Chapter 682 (2/2)
They should know that Mu Qing is not to blame for the death of the younger martial sister. It has nothing to do with Mu Qing.
However, the facts before us were too unbelievable and unacceptable. On the contrary, it was Mu Qing's fault.
But shouldn't Mu Qing be the most painful?
I went to the site of the incident to pick up the little younger martial sister who had just died. I also felt that she was getting colder and colder. The once lively little girl lost her soul and became a cold body.
They are in pain. Mu Qing is in pain.
Mu Qing didn't care about the elder martial brother's action. He tidied up his clothes and sat down again.
”Her hair was stained with blood. I treated it for her, but there was no water on the car, the scrubbing was not clean, and there was still a smell of blood.”
Mu Qing gently touched Xing Jiu'An's hair. ”She was calling me before she was hit by a car.”
”She said she wanted to be the same as before, but I haven't answered her yet...”
”I don't know if she will be very disappointed.”
Mu Qing's words were a little too much. He didn't look like he was silent before.
Everyone was silent, as if listening, or immersed in their own pain.
”I heard someone say that she was still holding a mobile phone when she fell to the ground. She probably wanted to hear what I said.”
”But in the end, I didn't say that word.”
Mu Qing's voice was extremely dumb, and there was a low choking cry in the room.
”Jiu'An, I'm sorry, elder martial brother. I didn't think about it at that time.”
”I never blame you.”
”You want to start all over again is my biggest hope.”
”Sorry, it's elder martial brother who went late.”
”If I had arrived earlier and picked you up earlier, it wouldn't have been like this.”
”Sorry.”
Xing Jiu'An looked at me with red eyes.
Every time she dreams about these things and the master, senior brothers and sisters after her death, she feels that she is a sinner and ashamed of everyone.
Listening to Mu Qing's choking voice, she also wanted to cry.
Master finally walked over.
Lu Mingxi and Ouqi gave way.
It seemed that she was extremely tired. Before she sat down by the bed, she fell down.
He held the edge of the bed and stared at it, as if he wanted to take all this as a joke played by his naughty little apprentice.
But it's not fake.
The pale little disciple has no breath and no pulse.
She did leave.
So capricious, as if she didn't miss it.
Master had some complaints, but he secretly gave the little apprentice to explain.
No matter how powerful and excellent she is, she is just an ordinary person.
I can't control my life and death.
She's just very unfortunate. She can't see master again.
The master looked at the little disciple in silence, as if she were just sleeping.
It's quiet. If you don't look at your face, it's really like sleeping.
Xing Jiuan sleeps well.
There was another sound downstairs. Others arrived one after another.
Most of them came from other places. Some people still put off important things just to celebrate the younger martial sister's birthday.
It was noisy downstairs, shouting Mu Qing and Xing Jiu'An.
Lu Mingxi looked, ”I'll open the door.”
He whispered and went out.
The rest gathered around the bed as if they were staring at them, and the dead could come back to life.