[Crystal] 199: Are you dancing or am I forcing you to dance?
And under the bead in the middle, there is a pendant hanging, which is a silver crucifix. He is hanging on the cold cross with an expressionless face.
This symbolizes him falling into hatred and suffering
"Since that day fifteen years ago, I have made this chain and put the names of the five of you on it." Fang Zichen stretched out the necklace so that An Qing could see the writing on it better... Sure enough,
Each bead is engraved with their names accordingly.
Lu Anqing, Milo Luo, Jiang Moli, Li Hanyi, Han Zimo, none of them
"You four always stick together, it's hard for me to do anything..."
"So you found Zimo?" You deliberately used Zimo to separate them and leave her alone.
Fang Zichen smiled but did not answer. Zimo lowered his head and silently retreated to the encirclement, blocking the last gap.
An Qing's heart sank a little more
Fang Zichen untied the hidden buckle on the bead with An Qing's name on it, took it out entirely, crushed it, raised his hand, and the powder flew in the wind.
"This...is your fate." His eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, "Now, do you jump down by yourself, or do I force you to jump?"
The wind suddenly blew, and the sand was flying all over the sky. An Qing was standing on the edge of the cliff, alone, like a butterfly with broken wings, as if with just the slightest touch, she would fall to the cliff and be doomed.
The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence
Fang Zichen slowly put the necklace with only four beads left back on his neck: "I'm not in a hurry, you have a long time to think about it - this is my last gift to you."
Time passed bit by bit. He looked up at the watch on his wrist and said, "It's almost 12 o'clock. Tomorrow is the anniversary of my father's death. Have you considered it? I think my father can't wait for you to go down."
Accompany him——"
The gray pupils flashed with a terrifying color, and An Qing had no doubt that he was now paranoid and obsessed!
at this time--
"An Qing!"
"An Qing!"
"An Qing!"
Three voices sounded at the same time. Several people turned around and saw that it was Moli and the others who were driving quickly!
Moli jumped out of the car and ran over without even bothering to close the car door, holding An Qing's cell phone that was left at home tightly in his hand.
If, if she hadn't discovered something was wrong with An Qing...
If, if An Qing hadn't left in a hurry and left her phone in the room...
Things, everything will be different!
Maybe, they will only be able to see An Qing's cold body in the future.
Thinking of this terrible consequence, Moli was frightened for a while
Fortunately, fortunately nothing had happened!
Fang Zichen smiled contemptuously: "Do you think the ending will be different if you guys come? Just in time, I will not have to look for you one by one in the future. Today, I will catch them all."