Ji Changmu could no longer hear clearly what Qiao Zhixing was saying behind him. Only the "buzzing" sound and Qiao Zhixing's crying kept coming from his ears.

The news of Qiao Muyuan's accident swirled in his mind. Ji Changmu spat out another mouthful of blood without saying a word.

The man's face was pale and his vision was blurry.

"Ji Changmu!" Qiao Zhixing cried and called his name, "Go and see her...Send her off for the last time...How lonely she is alone...Ji Changmu..."

Qiao Zhixing called his name, and Ji Changmu came back to his senses. His lips trembled slightly and he asked in a low voice: "Say it again... A Yuan... what's wrong?"

"Ji Changmu, are you serious? Are you listening to me? I don't have time to talk to you. The plane is about to take off. You go see your sister... for the last time..." Qiao Zhixing told him the location of the hospital.

, voice choked with sobs, with a heavy cry, "No rescue... Butler Tao

Said... It was raining heavily... She went out to do surveying and mapping... Do you understand how I feel? I just lost my brother in the first half of the year, and now I have lost my sister... Ji Changmu, you didn't come when my brother passed away.

, this time, I don’t ask you to do anything, just go and see your sister off for the last journey..."

"Zhixing... how lonely she is alone..." Ji Changmu's voice was very soft, like the rain outside the window, and he couldn't muster the strength.

"What did you say?" Qiao Zhixing didn't hear clearly and frowned, "The signal here is not good and the plane is about to take off. I'll hang up first."

With that said, Qiao Zhixing hung up the phone.

Ji Changmu stood tall and tall, silently watching the cold rain sweeping across the world. There was mist in his eyes, which was dense and indifferent.

"A Yuan..." He called Qiao Muyuan's name softly and looked at the vast white sky, "You are still so young, why do you have to walk in front of me."

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Ji Changmu's lips, his throat was filled with the smell of blood, and his heart was numb, so painful that he couldn't feel anything.

The shock and panic in his eyes also dissipated little by little, leaving only endless loneliness.

It seemed like he was the only one left in this world.

After a long time, he walked to the closet, took off his hospital gown and put on his own clothes.

Ji Changmu's fingers were trembling, and the whole process was like a lifeless doll. There was no sadness or joy on his face, only boundless calm.

As soon as he stepped out of the ward, the nurse immediately stopped him and said hurriedly: "Sir, you can't go out!"

Ji Changmu ignored her and pushed her away.

The little nurse saw that Ji Changmu's face looked strange and was about to ask someone to stop him, but Ji Changmu warned coldly: "Don't follow me."

He walked straight downstairs, hailed a car and went back to Bolton, his manor.

It rained heavily in Manchester, but there was no rain in the small town of Bolton, only the dark sky and the endless manors.

The car took Ji Changmu to his manor. Along the way, Ji Changmu felt very uncomfortable. He coughed up blood several times and his face was as pale as paper.

He didn't speak, he just sat quietly in the car, his eyes dull.

When they arrived at the entrance of the manor, the car drove away. Ji Changmu walked into the living room from the door, went upstairs, and went straight to the study.

His steps were heavy, each step weighing heavily.

He knew that he and Qiao Muyuan were separated from each other.
Chapter completed!