The key fell off again and again, and it was not until the fifth time that she opened the door tremblingly.

With a "bang", she closed the door with force.

Leaning against the wall, Ye Jiaqi looked at everything at home with empty eyes.

God, I can't get back to it for a long time.

Meng Chen said that Qiao Sinian is dead.

He said he was dead.

Ye Jiaqi pinched his palms and pinched them very hard.

It hurts, it hurts very much.

This is not a dream, she is not dreaming. Meng Chen has come and he told her that Qiao Sinian is dead.

This is not a dream.

Ye Jiaqi covered his heart and his head was so painful that it was about to collapse.

The man who had been with her for twelve years... died and left forever.

From then on, there was no Qiao Sinian in the world, and no Master Qiao again.

Ye Jiaqi stumbled into the bedroom, his feet unstable, and his whole body was filled with a suffocating chill, which was invaded.

In this bedroom, there seemed to be the breath of his body, the low-key and restrained Shenmuxiang, and the familiar smell.

However, Meng Chen suddenly told her... Qiao Sinian was dead.

"How could this happen..." Ye Jiaqi murmured.

There was no life in his eyes.

Ye Jiaqi was like a rag doll, sitting softly on the bed, sitting quietly.

Empty and unswerving.

The soul seemed to have been pulled away.

Ye Jiaqi sat in bed all day.

From morning to noon, and from noon to night.

The sun moves from the east to the middle and slowly sets westward until it sets.

I was obviously a living, flesh and blood man a few days ago, why did I suddenly die?

"Jo Sinian, Joe Sinian..."

She called his name and her voice became lower and lower.

"Why are you ignoring me..."

"Don't you like bullying me very much? Get up, let's fight..."

"If you win, I will listen to you..."

"Do you come or not..."

Ye Jiaqi stretched out his hand, and Qiao Sinian's face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Young, handsome, unparalleled.

Her hand stretched over like this.

But, as soon as she touched his face, she grabbed only a handful of empty air.

"Why don't you say anything? Qiao Sinian, Qiao Sinian... Why don't you respond to me... Whatever I want to call you, you respond to me..."

The tone was anxious and the voice was extremely light.

She alone can hear it.

"Didn't you say I'm arguing? I'm so noisy now, why don't you talk about me... Qiao Sinian, Qiao Sinian...you talk..."

"I hate you very much. I hate you never care about my thoughts. I hate you never say anything to me. I hate you treat me like an outsider. I hate you plot against me, force me, abandon me, many, many..."

"Really, you have too many shortcomings. You said, why did I get blind back then? Did you like you?"

"Joe Sinian, you are just a scumbag. I don't want to see you on the road to the underworld..."

"Don't see you..."

Ye Jiaqi suddenly seemed to remember something, so she took out her cell phone and dialed Qiao Sinian's phone number.

He hasn't changed the familiar number in so many years.

Shut down.

Shut down.

Or shut down.

Ye Jiaqi called him three times without giving up, but he turned off the phone.

"Jiao Sinian, if you ignore me, I will not pay attention to you anymore, and I will never pay attention to you again..." Ye Jiaqi murmured.

"Didn't you say that you will give me whatever I want? A liar..."

"You'll just lie to me..."

With a "bang", the phone slid from the palm of your hand.

Ye Jiaqi fainted on the bed.

...

It was already evening when Huo Jingyi kicked open Ye Jiaqi's bedroom door.
Chapter completed!