I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

You clearly said, always stay with me.

Gu Qianhuan grasped the neckline tightly, his heart clenched, his beautiful face became pale as paper in an instant, he staggered to the teacher's body, pulled out the blood-stained necklace, lowered his head, facing the bloody scene.

Those heavy eyes fell on the corpse: "Teacher, why did you do this?"

"Don't you want to be happy? How can you bear to leave me alone in the world?"

"Huanhuan!" Ruan Jiaming couldn't recognize him for a while, the bloody man in the crowd was Gu Qianhuan, he just turned around.

The whispers of discussion penetrated into my ears: "It's too miserable, it's the first time I've seen such a miserable way of death!"

"I heard that this child saw it with his own eyes just now, and he was only a few centimeters away. He passed by, and his body was splashed with blood. I don't know if it's good luck or misfortune..."

"Hey, baby girl, don't watch, grandma covers your eyes, children will have nightmares after watching."

Ruan Jiaming was stunned, Huanhuan saw it with his own eyes? !

If he sees such a tragic scene, he will go crazy if he sees it. How can Huanhuan stop it!

He was about to walk over with weak legs, and covered his eyes for him, when suddenly a figure in front of him took a step faster than him, Gu Fengyao squeezed away from the crowd, and squatted down behind the young man: "Huanhuan, don't look."

Gu Fengyao's expression was solemn, and he covered the young man's eyes with his palms. He felt sorry for him, but how could he bear to let him see such a tragic scene? From this, it is completely understood that this is a round, aimed at him alone.

Gu Qianhuan suddenly plunged into the darkness, making him stunned for a moment, his unexpressed emotions drove him crazy, he was like an angry little beast: "Take your hand away, get out, don't touch me!"

He broke away the man's hand and bit his wrist, venting all his hatred and anger. He bit the skin, and the sharp canine teeth pierced the skin and overflowed with blood, and the fishy sweetness filled his mouth.

Gu Fengyao remained motionless, as if he couldn't feel it, covering his eyes with his other hand that was still able to move, and he repeated stubbornly: "Huanhuan, don't look, I beg you, don't look."

He breathed heavily, knowing that he didn't have much time left: "Huanhuan, listen to me, Teacher Zheng asked me to bring you a word, there is a letter in the middle of his picture frame, you must find it. "

Gu Qianhuan tilted her head and caught a question: "The teacher saw you?"

How clever Gu Qianhuan was, she deduced the truth from the hurried steps of the man when he came: "The teacher saw you before he died? Why didn't you stop him?" His voice was trembling, his dark eyes were full of pain, why was it him, From the relics of his parents to his teacher, he looked at the man resentfully: "Why didn't you stop him? Gu Fengyao, what do I owe you? I have already returned it all to you. I have nothing left. Why, why did I still pay you back?" Want to take the teacher away?!"

Gu Fengyao's face was pale, his bitten wrist was dripping and bleeding, his chest was stained with deep red, he opened his mouth miserably and in embarrassment, what did he say?What should he say?

"Huanhuan, that's not the case. I don't. I love you the most. How could I be willing to hurt you?"

His defense was pale and weak, at least in Gu Qianhuan's opinion, he seemed to have heard some big joke, and looked at him mockingly: "Gu Fengyao, I just feel disgusted."

"Don't touch me, your blood is dirty."

Every time he said a word, the man's face turned pale. These words turned into a sharp sword that pierced his heart word by word. , he is not afraid of anyone, but Gu Qianhuan, how could he be willing to let him cry.

After a while, the police who arrived after hearing the news pulled up the cordon, and Gu Qianhuan was invited out of the circle. After leaving, he was dizzy in front of his eyes, and the darkness like thick ink poured down. He trembled uncontrollably, with great grief Overwhelming him, his mind started repeating that scene over and over again.

He arched his waist and cried silently, tears mixed with blood flowing down, he didn't even cry, humble and helpless.

Ruan Jiaming was at a loss, and patted him on the back soothingly. The force was extremely gentle, like treating a fragile ceramic doll.

He will never forget that scene for the rest of his life, such a dazzling person, at that moment, seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.Ruan Jiaming's heart shook, and he pointed to Gu Fengyao on the side to comfort him: "Huanhuan, don't cry, look, he has been arrested! Your teacher's spirit in the sky definitely doesn't want to see you cry, you said, he treats you So good, how could he let you cry."

Gu Qianhuan took a deep look at him and pursed her lips: "Liars are all liars."

Parents are like this, Gu Fengyao is like this, and so is the teacher. No one will stay with him forever, he will always be the one who is left behind.

His eyes drooped, and the pain that he had nowhere to vent made him breathless. He really wanted to die like this. If he died, he would not have to bear anything.

His eyes fell on the void, and nothing could be reflected in the empty pupils.

Gu Fengyao tugged on the silver handcuffs, the clacking sound was extremely ear-piercing, surrounded by rigid policemen, such a murder cannot be sloppy.

He was guarded, and the moment before he got into the car, his worried eyes fell on Gu Qianhuan. He didn't say anything, because he knew very well that whether it was surveillance or witnesses, it proved that he was the last person the deceased saw. They met on the rooftop, and within 5 minutes, Zheng Zhongxu fell from the rooftop.

Gu Fengyao lowered his eyes, and he remained silent. A series of changes caught him off guard, but the clues were already clear, and he even faintly had an idea.

He is not worried about himself, only worried about Huanhuan.

Unexpectedly, he looked at Gu Qianhuan with hatred, and Gu Fengyao couldn't even speak out, begging him: "Huanhuan, trust me, don't forget my words."

He was then taken into a police car by the police.

Zhang Lin was stunned. His boss was the murderer, and Gu Qianhuan was the one who killed him?

What's wrong with this world?He is Gu Fengyao's assistant who was single-handedly promoted, and he and he are both prosperous and hurt. Zhang Lin chased the police car and left without thinking, calling on the phone all the way, looking for relationships.

downstairs.

Gu Qianhuan clenched his fingers tightly, the pain made him tremble, but the words Gu Fengyao left before he left made him even more breathless, the letter, the letter left by the teacher, he stood up suddenly, dizzy After shaking him for a moment, Ruan Jiaming exclaimed and hurriedly supported him: "Huanhuan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?!"

Gu Qianhuan twitched the corners of her mouth and grabbed him tightly: "Take a taxi and go to Yujing Garden."

On one side of the street corner, the man wrapped in black couldn't see his face clearly, his eyes shifted from Gu Qianhuan's body to the blood on the ground, he pressed on the bluetooth headset, and made a routine report: "Tsk, No. [-] sacrificed a lot, just for the sake of safety Such a man?"

The hoarse laughter stopped abruptly: "Shut up, my side is ready, you can withdraw, get out."

The man turned and disappeared into the alley.

Gu Qianhuan opened the door with trembling hands, but what he saw was a mess. He saw the disfigured living room, the carpet that had been thrown away, the table that was overturned, and the books that were piled up randomly. Ruan Jiaming, who followed, took a deep breath: "What's going on here? You got robbed?"

Gu Qianhuan went to look at the TV cabinet, it was empty, all the valuable things had been removed, all the valuables in the house were lost, it looked like a burglary case.

But such a detailed search is more like a ulterior motive. The more you cover up, the more flawed it will be. Gu Qianhuan looked at the overturned green plants, cheap porcelain pots and soil spilled all over the ground. These things are worthless. Ordinary is not worth a shot.

He thought of Jingda's theft case, his eyes flickered: "Ruan Jiaming, call the police, a thief has broken into the house."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight towards the studio and locked the door behind him.

The ground is full of overturned paints, mixed in various colors, and there are messy footprints. Gu Qianhuan picked up the utility knife on the ground and walked towards the easel. His eyes stopped suddenly when he caught a glimpse of the painting. The portrait he saw before has been completed. The young and handsome man is dressed gorgeously, and he is wearing a long sword. He seems to be a certain prince or nobleman. There is a painful light in his eyes. The artist poured all his emotions into the painting, and only then did this struggling and painful man come into being. male.

Gu Qianhuan's lips twitched, if, if he could find out earlier, would the result be different.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was nothing in his eyes.

In the huge studio, there is only this bound picture frame.Gu Qianhuan groped inside until the thin gap bit her fingertips. The utility knife she had prepared early in the morning pried open the subtle gap, and the bitten wood fell to the ground with a soft sound.

The rolled up letter paper was hidden by the teacher in such a clever way.

Why is he hiding?

Gu Qianhuan pursed her lips tightly, with indescribable emotions rising in her heart, what was the teacher hiding from him?Why tell him this way?

He unfolded the letter paper:

Qian Huan:

When you open this letter, the teacher should have gone to make atonement, don't feel sad for me, I am a sinner, I have lived for many years, death is the only relief for me.

I'm sorry, it's just a little selfishness of the teacher, I don't want you to know those dirty things, my confession came too late, the big mistake has been made, and it is irreparable, the only bad life can make me die well .

Qian Huan, please do one thing, scatter my ashes into the sea, let it float with the water, I was imprisoned for half my life, I just want to be free after death.Promise the teacher, you have to live well, you are still young, and there is still a long time to go.do you know?As soon as I saw you back then, I knew that I couldn't go on wrong, and I'm sorry for you.It is inevitable to feel sad when you are old. I was sorry for your parents. If you want to know the truth, go to Fog City. There is a road map on the back of the letter.

Qian Huan, be careful of everything around you, remember!

Zheng Zhongxu's last pen.

An indescribable fear tore at him, Gu Qianhuan squeezed the letter paper tightly and stared at it, a bigger mystery was pressing on him, crushing him to death.

He bit his fingers, unable to make a sound, his parents, how did his parents die, why did the teacher say that, his intuition told him that the truth was close at hand.

Tasting fishy sweetness in his mouth, his stiff eyes fell on the letter paper, but, Wucheng, the hell that brought him all nightmares... Pain bent his back, sweat soaked his clothes like rain, and the surroundings suddenly Disgust, like an unknown big hand controlling him behind his back, manipulating his life, making him breathless.

He stood silently, lowered his head, a slender shadow was drawn under the setting sun, reflected on the snow-white wall, chaotically, baring his teeth and claws, like a reflection of hell.

"Du Du Du—"

The wooden door was knocked heavily, and Ruan Jiaming and another male voice slammed into the cochlea: "Qian Huan! Come out! Come out quickly! Don't do anything stupid!"

The author has something to say: ——The world kisses me bitterly

Double update today, one update has been released.

The opening of the crematorium in the mid-term is very long. I am working hard to pave the way. I am not lying to you. It is impossible to start with everything.

_(:3」∠)_ If you are dissatisfied, you can scold me, I have already laid down.