Wu Zeyu also met Bai Zhiye's rumored boyfriend. Oh wow, it turns out he is in the same class as Chao Youye.
No, don’t you girls all like to date top students?!
Wu Zeyu was completely baffled. He'd come to school just to have fun; he was just too lazy to study. He narrowed his eyes, looking at the overly refined boy in the photo, a sly smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
He didn't even listen to the principal's passionate speech on the stage, and was secretly looking at the dozens of small photos below.
"Brother, what are you looking at?"
Li Ming saw that Wu Zeyu had been keeping his head down as if looking at something. As soon as he leaned over, Wu Zeyu put the photo away.
"I didn't see anything."
Wu Zeyu said to Li Ming.
Li Ming didn't dare to continue asking.
In his bedroom, Jiang Ju was diligently reviewing documents and formulating new plans. He looked over and over the footage of the factory being destroyed, finally freezing on the most captivating moment.
His private house had very little furniture and he seldom came back. He bought this house only for other needs.
This is not where he actually sleeps. The side door of the cabinet that is removed is where he rests.
This side door was a secret base that only he could open. The white walls were covered with densely packed photos, with only one photo stuck in the center, the most conspicuous one.
The photo shows the blurry figure of a young man in a white shirt... The background is the setting sun.
"Tell me, how long will it take for you to come back to me?"
Jiang Ju looked at the boy in the photo and talked to himself.
He Yifan didn't go to the bedroom to disturb Jiang Ju. Jiang Ju's fits were sometimes terrifying. How could he forget how Jiang Ju had tortured him like crazy some time ago? So, if he went to disturb Jiang Ju, he would only make himself suffer.
He prepared the meal and ate it silently. Jiang Ju was not a fool. If he was hungry, he would come out to eat. Jiang Ju was a person who could stay in his room for the whole afternoon.
There are many women who want to get close to Jiang Ju, but their endings are all very tragic. He seems to have no emotions at all, just a cold machine.
He Yifan only has a tiny bit of love for Jiang Ju, and more of it is disgust.
But he had to pretend that he loved him. Regardless of love or not, life depends entirely on acting.
If you know how to act like a spoiled child, you'll get candy. Now that you're in a position everyone wants, don't let it go.
So until the evening...
He Yifan didn't see Jiang Ju come out.
"Boss, Boss."
He Yifan called him several times at the door, but no one inside responded.
So he called out several more times, but Jiang Ju didn't respond. A terrifying thought flashed through He Yifan's mind. Could it be...
He quickly grabbed the spare key and opened the door. The bedroom was empty. He pulled aside the curtains. Connected to the back of the bedroom was a room, the bathroom.
When he got closer, he found Jiang Judi lying in the bathtub, and the dark red liquid had dyed the water red.
His face was calm and peaceful, as if he had sunk into a deep and eternal dream. His long hair spread out in the water like a black silk ribbon, contrasting with the surrounding petals, adding a touch of softness and sadness.
Beside the bathtub, an aromatherapy candle burned faintly, its flame swaying gently in the wind, as if adding a sense of mystery and romance to the scene.
The entire bathroom seems to be shrouded in a beauty that transcends the world. Time seems to freeze at this moment, engraving this tranquility, beauty and sadness forever in the space.
He Yifan thought to himself: No, brother, why are you committing suicide here for no reason? Are you going to go crazy again?
He Yifan still pulled the person out of the bathroom. He was not surprised or shocked at all because this was not the first time he had done this.
Sometimes he really didn't understand what was going on in the mind of Jiang Ju, the boss of the K organization, and he would always feel dizzy unconsciously.
Is he sick... No, Jiang Ju is already sick and his illness is serious. Every once in a while, a doctor will prescribe a small bottle of medicine for him. He doesn't take it much normally. Jiang Ju should also be aware of his condition.
Why didn't he take the medicine when he knew he was sick? He asked Jiang Ju about it. His answer was simple: the medicine made him suffer. But he still refuted Jiang Ju's words, saying that not taking the medicine would only make him suffer more.
He Yifan kindly changed him into clean clothes and dragged him to the bed.
Then he touched the other person's forehead with his hand, and it wasn't that hot, so he prepared to leave.
His hand was suddenly tightly grasped by the other party. He turned around and saw Jiang Ju, who had woken up at some point, staring at him intently.
The two of them looked at each other for a few minutes. Suddenly, Jiang Ju pounced on him like a hungry wolf and pressed He Yifan under him.
"What are you crazy about?!"
He Yifan yelled at the other party, and then was strangled by the other party.
He Yifan's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils flickering with fear and anxiety. Breathing became difficult, and every breath he took felt like a fight against death. His chest rose and fell violently, but he couldn't take in enough air.
He could feel the strength of the fingers, an irresistible force that was gradually depriving him of the source of his life.
"What's wrong with you, Jiang Ju!!"
Jiang Ju seemed to have reacted and his strength gradually decreased. He used all his strength to push the man in front of him away.
He Yifan lay on the bed, breathing heavily. There were more marks on his neck...
Jiang Ju was pushed by him and his head hit the cabinet beside him. Blood flowed down his forehead...
He Yifan looked at Jiang Ju who had lost consciousness after being hit, and quickly called 120 to send him to the hospital.
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