Heavy snowfall in midwinter.
Covering all sin and blood.
This is still the most prosperous Kyoto.
Pan Shu picked a snow plum blossom and gently placed it on her blanket-covered legs. She pursed her pale lips and said, "Put it in a glass bottle when we get home."
He Qi hummed softly.
There is an unspoken agreement between the five men, that is, only one man can be with her every day. Today it is He Qi's turn, and the other four men begin to take revenge on everyone who has hurt her.
There is absolutely no chance that Xu Sijuan will be let off.
Now, the capital she had accumulated over the years was easily monopolized and swallowed up by Shi Lin and his group.
She went bankrupt.
But Xu Sijuan didn't have the courage to jump off the building.
He Jiali looked coldly at the large plaque with the words "Zhiren Mental Hospital" not far away, and curled his lips cruelly.
This is just the beginning.
The punishment... is far more than that.
He turned around and got into the car indifferently. The driver in front looked at the evil ghost with fear and caution, "Sir, where are you going?"
He Jiali closed his delicate eyes and was silent for a moment. "Hospital."
The driver naturally knew that he was going to see that Miss Pan.
He dared not say anything else, for fear of displeasing He Jiali.
Hospital.
He Qi was pushing Ban Shu in a wheelchair and was about to go back. After all, the wind was strong and the snow was heavy, and he was worried that her body could not bear it.
It's very quiet here.
Therefore, the crunching sound of the man stepping on the snow and dead branches was particularly obvious.
Panshu gently opened her dead eyes.
The boy held a bouquet of lush and gorgeous white roses.
Maybe it was because she was cold, her eyes were slightly red.
"elder sister."
These two words choked in his throat. His voice was very low, as if he couldn't make any sound, and his mouth was full of bitterness.
He Qi lowered his eyes and noticed that Ban Shu gently pinched the snow plum branches for a moment, and her finger bones turned slightly white.
She didn't speak.
Just tears falling silently.
She is pretty and she looks pretty when she cries, just like dropping pearls, without making any sound.
He Qi felt stuffy and painful in his chest.
"Sister, I'm late." He Jiali knelt gently on one knee and looked at her softly, "I'm sorry, I was delayed by something before. How are you feeling, sister?"
He gently wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said helplessly, "Sister, you are crying so hard..."
The tone is like coaxing a child.
It's okay, sister.
Those people are all dead.
Xu Sijuan, he will stay until the end, let her suffer the ultimate torture in the world, and then send Xu Sijuan to hell.
Ban Shu turned her face to him coldly.
"You go."
She spoke each word with great emphasis, "I really hate you."
"He Jiali, don't see you again."
The smile on He Jiali's lips was so stiff, his fingertips trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of scaring her, and he lowered his voice, "Why?"
"I haven't suffered enough because of you."
She looked at him gently, her dark grey pupils so cold that it made people feel frightened. "I don't want to... feel any more pain."
"Don't let me see you again... otherwise, I will really hate you."
Hate is a serious word.
He Jiali actually didn't hear clearly because he was dizzy and his vision was black. He could only tell from her cold and indifferent tone that she seemed to have said something very serious.
There was a sharp whistle sound in my ears.
He shook his head slightly.
The heavy snow started falling again.
He finally regained his balance.
He Jiali stumbled after him, but two frighteningly strong bodyguards in black respectfully blocked his way. "Mr. He, please go back."
"Get out of here!"
"We were just following orders."
He Jiali's hands and feet were cold. "Let He Qi come to see me."
"Sorry." The bodyguard kept saying this over and over again.
At the end of the long corridor, He Qi turned around and looked at He Jiali without any emotion.
Just a little envious.
In the end, He Jiali won her favor.
These men seemed to be cooperating, but everyone knew the murderous intentions lurking within them.
Only one of them can survive.
——Stay with her openly.
Pan Shu condoned this behavior.
Or rather, this is what she wanted.
Kill each other.
Choose the winner.
She is protecting He Jiali.
They are all smart people, how could they not know Panshu's intention?
Pan Shu was telling them, or warning them, through her actions.
He Jiali, they can't touch him.
She promised them that she would no longer have anything to do with He Jiali. She personally pulled out a thorn in their hearts, and her only request was that they not involve him in this dispute.
Don't hurt him.
He Qi was almost going crazy with jealousy.
If it's appearance.
He is clearly 70% similar to He Jiali.
Why isn't this preference his?
A long time passed, and Panshu looked at the snow plum in the glass bottle for a long time.
He Qi said in a gentle voice, "It's late, Shushu should rest."
"Um."
He Qi picked up Ban Shu, carefully taking care of her comfortable sleeping position, covered her with a soft quilt, bent down and gently kissed the girl's trembling eyelids.
"good."
"Have a good night."
After turning off the lights, He Qi looked at her deeply and gently closed the door.
She was really taken care of by these men.
In the dark night.
Pan Shu curved her lower lip.
There was a person standing beside the bed.
He carried the chill of ice and snow.
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