He said, and stretched out his hand to grab her hand, but before his hand touched her, she suddenly raised her hand-

Avoid him!

She frowned and shouted angrily with disgust, "Don't touch me!"

"Ji Zidi!" He yelled back, angry and anxious, but he had no choice but to do anything to her. Now, even if he carefully pleased her, he would not be favored by her. He knew!

"Qi Ziqian, get out!" Her eyes were red and full of hatred. She raised her hand and pointed at the door and shouted sternly.

Wei Ziqian stood there, frowned and looked at her cold little face, and her heart twitched hard.

"Ku Ziqian, remember! The revenge of killing mother is irreconcilable!" She raised her face and looked at him coldly, word by word, loud and loud.

The revenge of killing mother is irreconcilable...

"It's not me!" Wei Ziqian shouted in anger. He could no longer tell whether he was angry or sad. He didn't know how many times he had said these three words, but she didn't believe it at all, and she would never believe it again He's there, he knows!

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a loud bang. Qian Jun, who was full of anxiety, and Ku Ziyi, who was also full of anxiety, stood in front of the door, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Qian Jun and Wei Ziyi originally wanted to wait until Wei Ziqian came out before coming in to see Wei Zidi, but when they were waiting, they suddenly heard Wei Ziqian's roar. The two were shocked and reached out to push the door at the same time.

"Uncle Jun!" The moment when Ku Zidi saw Qian Jun, she endured tears that had been pouring out of her eyes for a long time. While calling him, she also stretched out her hands to him, seeking comfort and love.

"Jiu'er!" Qian Jun quickly stepped forward without hesitation, spread his arms and put the weak Wei Zidi into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Wei Ziqian's face was filled with blue and white, and he frowned hard at Qian Jun and Wei Zidi who were hugging each other tightly. His heart twitched frequently, and the biting pain made him tremble...

She abandoned him like a piece of grass, but trusted and relied on Qian Jun. Such a sharp contrast made him feel sad that life was worse than death...

"Uncle Jun..." Wei Zidi hugged Qian Jun's waist tightly, hugged herself in his warm arms, and choked up with sobs in her heart.

"It's okay, Jiuer won't cry, everything will pass. Be good, don't cry..." Qian Jun hugged her waist and limbs with one hand, gently stroked the back of her head with the other hand, coaxing and comforting her with great pain, his eyes full of joy. Full of guilt and regret.

Just what happened to her. On the night of the accident, his cell phone ran out of power. He forgot to turn on the phone while charging, so he missed the best time to save her.

Wei Ziqian stood in place like a statue, gritting his teeth and watching his beloved little woman express his sadness and grief to other men. He was so jealous that he was crazy, and he clenched his hands tightly and tried his best to endure it. They were urged to separate fiercely.

"Brother, come out!"

Seeing that Hu Ziqian was about to stop the matter from getting out of control, Hu Ziqian was about to shout in a deep voice.

Wei Ziqian turned a deaf ear and still stared at Qian Jun and Wei Zidi who were hugging each other tightly. The blue and white faces became increasingly ugly.

"Come out, I have something to tell you!" Ku Ziyi suddenly became annoyed and shouted angrily.

Wei Ziqian finally turned his head, stared at Wei Ziyi with a sharp and cold look, and then walked out the door with evil spirits. When passing by Wei Ziyi, he verbally said, "You're the best." Is there something to tell me!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "real" because he felt that Ku Ziyi was helping Qian Jun and Ku Zidi have a space to be alone, so he deliberately made excuses to call him out.

Wei Ziyi frowned slightly, and looked at Wei Ziqian's back with complicated eyes. A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes. He pursed his lips vigorously, and then followed Wei Ziqian with his teeth.

In the huge living room, Wei Ziqian walked to the sofa and stopped, turned his back to Wei Ziyi, and spoke a coldly word with great deterrence, "Say!"

Wei Ziyi put his hands in his pants pockets, his eyebrows were locked deeply, his eyelids slightly lowered and his toes were staring at his toes, and he was making intense struggles and thorns in his heart.

He didn't know if he should tell his elder brother, and when he helped Xiaojiu take his pulse, he found...

Suddenly, the collar of his clothes was grabbed hard. Before Wei Ziyi could react, Wei Ziqian's roar with anger was sprayed directly on his face.

"Hu, Zi, Yi! Have you figured out that I am your elder brother?" Wei Ziqian gritted his teeth hard, and his cold breath blew on Wei Ziyi's face, and he roared angrily.

Why does Lao Liu lean towards Qian Jun? Does everyone want his Jiuer to leave him? Does everyone want his Jiuer to throw himself into Qian Jun's arms?

"If you weren't my dear brother, I'd beat you up!" Wei Ziyi's neck was tightly tied, and he couldn't breathe smoothly, so his mind became hot and he shouted angrily without thinking.

Bang!

A fierce fist fell on the corner of Hu Ziyi's lips without warning, making him stagger back two steps involuntarily. A faint smell of blood suddenly appeared in his mouth, which made him subconsciously. Covering his mouth and glaring at the cruel and ruthless eldest brother, he gasped in a mess, "Swish! You, Hu Ziqian..."

He was beaten before he even started. What is the world?!

Wei Ziqian covered the cold frost. After punching Wei Ziyi, he turned around without saying a word and turned back to the door of Wei Zidi. He raised his hand and was about to push the door hard, but his eyes never closed. He saw him in the crack of the door. The jealous and angry scene, the raised hands suddenly froze in the air, and the heart hurts like a torn split.

In the room, Zidi lies on the side of the bed, Qian Jun squats in front of her bed, staring deeply at her pale and haggard face with heartache, and his hands caresses her head with great pity, silently Comfort her pain.

"She is dead..." Wei Zidi choked in sorrow and despair, tears gushing like a spring, and big tears fell on the pillow and disappeared in an instant.

Qian Jun was speechless and full of frustration. Seeing her so sad, his heart was as painful as a knife cutting him hard, but even if he was hurt, it would not relieve the pain in her heart.

"Uncle Jun, my mommy is dead..." Wei Zidi grabbed Qian Jun's hand tightly, looked at him sadly, and cried sadly, "I have nothing left, wuwuwu... …I have nothing…”

"You have me!" Qian Jun looked at her deeply and said anxiously, tightening his five fingers and holding her cold little hand hard, as if he wanted to convey strength to her by snatching hands and saying to her like an oath: "Jiu'er doesn't cry. You and me are there. I will always be with Jiuer, always!"

"Uncle Jun, I'm useless, right? I can't even protect my mother, I'm useless..." Wei Zidi's face was full of tears, and she was choking and blaming herself deeply.

"No! It's not like that, it's nothing to do with Jiuer-"

"No! It's all my fault! It's me who killed my mommy! It's me! It's all me!" Wei Zidi suddenly screamed in excitement, and she kept crying and trembling.

"Jiuer, calm down, it's not your fault!" Qian Jun quickly held her little face, stared at her eyes and shouted anxiously.

"I killed her, I killed her, I was me..." But she was still immersed in her thoughts, crying and blaming herself.

"Jiu'er."

"God is punishing me, right? Is this my retribution? Is it right? I am an orphan now, right?" She asked crying like a sad and helpless child, her sad and desperate look as pitiful as she looked so pitiful .

"Jiu'er, this is not the case. Don't think randomly and be obedient!" Qian Jun's heartache was so painful that he couldn't describe it. He grabbed her little hand tightly and placed it on his cheek and rubbed it gently. He frowned and looked at her deeply, and he did everything. Coax with all your strength.

The more Ji Zidi cried, the more excited she became. She started to get angry after crying, "Uncle Jun, I am a sinner, I killed my mother, I am a sinner, I deserve to die...I..."

Maybe it was too sad, maybe it was too weak, she fainted again after crying.

"Jiuer? Jiuer?" Qian Jun's face suddenly changed drastically. After calling out twice, he saw that she had no reaction. He quickly turned his head and shouted outside the door, "Ziyi! Ziyi!"

Wei Ziqian saw Wei Zidi dizzy outside the door and subconsciously wanted to push the door in. However, faster, he was swept away by Wei Ziyi who was running up hurriedly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" When Ku Ziyi heard Qian Jun's call, he immediately realized that Xiao Jiu must be something. He was anxious. He ran into the house while shouting. When he ran to the door, he saw Ku Ziqian like a mountain. Standing at the door, he swept away Ku Ziqian without thinking, and said unhappily: "Go away, don't block the way!"

Hu Ziqian was caught off guard and was swept back by Hu Ziyi. He was about to get angry with his face, but when he thought that his Jiuer was now in need of Lao Liu's help... the full of anger disappeared instantly.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ziyi walked quickly to the bed and asked in a deep voice.

"She fainted again..." Qian Jun looked at Kui Ziyi in panic and replied in a trembling voice.

A man who has always been calm and calm will involuntarily express panic and helplessness only when the person he cares about the most is in danger...

"Don't worry, let me see first." As he said, Hu Ziyi sat down by the bed, and focused on checking Hu Zidi in a daze.

Qian Jun quickly took two steps back, wrapped his chest with one hand, and clenched his other hand into a fist, pressing his lips tightly against his petals, looking at the silent Via Zidi with great pain, his heart was cut like a knife. 13acv.

If possible, he would be willing to exchange ten times more pain for her current sadness!

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The cold winter night is pitch black and silent, making people feel inexplicably panic.

Wei Ziqian stood silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the study, holding one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a glass, while filling himself with spicy spirits, while looking at the night sky where nothing was left, sad alone.

He has lost her, has he?

His Jiuer hates him to death now, right?

No matter what he does, she can never win back her heart, right?

My heart was cut open by a blunt knife, and the severe pain that had never happened before hit the whole body... This is not the result he wanted, no!

With a creaking sound, the door of the study was slowly pushed open, and a gentle sound of footsteps walked in from outside the door and walked gently towards him by the window-

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Chapter completed!