Quick Transmigration: The Black Lotus script is broken

Chapter 217
"Recently, a female corpse was found in Changbai River in the afternoon. It was no longer breathing when it was salvaged..." The man kept his eyes on the news.

Then I saw the white skin of the female corpse.

It was exactly the same as An Ziyan, and then the figure of An's father and An's mother appeared, and they shed tears in pain.

There was a sound of footsteps on the thirteenth floor.

An Ziyi raised his head, "What are you doing here?"

The woman sat on the table casually, her eyes falling on the TV.

"I just came to see my own brother, if I need help."

"No need." An Ziyan looked at Liu Mu, and suddenly felt that the previous plan should not be carried out. The more he looked at it, the more greedy he became.

"An Ziyi, I'm your younger sister. After all, you helped me a lot before."

Liu Mu stroked the broken hair on both sides of the custody right. She is in a very good mood today.

"The news is good, but brother, are you as relieved as I am?" There was An Ziyan in it.

"Liu Mu, go out, if you don't go out, I'll call the security guard."

An Ziyi finally lost his patience.

Liu Mu pressed her nose and left the thirteenth floor with a chuckle. When she saw this place, she couldn't help complaining, kicked the door heavily, and said ruthlessly, "I'm afraid only crazy people would like this place."

All of them wear different masks and look shabby.

An Ziyi watched the woman leave, and his eyes fell on the TV screen again.

"Why did you commit suicide?"

It was fine at first, but the information on the table was the result of An Ziyan's condition, which belonged to severe depression.

When she was still alive, she could clearly express her dissatisfaction, but now no one fights with her, no one talks back to him.

My heart was empty, and there was a surge of regret in my heart.

An Ziyan's bigness is probably caused by him, he obviously only wants to get the shares.

The younger sister he admitted stayed at the age of 22.

Turn off the TV, and take out a disc of pictures from a box.

There were only An Ziyan and him, he was always unhappy, but An Ziyan was very happy.

in stark contrast.

Taking photos of the two of them from primary school to high school, An Ziyan would always hold his hand and take pictures with him.

I don't know when, she was pushed away by him.

Even thought badly.

Now, there is really nothing, and he feels lonely.

His eyes fell on a single photo below, and An Ziyi's eyes flickered slightly.

When he went to look at it, the man Su Linji had been crying beside An Ziyan's body.

He refused to leave no matter what, his expression was like the sky was falling.

Then there was really no way to pull the people away, An Ziyan was covered with a white cloth, and Su Lin sat silently on the concrete floor.

Pathetic.

An Ziyi walked over, one meter away from him, without turning his head to look at An Ziyi, not ready to speak to him.

"Su Linji, do you remember me?"

"..."

"Why did An Ziyan jump into the river for no reason?"

"Yeah, why did you commit suicide?" Su Linji couldn't think anymore, and repeated An Ziyi's words in a murmur, why did he go out to buy things when his forefoot was still fine.

How to meet again is a cold corpse.

"do you know?"

An Ziyi didn't speak anymore, maybe he touched the softness in his heart and couldn't make a sound.

He couldn't say that An Ziyan had hallucinations due to severe depression, and then jumped off by himself.

"Go back, Dad." An Ziyi said quietly to Su Lin.

The other party raised his head, as if he had remembered something, and said to An Ziyi seriously, "I want to live a good life, and then go find her."

A smile was imprinted in An Ziyi's mind.

(End of this chapter)