He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

The sea water in late autumn is freezing cold.

The deeper you go, the colder it is.

Mo Beichen swam towards Qiao Wangshu with all his might.

The wounds on his body were irritated by the sea water, causing such severe pain that it bit his bones and burned his heart.

But none of that was as heartache as he felt right now.

How could he not feel heartbroken when the little girl he held in his heart was tortured like this?

I do not know how long it has been.

Qiao Wangshu's eyelids became heavier and his consciousness became blurred...

Just before she was about to pass out, someone hugged her and sealed her lips.

Mo Beichen gave her some air and quickly untied the ropes that bound her hands and feet.

Qiao Wangshu regained consciousness a little, looked at him, pointed upwards, and pushed him hard, signaling him to float to the surface quickly, leave quickly, and ignore her...

How could Mo Beichen abandon her?

He held her and swam upwards.

Qiao Wangshu stopped struggling to push him away.

He could come alone to save her, risking his life to jump into the sea to find her, so how could he let go? She hugged him tightly and floated upwards...

Ten minutes later.

Mo Beichen was completely exhausted and used his last bit of strength to push her upwards, but he fell rapidly downwards due to the interaction of forces.

The distance between the two people was widened.

Qiao Wangshu shook his head vigorously and swam towards him.

The merciless waves rolled in succession.

The distance between Qiao Wangshu and Mo Beichen was pushed farther and farther by the waves.

Mo Beichen tried his best.

He was really tired and couldn't move on any longer.

The second before he closed his eyes, he recalled the scene when he first met her.

The little girl had two pigtails tied with a red hairband and was wearing a beautiful princess dress. She looked like a delicate and pretty girl. She was still a child, but she comforted him who was three years older than her, like a little adult...

Shushu.

I can no longer stay with you, and I can no longer love you.

Shushu.

farewell!

Mo Beichen fainted weakly.

The vast sea was surging with waves. Mo Beixiao, the Mo family members who had rushed over, the medical staff from the hospital, and the police officers, after controlling the scene, set up a cordon and were actively using various means to rescue people.

Mo Beixiao also jumped into the sea.

He is Mo Beichen's cousin, the fourth in the family, and is called "Fourth Master" by the people in Beijing. He looks a bit like Mo Beichen, but his temperament is completely different. Mo Beichen is noble and cold, sickly and evil, and has a strong aura. He is flamboyant and unruly, with a pair of very beautiful phoenix eyes. At first glance, he is a playboy and a dissolute rich boy.

The first person he found was Qiao Wangshu, who was also in a coma.

He hated Qiao Wangshu very much.

In his opinion, Qiao Wangshu was ungrateful and unkind. But his third brother loved her deeply and refused to let go even though she hurt him again and again. But he also knew in his heart that the marriage between the Mo family and the Qiao family was forced and lured by his third brother. Qiao Wangshu was not unwilling, and he was not wrong. But he was the third brother's younger brother, so of course he considered the issue from his third brother's perspective. People are biased, so he naturally favored his third brother.

He really didn't want to care about this woman's life or death.

If she hadn't cooked for the third brother yesterday, causing him to fall ill and be hospitalized for infusion, and then run out of the Mo family and be arrested, how could the third brother come alone to save her? In such a dangerous situation? Whether he was alive or dead was unknown?

However, he still rescued Qiao Wangshu first.

Because he knew very well that if this woman died, his third brother would not survive!

Mo Beixiao rescued Qiao Wangshu to the shore, handed him to the medical staff for first aid, and turned around to go to the sea again to look for Mo Beichen. Before he moved, a member of the Mo family came up to him and told him that the Third Master had been found.

He quickly followed the man to meet his third brother.

Mo Beichen was placed on a medical stretcher, his body covered with scars left by the steel pipes. After being irritated by the sea water, his body was bruised and purple, but no blood was seeping out. It was obvious that his blood was no longer circulating.

Mo Beichen's personal doctor, who came with him, looked pale. He raised his eyes to look at Mo Beixiao, and said in a trembling voice: "Fourth Master, Third Master is already... Third Master's body is already at the end of its strength. This time... you... accept my condolences."

Mo Beixiao lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Beichen, who had no heartbeat or breathing. Scarlet bloodshot appeared in his narrow and long phoenix eyes. He clenched his jaw tightly in grief. His throat seemed to be pinched by someone and he couldn't make a sound. His breathing was heavy and veins all over his body were bulging.

Qiao Wangshu woke up after receiving first aid.

Look for Mo Beichen as soon as possible.

She knelt on the beach, grabbing Mo Beichen's arms with trembling hands. Her tongue was cut and she couldn't speak. Her eyes were bloodshot and tears fell down as she sobbed.

That voice stimulated Mo Beixiao.

He suddenly regained control of his voice, pushed Qiao Wangshu away with great force, and shouted angrily: "Don't touch my third brother, you killed him, get out, get out!"

Mo Beichen is dead!

died!

Qiao Wangshu couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

But it's true!

She killed Mo Beichen!

She killed the man who was willing to give his life for her!

Qiao Wangshu covered his face and cried bitterly, until he vomited, cried until his whole body was convulsing, cried until he lost consciousness...

When she woke up again, she was in the hospital.

All the injuries on his body were treated.

She was like a zombie, lifeless.

The internet was flooded with news about her kidnapping and the drowning of Mo Beichen, the head of the Mo family, while trying to save his fiancée. It was reported that the Mo family would keep the body for seven days, and after seven days, Mo Beichen would be buried and laid to rest. Other details of the case were under further investigation...

Qiao Wangshu could no longer enter the Mo family manor.

The place she had wanted to escape from countless times was now like a high wall wrapped in a steel fortress, isolating her from the outside.

She could only wait.

Waiting for Mo Beichen to be buried.

Wait until all the Mohists leave the cemetery.

Otherwise, with Mo Beixiao's personality, he would never let her get close to Mo Beichen's grave.

Seven days seemed as long as seven centuries.

Qiao Wangshu lives in self-blame, heartache and despair every day.

There is endless news about her on the Internet.

Given the status of the Mohist School in the capital, no one dared to talk too much about Mo Beichen. However, she lost the protection of the Mohist School and became the target of public criticism...

[Kidnapped, and I heard he was tortured all night, he is no longer human]

[It is said that they were locked in the basement with more than a dozen men]

[The Third Master really loves her. Even after all that, he is still willing to save her and even sacrifice his life for her. Why does he do that?]

[......]

The Internet was full of various voices, and someone deliberately manipulated public opinion to lead everyone to guess that Qiao Wangshu was defiled. Before Mo Beichen's body was cold, Qiao Wangshu had already become infamous.

However, Qiao Wangshu didn't care about those remarks. She turned a deaf ear to the overwhelming public opinion.

In the past few days, her mind was full of Mo Beichen.

On the day Mo Beichen was buried, an autumn rain fell in the cemetery.

The sound of pine waves makes the scene even colder.

After all the funeral processions left, the sky darkened completely.

Qiao Wangshu walked to the tombstone and lowered his head to look at the photo of Mo Beichen on it.

He was only thirty years old, a very good age, but he lost his life because of her. He was the leader of the Mohist School, what kind of woman did he want? But because of her, an unworthy person, he ended up like this.