After pretending to be the son of the richest man

The black fountain pen runs quickly on the paper, making a "rustling" sound.

The font is delicate and beautiful, and there is no pause in writing. It can be seen that the words to be written have already been prepared in the heart.

When the last stroke is finished, the fountain pen is thrown back to the table with a "snap".

His eyes didn't linger on that piece of paper, he turned to the computer, opened the interface of the web version of Weibo, and there was a "crackling" sound of keyboard tapping.

Moved the mouse, manipulated it, and soon returned to silence.

Finally finished everything, stared at the screen for a while, and got up quietly.

Today, she has no makeup, just wearing light home clothes, and her hair is naturally loose.

Step firmly to the sofa and sit down.

On the coffee table, there is a white medicine bottle.

The slender fingertips took it over, unscrewed it, and with the sound of "cracking", the pills fell down one by one, filling the bottle cap quickly.

The thick eyelashes raised slightly, and finally looked around, as if he still had nostalgia for this world.

However, after the death-like silence, Juejue's eyes finally condensed a little bit, he raised his head, and poured it all into his mouth.

The glass filled with warm water is on the right hand side, and with the lubrication of the liquid, the pills flow down the throat smoothly.

There was no ripple on her beautiful face, she raised her hand and poured another full bottle cap, and continued the same steps.

Repeated this many times, until there was no more leftover, threw away the medicine bottle, straightened his collar, and stood up.

Step by step, go to the bedroom.

Obviously she had made all the psychological preparations, but when she lay back on the bed with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, crystal clear teardrops still slipped from the corners of her eyes, and fell into her temples in an instant.

The pale ceiling reflected the despair and gloom in her eyes. The few seconds of hesitation were her only desire for survival.

In the end, he still closed his eyelids extremely slowly but decisively.

The world was completely plunged into darkness.

Guan Yishen sat on a hard plank bed in the detention center, with the back of his head against the cold wall, expressionless.

Since entering this room, he hasn't said a word.

He thought about it for a long time.

From meeting Fang Yongxin for the first time, to entering Qiu's house, to when he first fell in love, and then had a misunderstanding because of Hua Jin's scandal, the relationship almost collapsed.

The romantic confession of the other party who suddenly became enlightened, followed by being together, thinking that he had found the person with the same heart, so his mind was full of liking and inseparable.

Wishful giving, wishful love, wishful thinking, if we break up, the sky will fall.

But what about Fang Yongxin?

First Encounter and Rescue is a fake.

The excuse that Yu Jian had to ask him for help because he was lying in the ICU was also a lie.

After they kept talking about being together, they never lied to him, and in the end, they directly teamed up with their brother and sent him to the detention center, which couldn't be more fake.

Thinking about it this way, I'm afraid that none of the words in that man's mouth can be taken seriously.

Maybe the confession is also fake, the liking is also fake, and even the countless nights of sleeping together with each other, just to coax him and betray his lust, it is unknown.

Qi Liangzhe's words hit the nail on the head, he is just stupid and cheap.

Otherwise, with so many details exposed, almost all of them have been flattened before his eyes, how can he continue to deceive himself and others, and not stop until his head is broken and bleeding?

Deserved to be cheated.

It's a pity that even if the matter has come to this, Guan Yishen still won't bite Fang Yongxin back.

Fang Yongxin obviously understood this, so he dared to be so unscrupulous.

Even though he was once dazzled by love, he never forgot that the only purpose of coming to the capital was to bring down Qiu Hanlin.

No matter how many lies Fang Yongxin told, at least in the matter of revenge, he really had the same aspirations as himself.

His identity has been exposed, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to get close to the Qiu family in the future. If Fang Yongxin is also pulled down in a moment of righteous anger, it will only make Qiu Hanlin have the last laugh in vain.

Guan Yishen is not stupid, and it is precisely because he is not stupid that when Fang Yongxin turned his face and ruthlessly pushed him out to block the gun, he never quibbled or struggled.

All love-hate entanglements and fierce collisions were firmly pressed into his chest by him, and it was strictly forbidden to ferment and indulge in random thoughts. The moment he stepped out of the Qiu family villa, he had completely perished.

The focus of the empty pupils was slack, and only the white and indifferent light above the head was reflected on the retina.

The slightly cool fingertips rubbed the empty left wrist, where he once wore a watch, which was his most precious and precious object.

But now, everything has disappeared.

There are no lovers, no tokens of love, and no bright willow flowers gifted by fate.

He was alone in Wancheng, struggling hard for three years, and then he met Fang Yongxin. With hatred, delusions, wishes and hopes, he came to the bustling capital city, but in the end, there was still nothing left.

Either way.

Everyone has his own destiny, maybe he is doomed in this life, not worthy of any good things.

During the fifteen days in the detention center, Guan Yishen lived very peacefully.

He even decided to buy a plane ticket after going out and go back to Wancheng directly.

He has kept the card Fang Yongxin gave him, and the money in it is enough to spend. In the future, he will stay away from the battlefield here and take care of his mother with peace of mind.

Maybe in the near future, he will be able to see the news of the downfall of the Qiu family.

After all, Fang Yongxin's scheming and scheming are ruthless, and he has a deeper understanding than anyone else.

However, what Guan Yishen never imagined was that this so-called near future would come so soon.

When he mocked himself in this isolated space and spent day after day without realizing it, the huge capital city and the extravagant upper class had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

The gate of the detention center slowly closed behind him.

The cold north wind whizzed by, making his cheeks hurt.

Guan Yishen was still wearing the clothes he had when he came here, except for the wallet and mobile phone he had brought back, he had nothing on him.

Deprived of his identity as the young master of the Qiu family, and without the attention of the crowd and the camera, he felt a relief that he had never felt before, and even his breathing became easier.

Looking at the scenery in the distance, he walked forward.

Before the two feet had gone far, they suddenly stopped.

Not far away was a busy street, but what was rushing towards him at this moment was a figure that he had never thought of before.

Qiu Xueyi?

Before Guan Yishen had time to be surprised, the figure staggered towards him, grabbing his arm as if seeing a life-saving straw.

Only when people were in front of him did he see clearly that Qiu Xueyi's face was extremely pale and haggard, with thick black under his eyes, and he could tell at a glance that he hadn't slept soundly for a long time.

It seemed that he had finally waited for him, his lips moved open and closed, his round eyes widened, fragile and helpless, as if tears were about to fall in the next second.

"Yu... Brother Guan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you on purpose, I really don't know what to do... my sister said, Fang Yongxin sent you here just as a trick, you are actually still in the same camp, I can only come to beg you."

"Please... can you let us go..."

It was extremely difficult to utter the unfinished half of the sentence, the voice was choked in the throat, and the words were incoherent.

Guan Yishen was confused and couldn't figure out why he suddenly appeared: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Qiu Xueyi lowered his head, as if he felt particularly ashamed of his behavior, his voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"I know...I know that my dad is sorry for Auntie Guan and has caused her to be hurt all her life. I also know that my brother deserves what he deserves. He deserves what he is doing today, but no matter what...they are my dearest people, I can't Looking at them... I really can't..."

"Sister said, only you can persuade Fang Yongxin...don't kill them all."

"I understand... This request is too much... But as long as you agree, I am willing to do anything... Even kneeling down, I can apologize to you on behalf of the Qiu family."

As soon as the last sentence came out, he seemed to be awakened by himself in an instant. Before Guan Yishen could answer, he bent his knees and was about to kneel on the ground.

Guan Yishen hastily stretched out his hand to stop him. He could tell that Qiu Xueyi's mental state was on the verge of collapse. If he hadn't suffered a huge blow, he would never have been like this.

He has only been in for fifteen days, how big a blow can this pampered young master be like this?

He personally came to the detention center to wait for him as a counterfeit, he kept his voice low, and even knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Calm down, what happened? I can't look at my phone inside, and I don't know anything. Please explain the ins and outs first."

Only then did Qiu Xueyi raise his head, his eyes turned red at some point, and tears filled his eyes, as if they would roll down one by one in the next second.

He looked at Guan Yishen, the tip of his nose twitched, and he was so guilty that he couldn't speak.

Tremblingly, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on a certain news page, and handed it forward, then shrugged his shoulders and began to cry softly.

Guan Yishen lowered his eyes in a state of confusion.

Until his eyes were on the screen, and the moment he saw the huge title clearly, his heart stopped suddenly, and his whole body felt like a thunderbolt.

With a sound of "Kang Dang--", the phone hit the ground heavily.

His expression was dull, and his ears buzzed for a moment.

The surrounding background was completely blurred, and the sobbing and whimpering beside him were like needles, piercing into the limbs and bones, causing his blood to flow backwards and causing endless pain.

His fingertips trembled, and he couldn't believe what he had just seen.

Hua Jin committed suicide.