When Xiao Min heard Luo Jiawei's words, her eyes suddenly became dark, "How could it be possible? How could he die?"
He was talking to me just now. You go find a doctor quickly and send him to the hospital for rescue." "Didn't you see?
Not a single intact part of his body had been chopped off. And it could be said that his heart had been stabbed so hard.
Even if he was sent to the hospital, he couldn't be saved and he died."
"Why, you lied, you lied to me, Jiawei, you told me you were kidding me."
Xiao Min suddenly grabbed Luo Jiawei's clothes. What came to mind was Lin Jiacheng's weak expression just now.
He lied to her, he said he would wait for her. He had never broken his promise, but this time he lied to her.
"You said... you said you wanted to wait for me, you said you wanted to go to England with me, you said you would take me to travel around the world."
"Get up. You said you would protect me and you would protect me for the rest of your life. How could you lie to me?"
Xiao Min had completely collapsed. She was crying hysterically. Luo Jiawei looked at the tears on her face and said,
Thinking of the sad look on Xiao Min's face when he was tortured by Xiao Han, and how Zhang Min imagined it now, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
He ordered his men to carry the body away.
When they were about to take Lin Jiacheng away, Xiao Min held Lin Jiacheng's body tightly and held on.
Until Luo Jiawei walked over, picked her up, and asked his men to carry the body to another place first.
They got in the car and left, called the police and let the police handle these matters.
Xiao Min sat in the car blankly, she didn't know what to do, tears flowed down her face, thinking about the previous moments with Lin Jiacheng,
"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything." He always responded to her with such a relaxed expression. Why didn't she even give him a smile?
When she was with him, in order to prevent him from having any illusions, she never got very close to him.
How much he expected her to give him a tenderness and a smile.
When he was dying, he had only one request, which was for her to kiss him, and he was satisfied, "Are you crying?
For whom are you shedding these tears?" He looked into her eyes expectantly, and when she kissed him,
What I thought of was that I was sorry for Xiaohan, but I never thought of him.
No sound came out of her throat, "I'm sorry, Lin Jiacheng, I always ignore your love for me. There is nothing but coldness in my eyes.