After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"Jinjin, are we having the same dream?" Shen Xunzhou asked her.

Wen Jin remained silent.

There are occasional cars coming and going in the parking lot.

As the car lights flashed past the two of them, Wen Jin asked, "Luckily it was just a dream, because in reality, you wouldn't look for me no matter where you left me."

"Shen Xunzhou, be well!"

"We are not suitable. In this life, I can only be Wen Jin, and I can never be your Mrs. Shen."

Wen Jin's chest was thundering, and when he turned around, the fingertips hanging by his side couldn't stop trembling.

She took one step at a time towards the elevator hall, her trembling legs hidden by her loose pajamas.

boom----

"puff.........."

Hearing the sound of someone stumbling and falling behind him, Shen Xunzhou stopped in his tracks as he tried to catch up with her.

He placed his palm on his chest, feeling depressed, angry, and anxious. All these emotions came together and made it difficult for him to breathe.

Struggle...

A mouthful of blood sprayed onto the black Maybach and flowed down along the clean paint.

Wen Jin stood in front of the glass door of the elevator hall and saw this scene through the reflection in the glass.

My legs seemed to be fixed there, unable to move.

She watched Shen Xunzhou spit out mouthfuls of blood mixed with wine. The smell was bloody, pungent, and mixed.

shocking.

Wen Jin's fingertips hanging by his side loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

I struggled internally and wanted to help him, but everything that happened in my past life was still fresh in my mind.

She wanted to, but didn't dare.

If she continues to be entangled in this life, she will not be able to guarantee good luck in this life.

Others die, and you live.

She chose the latter.

Even if her heart is in turmoil, she can still pick up the knife and cut off the emotional ties.

After a long time, Wen Jin raised his hand and fell on the door handle in extreme struggle.

Sighed deeply.

He suppressed his trembling body, clenched his teeth, pushed open the elevator door, and walked into the elevator without looking back.

The moment the elevator door closed, she squatted down and hugged her knees.

With a "wu" sound, she started crying.

Reluctance, intolerance, intolerance, entanglement, struggle, these emotions are enough to lock her up deeply.

Let her sink into the swamp.

...............

boom------

"Fuck!"

"Wen Jin is so cruel!"

"Damn it, if I used her heart to build the Great Wall, even a cannonball wouldn't be able to penetrate it."

Zhou Shan and Jiang Ge saw Wen Jin enter the elevator.

Seeing Shen Xunzhou fainted.

I can no longer watch the show.

He rushed out and hurriedly sent the person to the hospital.

Zhou Shan retorted: "I've already told you that Wen Jin won't care, but you don't believe me."

"Everything was fine. Weren't they madly in love before? How did it become like this?"

Jiang Ge didn't understand and drove quickly to the hospital.

"She has made it. She is no longer Wen Xiaojin, she is Wen Dajin."

"She has a strong core, no crazy person can shake her."

"Damn it! Drive faster! Have you called the hospital? If Brother Xunzhou dies, we will both be to blame!"

"You called our young master a lunatic?"

Zhou Shan: "What crazy talk are you talking about? Do I dare to do that?"

Shen Xunzhou was sent to the hospital and all the Shen family members came.

The doctor's answer was that it was caused by excessive drinking, overwork and anger.

When the old lady heard this, her eyes became serious and she looked at Jiang Ge: "I can understand working hard and drinking, but what does impatience mean?"

Jiang Ge hesitated and didn't dare to speak.

The Shen family members don't like Shen Xunzhou and Wen Jin being together. If he tells the truth at this time, he will die.

Song Jinzhi always loved his son. Seeing that Jiang Ge didn't dare to say anything, he looked at Zhou Shan with anger: "Shan Shan, you speak."

"Ah! Me?"

"I don't know either! I saw him lying on the ground when I came out of Wen Jin's house after dinner."

It doesn’t mention the main point, but it gives some clues.

For a moment, Zhou Shan felt that his speaking skills were getting better and better.

"It's Wen Jin again. What's so good about Wen Jin..........."

"Your son is angry and you're talking about others? If he hadn't moved at all and had no feelings at all, no matter what others did, they wouldn't have made him angry and angry."

"He can only draw a circle around himself and confine himself to death. This is all he can do."

The old lady knew long ago that Song Jinzhi would blame the mistake on Wen Jin.

Without thinking, he directly retorted: "When something goes wrong, look for the cause in your own family instead of blaming the earth for not having gravity when you can't poop."

Song Jinzhi turned pale after being scolded by the old lady in front of the younger generation.

He was so angry that he glared at Shen Changze.

The latter reached out and held her in his arms and coaxed her gently.

Seeing the old lady showing off her power, Zhou Shan and Jiang Ge dared not to make any more moves.

Just stand aside and act like a quail with your head down.

Shen Xunzhou stayed in the hospital for one night. The next morning, when the Shen family came to see him with breakfast, he was gone.

The young nurse looked terrified: "Mr. Shen must leave in the morning, and we can't stop him."

Song Jinzhi called and it was Zhou Jin who answered the phone.

"Where is Mr. Shen?"

"Madam, Mr. Shen is accompanying several people from the Development Office to inspect the land in the west of the city."

Song Jinzhi:........

"Give it to me," the old lady stretched out her hand and asked Song Jinzhi to give her the phone.

After answering the phone, the old lady's bold words rang out in the hospital ward: "Zhou Jin, give your Mr. Shen a message."

"Please tell me, old lady. I will definitely take you there."

"Let him die of exhaustion outside. Don't come back if he's not exhausted."

Zhou Jin: ...............

"what happened?"

Shen Xunzhou turned around and saw Zhou Jin was a little stiff holding the phone, so he asked.

"The old lady asked me to bring you a message."

"What?"

"I dare not say."

Shen Xunzhou:.............

"Bring me a bottle of water to wash my hands," he pulled up his sleeves and caught the water pouring from the bottle. Jiang Ge handed over a handkerchief, and the man wiped his slender fingertips one by one: "If you don't dare to say it, don't say it."

"Go check Wen Jin's plans for the May Day holiday."

Jiang Ge:............Still licking?

People are so angry that they want to vomit blood.

Are you still licking?

Why is it like a dog licking?

"Notify everyone that May Day will be a legal holiday."

"clear."

Jiang Ge opened the car door and let Shen Xunzhou get in. He glanced at Zhou Jin and said, "Why aren't you happy at all?"

"Do you think I can be happy? The May Day holiday is just to let us accept death calmly."

"That's right."

..............

Shi Jinghong lay in bed for a whole day before he came to his senses. He thought about calling Shen Xunzhou for comfort.

Zhou Shan saw him holding a cell phone and had a hunch: "Do you want to call Brother Xun Zhou?"

"He got me drunk like this, who else should I call if not him?"

"You can't drink, but you blame others," Zhou Shan muttered. "Other people think about their careers all day long, but you think about women all day long. You say you hang out in places of entertainment, but you haven't made any progress."

"Is that a personal attack?" Shi Jinghong sneered at him and continued to dial the phone.

"Stop fighting, Brother Xunzhou is even worse off than you."