"He chose the most undignified way to die, jumping off the top floor of that apartment building."
Qiao An turned her head, looking towards Mu Jingxi, her eyes reddened, tears swirling in her sockets, she asked with a choke, "Mu Jingxi, do you know how tall that building was? My brother, he just... he took that leap for his final jump... When the police called me and my parents over, my mother fainted on the spot when she saw the scene."
Mu Jingxi pulled her into his arms, gently patting her back with one hand, "I know."
From such a height, the death must have been gruesome.
"Qiaoqiao, stop thinking about it. It's all in the past."
"No, I can't get past it." Qiao An clenched her teeth, her voice trembling, "If Ji Qingxin doesn't die, I can't explain to my brother, nor can I explain to my father and mother."
Ji Qingxin had initially fled back to the country partly to escape the shock and impact of Qiao Yiqing's suicide.
