She felt that if she didn't dare to face him, she would seem to have a ghost in her heart.

So she followed him downstairs for breakfast. Compared with his well-dressed and elegant appearance, she felt despicable and dirty, and had unhealthy thoughts.

But later on, it turned out that he was the real beast, shameless one.

Memories are beating randomly again.

Sometimes it was the youth of a teenager, sometimes it was the reunion of a long separation.

It was snowing on Maple Mountain, and he carried her all the way.

On the rooftop of Qiao's house, he accompanied her to watch the stars.

There are sour, sweet, astringent, bitter... everything is mixed together, and it is her and his life.

He was in a high position, but he was willing to spend time with her and spoiled her. He refused to turn off important social engagements, let go of Qiao and started over with her in Chicago.

Sometimes I think he is not good, sometimes I think he is not good.

This is probably the man she loves, flesh and blood, affection and righteousness.

What I miss most is his arms, which are warm and can keep her drunk forever and never wake up again.

She was afraid of the darkness, and he must come to pick her up all the way...

He wanted to hold her hand and never separate again.

In this life, we will meet again in the next life.

...

Beijing Hospital.

Aunt Mei held Butler Sun and grabbed her hand.

Butler Sun was crying, and there were no tears on her face, and she cried so hard that she couldn't help herself.

"Doctor Mei, why am I so careless? Why did I let her stay in the room alone? I deserve to die of guilt. Why did I make such a mistake..." Butler Sun said while crying.

Her heart was hurting, and she didn't expect it to turn out like this.

She heard the "rattle" sound of tap water downstairs. At first she thought Ye Jiaqi was washing her face, but after a while she found that the water was still ringing, she realized something was wrong.

But it was too late to rush upstairs. When the door was pushed open, her eyes turned dark and she almost fainted on the ground.

Legs are weak.

Ye Jiaqi fell to the ground, with blood flowing out from his wrist.

She committed suicide by cutting her wrist!

Blood is like bright red plum blossoms, one by one.

The tap is on and the water flows constantly flowing out.

Ye Jiaqi's face was pale and bloodless, but there was a clear and shallow smile on the corners of her lips, as bright as a flower.

Ye Jiaqi was still wearing the pajamas and didn't even change his clothes. He only had a red rope on his left wrist, and there was a beautiful crystal bead on the rope.

"Why did I make such a mistake? I'm sorry Mr. Qiao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Butler Sun burst into tears.

Aunt Mei hugged her, and there were crystal water in her eyes. She held it down without letting the tears flow down.

Two women in their fifties hugged each other, and there seemed to be a few more wrinkles on their foreheads.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you..." Aunt Mei also felt the feeling of powerlessness, her throat was stammering, and she could no longer say a word.

How much pain does it take to experience in your life to see hope and happiness?

Meng Chen sat on the bench on the side, lowered his head, and inserted his fingers into his short hair, with haggard and tired eyes.

"I should have looked at Miss Ye. If I had looked at her, she would not have followed Mr. Qiao. How could I be so careless? I should die..." Butler Sun was in pain.

"If she loses her idea of ​​seeking life, even if you look at her 24 hours a day, she will do stupid things." Aunt Mei sighed.

What is love in this world?
Chapter completed!