More to come [Rebirth] (GL)

"Get out of the way." Jing Xiu said without emotion.This was the first sentence she said after nearly twenty hours, and her voice was unbearably hoarse.

Seeing that she had opened her mouth, the media refused to give in even more, wishing to stuff the microphone into Jing Xiu's mouth.

"Get out of the way." Jing Xiu sternly repeated.

No one takes it seriously.

"Get out of the way." Jing Xiu closed his eyes and said the third time.The media people still ignored it, and the flashlight pierced Jing Xiu's eyes and her blood-drenched heart.

There were faint blue veins throbbing on Jing Xiu's fair forehead, Yao Xiao couldn't help crying, but it was too late.Jing Xiu opened her eyes, suddenly stretched out her hand and snatched away the camera closest to her, and threw it out viciously.

The camera hit the ground with a dull shattering sound.

"Go away!" She tried her best to straighten her body, but there was a faint cry of collapse in her voice.

Everything happened in an instant, and everyone was shocked by her rudeness.The female reporter whose camera was smashed cried, and the media people were also angry.The world was silent for two seconds, then there was an even stronger push and shoving, the flickering lights turned on with an even more frustrating frequency, and sharper and harsher questions were thrown at Jing Xiu again.

Jing Xiu's eyes turned black for a while, and he wanted to vomit.She clutched her chest and ordered the bodyguard in an unsteady voice: "You're welcome, it's all smashed."

Yao Xiao called her fearfully: "Ms. Jing..."

The bodyguards were also in disbelief and dared not move.

Jing Xiu stared directly at Ji Youyan's photo in front of her, and asked the bodyguard dryly: "Are you deaf?" She glanced at the bodyguard's hesitant eyes, and her eyes filled with tears and bloodshot eyes were gods and Buddhas. The evil spirit of Buddha.

The bodyguards confirmed Jing Xiu's determination, and without mercy, they grabbed the microphone and camera one by one and threw them outside.

It wasn't until the media people realized that Jing Xiu was coming for real, they were dazed for two seconds, kept shooting while backing away, avoiding the range of the bodyguard's arm, and unknowingly got out of the way.

"Fuck, is this crazy?!", "Damn..." All kinds of curses are endless.

Jing Xiu ignored it.She only stared at Ji Yuyan's smiling face in front of her, dragging her thin figure, walking towards her fragilely but firmly step by step.

all fake.Perhaps, this is a farce to trick her into not getting married and to come back.Yanyan was waiting for her inside.

Right……

I beg you.Words, please.

Chapter 120

In the chaos, the door of the meeting place was opened, and Jiang Chun and Wei Yizhen brought people out to meet them.The two of them covered Jing Xiu with their clothes, protecting her from moving quickly into the door, while security guards and bodyguards stood in a line of defense not far away to block the restless media.

The heavy wooden door creaked shut, separating the inside and the outside into two worlds.The harsh noise from outside can no longer be heard inside the door.

The mourning hall is very large and the lights are very white. Ji Youyan has just moved here not long ago. Apart from the elegiac couplets and the posthumous photos on the table, there is only a solitary ice coffin in the whole room.

When Jing Xiu entered the door, his eyes fell into the ice coffin parked in the center.She trembled all over, her legs were tense, and she turned her back to everyone, and walked step by step, very calmly and steadily, towards the ice coffin covered with blankets.

For a while, no one spoke, only the ice coffin connected to the power supply was humming, in line with Jing Xiu's footsteps, one sound, dull and depressing.

Jiang Chun, Wei Yizhen and Yao Xiao stood by the door and didn't dare to disturb Jing Xiu. Seeing Jing Xiu standing beside the ice coffin for a long time without moving, they exchanged a worried look and prepared to step forward.

Jing Xiu suddenly moved away from staring at the ice coffin, looked around the mourning hall, and said softly and softly: "Where is Yanyan?"

Beside the white cloth for offering sacrifices, her face seemed to be whiter than the cloth, her eyes were as red as blood, but there was a soft smile on the corner of her lips, which was so weird and penetrating.Jiang Chun, Wei Yizhen, and Yao Xiao all froze for a moment, feeling terrified.

No one dared to answer her, nor did they know how to answer her.

Jing Xiu glanced over Jiang Chun, Wei Yizhen, and Yao Xiao, and asked again as if talking to herself: "Where is Yanyan?" She opened her eyes without blinking, but tears fell uncontrollably.

It was still a terrible silence.

She stopped asking, and stood stubbornly, as if waiting for Ji Yuyan to come out suddenly from a certain corner.

After a long time, the slight curvature of her lips disappeared completely.She bit her lip, bent down slowly, stretched out her hand as if she wanted to touch the blanket covering the ice coffin but didn't dare, her whole body was trembling badly.

Jiang Chun moved his throat, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.She has never seen Jing Xiu who has always been calm and restrained like this.Just as she was about to go forward to comfort Jing Xiu, Jing Xiu straightened up suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the metal candlestick on the table, and slammed it hard on his head.

Jiang Chun's pupils dilated, and he screamed in fear, "Xiuxiu!"

Yao Xiao rushed to Jing Xiu's side in a slippery run, snatched the candlestick from Jing Xiu's hand, and wrapped Jing Xiu's arm to prevent her from moving, sobbing and crying in fright.

Jing Xiu was weak all over, with straight eyes, letting Jiang Chun and Yao Xiao touch her head back and forth.She kept thinking in her mind, why?

Is it not painful enough?Why is she dying of pain, and she can't wake up from this nightmare.

The hair on Jing Xiu's sun xué was wet with blood. "Go to the hospital!" Jiang Chun said anxiously, "Yizhen, can you help me get in touch?" Ji Youyan's mother couldn't bear the blow and was still in the hospital. Wei Yizhen should have already arranged the hospital.