth: "She's not dead...I feel like this is a dream..." He picked up the fork from the dinner plate while talking, and then raised it up to stab his hand, trying to overcome the pain to see if you are dreaming.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi had been watching his movements, rushed over, and pulled away his hand that was pressing on the table, but he was still a step too late, the fork tip directly brushed past his fingertips, and the nails of his ring finger were split Spilled bright red blood.

"It doesn't hurt..."