Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

I don't know what attracted Jin Zichen. Ah Wei agreed without thinking about it.

Later, Jin Zichen gave Ah Wei a sum of money as promised to cure his sister's illness. He took his brother and sister to a house with a relatively good environment, and he followed Jin Zichen to learn his lessons and boxing.

In a flash, after ten years, the relationship between the two people was closer than their own brothers. Therefore, when Ah Wei saw that Jin Zichen died at a young age, he completely collapsed.

Ah Wei knew that Jin Zichen's favorite person was Qiao Siyu, so he called Qiao Siyu to see Jin Zichen's last side.

Qiao Siyu clenched her fist tightly, bit her lip and walked to the hospital bed step by step. It was only seven or eight steps away, but she felt very long. Every step, her heart would ache

Finally, she went to the hospital bed. She pointed to the man covered by the white cloth and turned to Ah Wei coldly. "You say the man under the white cloth is Jin Zichen?"

"Yes! Miss Qiao, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left president Jin alone..."

Before he finished, Qiao Si snapped, "I don't believe it! Zichen was fine yesterday and said he wanted to eat my sushi. He didn't even eat my sushi. How could he die?"

Ah Wei's tears came down, "Miss Qiao, don't do this..."

"Nonsense, I don't believe you. I don't believe Zichen died like this. He likes white best. He must deliberately cover his face with a white cloth to tease me..."

With that, Qiao Siyu opened the white cloth, "I want to see it with my own eyes..."

The voice stopped suddenly when he saw Jin Zichen's eyes staring at him in peace.

His face was pale and bloodless, his lips were tight, and his round eyes were unwilling and angry.

Ah Wei's sad voice came from behind, "I want to close president Jin's eyes, but... But I can't close it anyway..."

"No......" Qiao Siyu's tears suddenly came down. "Zichen... Jin Zichen, get up for me. Didn't you say you wanted to eat my sushi? Didn't you say you wanted to rebuild the Jin family? Get up and don't lie here pretending to be dead... I don't believe you're willing to die!"

Qiao Siyu shook and beat Jin Zichen's body, but Jin Zichen didn't respond at all. His eyes were still round and closed.

Ah Wei couldn't stand it. He came forward and grabbed Qiao Siyu. "Don't do this, Miss Qiao. President Jin is dead! Even if you don't believe it, it's true!"

"How could it be! It was fine yesterday!" Josie cried out of breath, and the tears in his eyes surged and fell on the white cloth.

"Yesterday afternoon, president Jin suddenly said he wanted to eat wonton near Jingteng University. When I went to buy wonton, president Jin had already..."

Qiao Siyu clenched his lips and felt heartache. Wonton from Jingteng University!

It was one of the delicacies she often ate when she and Jin Zichen fell in love.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. Jin is dying in peace. He may be waiting for you. Please help him close his eyes!"

Qiao Siyu clenched his fist tightly and trembled slightly. Ah Wei was right. Even if he didn't believe it or admit it, Jin Zichen was indeed dead.

Qiao Siyu stretched out one hand to cover his mouth to prevent himself from crying, and the other hand slowly extended to Jin Zichen's eyes.

"Zichen! Zichen... My son..."