My Empress is My Bad Girl

Han Yu plucked up the courage to follow him. He had thought about what to say in his heart, but when the opponent's eyes looked at him, he suddenly lost his courage.

She lowered her head, pinched the corners of her clothes with her hands, and hesitated: "I, it's that...it's something."

"Please say."

"You, what's wrong with you...? I just wanted to ask, you..."

"Squad leader, what are you going to say?" Zhao Yuanjing couldn't help feeling a little impatient when she saw her panicked.

He still needs to read books.

Han Yu gritted his teeth, raised his head, and asked directly: "You are not Zhao Xiaojing!"

Zhao Yuanjing raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

"Are you really not?"

Han Yu took a step back in shock.

Although she believed in her own judgment, the other party really admitted that she was completely frightened.

Zhao Yuanjing asked calmly: "Do you have any other questions? I left without me."

"Wait!"

Without knowing where the courage came from, Han Yu stretched out his hand to hold his sleeves, "You, you can tell the matter clearly before leaving. Who are you? What about Zhao Xiaojing?"

Zhao Yuanjing looked up at the sky and said, "In order not to affect your mood and affect your exam, I think you should ask me this question after a while."

"No, you can tell me clearly now!" Han Yu was anxious.

How could she endure the exam!

"Zhao Xiaojing is dead." Zhao Yuanjing answered bluntly.

"what?"

Han Yu's head banged, his legs softened, and he almost sat on the ground.

She held on to the pillar at the entrance of the hotel in time, her lips trembling: "Zhao Xiaojing is dead? I don't believe what you said, it's okay, why is he dead?"

"suicide."

"impossible!"

"Since you like Zhao Xiaojing, don't you know he has depression?"

Zhao Yuanjing knew the name of depression a long time ago.

Yundai gave him popular science.

Han Yu's face turned pale in an instant, tears streaming down his eyes.

she knows.

Of course she knew.

How could she not know that that boy is always depressed, and the lonely boy has depression.

She had seen those wounds on his wrists with her own eyes.

Thinking of this, Han Yu grabbed Zhao Yuanjing's wrist.

A clean, flawless wrist.

Han Yu squatted to the ground and cried.

When outsiders looked at it, it seemed that Zhao Yuanjing had bullied the little girl.

Zhao Yuanjing was always calm, holding the bag and turning to the hotel.

"You wait," Han Yu suddenly stopped him, "You tell me, who are you? Why do you look exactly like Zhao Xiaojing? Are you and Zhao Xiaojing twin brothers?"

Zhao Yuanjing is actually very puzzled, but it is not impossible for people in such a big world to look the same.

Han Yu had already acted as his acquiescence when he was distracted.

She cried and said, "I didn't know that Zhao Xiaojing had a younger brother."

"I am not a brother."

"Are you brother?" Han Yu was desperate, "Why did I never know? Didn't you live together? Oh, I know, Zhao Xiaojing's father and mother were separated long ago, and your mother only took Zhao Xiaojing away. Take you away. All, you came back from the country to take the exam for Zhao Xiaojing's student status, didn't you?"

Zhao Yuanjing was dumbfounded.

Is this the legendary brain supplement?

He didn't say anything.

However, she explained so much for him, which saved him from wasting his words.

"Nothing else, goodbye."

Zhao Yuanjing is gone.

Until he got to the room and looked out the window, Han Yu still squatted on the ground crying.