Mu Sui didn't try to stop them, just looking at Jiang Xinyu's back, he said, "He's dead, because of you."
Jiang Xinyu stopped in place and sighed after a while, "...I know."
If it weren't for Jiang Xinyu's drowning incident and the quarrel between them, yesterday was not the day he should have appeared.
If he hadn't appeared yesterday, he wouldn't have been killed by the assassin.
It was tragic.
Blood everywhere.
Looking at him was like looking in a mirror.
As he died from his injuries, it seemed as if he had died too.
Unfortunately, he didn't die.
He was the one who survived.
He was the one with the ultimate decision-making power.
It was up to him to decide what flowers to plant in the courtyard and who to bring back and hide in the small courtyard.
But he wasn't happy.
Xiang Silei was dead.
He was dead.
Jiang Xinyu was going to die too.
In the end, only he was left.
Only he remembered that he had a heart that had loved someone.
Going over the wall.
