Some well-trained bodyguards ran out of the gate and formed two teams. Wen Xi looked at Wu Jiang commanding there with a faint smile on his lips.
Wu Jiang ordered them something, and a group of bodyguards nodded in agreement.
Even if she was just looking at it from a distance, she could imagine how attentive he was when doing things, just like when he assembled those mechanical pistols before, that entranced look... She had never forgotten it.
Wenxi watched quietly, one hand on the car window, copying the outline of the Wujiang River.
Suddenly, a cool convertible passed in front of their car, cutting off Wen Xi's sight.
There was a man and a woman sitting in the car, who seemed to be a couple, and the car was filled with roses of beautiful colors...
There are all colors, but there is no black rose, no rose that represents despair.
The gorgeous colors decorate the entire beautiful car.
As the convertible sped forward, Wen Xi saw Wu Jiang's figure again. He stood there, staring at the sports car going away, not knowing what he was thinking.
The next second, Wu Jiang stopped on the roadside, bent down, and picked up a rose from the ground with one hand.
The rose's thorn seemed to prick Wu Jiang, but he just held the rose in his other hand instead of throwing it away...
It's a pink rose.
If she still has time and a little bit of life, can they... be able to continue to love each other in another way, as simple as holding a rose in one hand?
Yes or no?
Seeing him holding the rose with his feet, Wen Xi leaned his head against the car window and burst into tears.
Crying silently.
Gu Xiaoai took out a tissue and handed it to her. Looking down, she saw that the clothes on Wen Xi's chest were covered with large amounts of blood...
The tissue fell from Gu Xiaoai's hand.
"..." Gu Xiaoai stared blankly at the blood on her chest, looking at the dagger-like handle. The handle of the knife was stained red with blood, and her body suddenly became weak.
That location was exactly the same as where Wenchi was shot.
When did she...stab the knife into her chest?!
"Wen Xi..." Gu Xiaoai looked at her, almost unable to make any sound in her throat, and did not dare to reach out and touch her...
She was bleeding so much that it was shocking, as if she would die immediately if she was touched.
Hearing this, Wen Xi slowly turned his head, with a smile on his tearful face, "Let him live well, let him... fall in love with someone again."
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Gu Xiaoai finally couldn't help but shed tears and looked at her in confusion, her voice trembling so much that she couldn't form a sentence, "Why... why do you have to do this?!"
Why don't you even give yourself the last bit of time to live a good life and choose such an extreme method?!
"Xiao Ai..."
Wen Xi's body fell into Gu Xiaoai's arms, and his head rested on her shoulder.
Gu Xiaoai hugged her, and through her clothes, he could feel that she was as cold as ice...
Wen Xi leaned on Gu Xiaoai's shoulder, but turned her head away, looking at Wu Jiang in the distance from the car window, standing in front of the Li family villa and staring down at Wu Jiang who was lost in thought...
Brother Jiang...
"Xiao Ai, tell Brother Jiang that I love him when he dies of old age, okay?" Wen Xi looked at the tall figure and said slowly, his voice getting weaker and lower, and his voice grew weaker and lower.
Her long eyelashes closed slowly and unwillingly, and her eyes were so distracted that she couldn't see the shadow clearly, "Before this..."