Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Qi family.

On the golf course, Qi Jun sat in a wheelchair and looked blankly at the front. His right hand is on the armrest, the needle on the back of his hand is connected with a hanging bottle, and his left wrist is wrapped with a thick layer of gauze, with blood stains faintly.

Qiliansong came in through the gate, looked at his son's thin back and sighed heavily. It took a long time to come forward.

"I've done what you said and kept song Ran's reputation. I hope you have some other skills in the future and don't talk about suicide."

Qi Liansong put his hand on Qi Jun's shoulder and patted him. He turned and wanted to go.

"Father!" Qi Jun called him. "Father, don't you have no sleep at night when you frame an innocent person like this?"

"Innocent man, who are you talking about? The designer surnamed Xia? That can only blame him for taking over the design."

Qiliansong's indifferent tone made the Qi family clench their fists. With a little force, the blood flowed back along the needle tube, startled the nearby nurse, and hurried forward to reduce the flow rate of the hanging bottle.

Qi Jun didn't even look at the needle filled with blood. He pulled out the needle and fell to the ground. He shouted, "what about song ran? What did song ran do wrong!"

"Qi Jun!" Qi Liansong suddenly raised his voice and shook his head. "You took her to the countryside and accidentally fell off the cliff. Now you blame me?"

"If you didn't unite with Lin and let her be the scapegoat, she would be fine!" Qi Jun coughed uncontrollably because of his emotional excitement.

"That's her fault, too. Do you think Mo Qian's punishment is willing to let her be the scapegoat? Mo Qian's punishment means are much better than you. Your intervention is just painting the snake and adding to the foot. It's unnecessary!" Qi Liansong's face trembled excitedly and spattered.

Qi Jun didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't refute it. He lowered his head and gasped heavily. After half a ring, he finally collapsed, squatted on the ground and rubbed his hair with chagrin.

Qiliansong didn't want to argue with his son again. He said, "take care of the young master," and shook his hand and left.

After Qi Liansong left, Qi Jun covered his face with his hands, and his eyes showed despair and regret. His father was right. If he didn't have to take song ran to find out the truth, and if he didn't come up with such a bad idea as kidnapping Lin Yurou, song ran wouldn't have an accident.

Qi Jun hit the ground with a fist and squatted on the ground for a long time

On the other hand, according to the address provided by the police, Mo Qianxing crossed the forest park and came to the place where song ran fell off the cliff. Under the steep cliff is a wasteland with dense grass, and less than one meter away from the wasteland is a river with rolling waves. After the heavy rain last night, the river turned more violently, the flow rate was very fast, and the river was turbid, so it was difficult to explore the situation under the clear water.

His heart suddenly jumped rapidly, and Mo Qianxing began to feel uneasy again. According to the height of the cliff and the surrounding terrain, song ran fell from it. It is possible to survive through the buffer of trees, but if song ran fell into the river, she will die if she can't swim.

There is no body found in the wasteland. It is very likely to fall into the river.

Mo Qianxing starts to tremble all over. No, song ran won't die so easily. The contract she signed has not been completed. Her mother is still in the hospital bed. He will continue to torture her and let her pay her debts. She can't die like this

Mo Qianxing retreated two steps and nearly fell into the river. Twilight cloud pulled his sleeve. He whispered: "president, President..."

Mo Qianxing didn't seem to hear it and stood there motionless.

It was getting late. Mo Qian didn't go away. The evening clouds could only be consumed there. The sky changed from blue to gold, and then from gold to black. The sound of larks around him turned into the scream of crows. The night penetrated every corner, and the bottom of the cliff became very terrible. Dusk cloud stood silently behind his boss in a short skirt uniform and high heels.

I don't know where the wild cat made a sad scream, like a baby's cry. The dusk cloud heard the cold hair stand up. Even if she was more vigorous at ordinary times, she was also a girl. However, if Mo Qian didn't move, she couldn't move. It had been two or three hours. Twilight cloud suspected that he had stood as a sculpture.

The high-heeled shoes were stuck in the wet mud, the feet were sour and painful, and the legs and arms were red and itchy by mosquitoes. Just when Twilight cloud could not hold on and wanted to call him, Mo Qianxing suddenly turned stiffly and spit out two words: "go!" his voice was extremely low and hoarse.

Mu Yun, if granted amnesty, followed Mo Qianxing out of the park.

After tossing about until 11 o'clock at night, twilight cloud sent Mo Qian's punishment back to the Mohist school.

In the room, Mo Qianxing still locked himself in Song Ran's room and didn't eat or drink. Wang's mother painstakingly advised him to see it every day, but he ignored it. In addition to the dark and gloomy at the beginning, the whole room also lost cigarette butts on the ground. Mo Qianxing was full of stubble. One cigarette burned out and lit the other. He was covered with soot. The smoke in the room was like a misty forest.

Mo Qian is waiting for an answer that makes him completely die. Waiting to be announced that song Ran is dead, but he would rather have no news of her than get the answer.

One cigarette at a time, Mo Qian hid in the room, and it was useless to persuade anyone.

Three days later.

Officer Chen steps heavily into the Mohist school, and then Wang Ma has to lead her down to song Ran's room.

"Oh, officer, you can persuade me. Our young master has locked himself in there without eating or drinking for three days and three nights. If it's an owl, it should dry up." Mrs. Wang said anxiously and stamped her feet.

"Don't worry, I must..."

The door creaked. Mo Qianxing stood at the door, staring at officer Chen.

Officer Chen was startled by the decadent appearance of Mo Qian's punishment. His beard was broken, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was lifeless. He saw such Mo Qian's punishment for the first time. In the eyes of Shang Mo Qian Xing, officer Chen vaguely saw his hopes for himself from his eyes.

Officer Chen couldn't bear to speak, but he always wanted to say. He lowered his head to escape the eyes of Mo Qian's punishment. Officer Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Song Ran is gone."

The door slammed shut!

Mo Qian stumbled back to the room, hard to accept.

I had expected this result for a long time, but when it was really determined, Mo Qian's punishment was still unacceptable, and song ran was gone. He covered his chest and squatted on the ground next to the door. He didn't stand up for a long time.

"Go and see her for the last time," officer Chen sighed outside.

After a while, the door opened again, and Mo Qian stood at the door without saying a word.

Officer Chen understood what he meant, walked forward and took Mo Qianxing to see song ran for the last time.

In the hospital.

The body covered with white cloth gave off a stench, and one finger that was slightly exposed had been swollen by blisters.

"We found her on the bank 2000 meters away from the cliff falling site. Her face had been blurred in the process of falling off the cliff, but according to the DNA report, it was really her."

Mo Qian Xing didn't speak, his hand trembled slightly, wanted to lift the white cloth, stopped for a while in the air, and hung down powerlessly