When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

Zhong Liu has been blindfolded since he was caught, and has been deprived of water and food for the past two days.

When someone finally came to rescue, Zhong Liu felt that he was hallucinating and heard He Wen's voice.

After he was sent to the hospital, a policeman who came to investigate the incident confirmed to Zhong Liu that it was indeed He Wen who came to rescue him.

Since his eyes were covered by a black cloth for a long time, he couldn't directly contact the sunlight, and because he hadn't eaten or drank for two days, Zhong Liu's body was already showing signs of fatigue.

Fortunately, Zhong Liu's running around had laid the groundwork for him. After a good night's sleep, the doctor on duty came to check and found basically every problem.

In the evening, Zhong Liu removed the gauze from his blindfold, Zhong's mother watched him drink a bowl of chicken soup, put another bowl of chicken soup for him on the bedside, and then said that she would go to see Mumu's situation first.

Zhong Liu drank the remaining chicken soup, licked his mouth, and felt that it was not enough, so he took the bowl and prepared to find Mu Mu for food.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Zhong Jiamu mention He Wen.

Zhong Jiamu's voice was very calm, "Actually, it's fine if he doesn't save me. I've already been prepared to replace my brother."

Two seconds later, he heard Mama Zhong's slightly overwhelmed answer, "Mumu, you can't think like that."

Zhong Jiamu lowered his eyes, "But what happened to Brother Zhong Liu was because of me."

Hearing Zhong Jiamu's words, Zhong Liu's heart burst into an unknown fire, he pushed open the door, and walked to Zhong Jiamu in three steps at a time.

Hearing a "pop", Zhong Liu's hand was raised high, and red palm marks gradually appeared on Zhong Jiamu's face.

The sudden change caught Zhong Ma by surprise, she hurriedly stood up and pulled Zhong Liu anxiously, "What are you doing! Mumu is your younger brother!"

"I beat him because he was my younger brother," Zhong Liu was extremely angry at this moment, he looked at Zhong Jiamu, his eyes seemed to be ablaze, "When you make this kind of decision, you think about your mother, you think about me, Have you ever thought about the feelings of all those who love you!"

Zhong Liu's words almost screamed at the end, Zhong Jiamu raised his head, his expression was like a child who got a wrong question, but he still couldn't find the wrong place.

Zhong Liu has never said harsh words to his younger brother, Zhong Jiamu will always be the cutest and smartest person in his eyes.

But at this moment, waves of fear surged in Zhong Liu's heart. If He Wen hadn't saved Zhong Jiamu at that time, would he only be able to see the body of this stupid brother today?

Zhong Liu scolded without any scruples: "Mumu, if you have already thought about sacrificing yourself to save others, it means that you have long thought that other people's lives can also be replaced, so He Wen replaced you , Isn’t it normal? No matter who has made this choice, he should bear the result.”

Zhong Jiamu once said similar words to Nianyu, he never thought that one day he would use it to be trained by his brother.

Seeing that Zhong Liu was really angry, Zhong's mother hurried forward to help calm her down, "Okay, Xiao Liu, you are also a patient, so don't get too angry. What are you doing here?"

Zhong Ma looked down and saw the empty bowl Zhong Liu was holding in her left hand.

She snatched the bowl from Zhong Liu's hand, poured all the last bit of soup left in the thermos, and then handed it to Zhong Liu, "Do you want to drink?"

While Zhong Liu still wanted to train Zhong Jiamu, he also wanted to drink the last bowl of soup. He struggled for a long time, and finally pulled a stool, picked up the bowl of soup and drank it in the ward.

"Things are in the past, and they are in the past. People always have to look forward," Zhong Ma enlightened, "After you leave the hospital, Xiaoliu, you have to negotiate your work, right? Mumu, are you coming soon? During the exam? What do you want to do after coming here?"

As soon as work was mentioned, Zhong Liutang couldn't finish it, and he put the bowl on the bedside and began to sigh.

Zhong Jiamu vaguely understood Zhong Liu's meaning, he stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of Zhong Liu's clothes, and said aggrievedly, "Brother, I was wrong."

Zhong Liu opened his mouth and wanted to continue to teach others, but seeing Zhong Jiamu's pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but reply calmly: "It would be great if you really knew that you were wrong."

In the end, Zhong Liu held his last gasp and asked, "Does your face hurt?"

Zhong Jiamu nodded.

Zhong Liu wanted to find something for him to cover his face, and then remembered that he had slapped him.

He snorted coldly, and didn't care if he still had the momentum at this time, anyway, he held up his face, "It's okay to be in pain, look, see if you still have a long memory in the future."

After two days of searching, the police finally found Nianyu.

But at this time, Nianyu had no signs of life, and the temperature was high in summer, and the body had begun to rot and smell faintly.

Nianyu's mother passed away due to illness many years ago. Although Xi Yuankai announced to the outside world that he was being raised as an heir, there was no blood relationship, and secondly, he had not gone through the procedures for adopting a son. The employees who joined the Xi family were the ones who took the blame and resigned. Naturally, Xi Yuankai had no intention of helping him with his funeral.

According to regulations, Nian Yu was cremated and all the inheritance was moved to the relevant welfare center in Z city.

When Nianyu was cremated, no acquaintances came to visit him, and those who helped him with his funeral were strangers who had never met.

One lives, one grows up, one loves, one is crazy, one fights, and the last one dies.

He Wen is still missing.

Because when Nianyu was found, there were bite marks on his body, and the police began to wonder if He Wen was still alive at that time, and was then picked up and eaten by wild animals.

When Zhong Jiamu returned to school, there was still one week before the exam week.

Once a person is busy, he has no time to worry about the spring and autumn. He not only has to recite the key points drawn by the teachers of each subject, but also has to draw a portrait oil painting homework within a week.

Zhong Jiamu didn't know who he should draw, so he could only lay the foundation of the face and facial features first, and then randomly add details on it.

Wake up early in the morning and smear with a brush, and take books to the library to memorize in the afternoon.It is inevitable that oil paintings will be stained with various colors of paint. Zhong Jiamu has no time to clean up. After eating, he will take a book and sit in the far corner of the library.

When Meng Gaohan found Zhong Jiamu, he saw him stepping on the chair with both feet, squatting on the chair in a curled up posture.

Meng Gaohan walked over with his things and patted him on the shoulder, "Student Zhong Jiamu."

Zhong Jiamu looked up, saw Meng Gaohan, and asked in surprise, "Teacher Meng? What do you want from me?"

Meng Gaohan put the handbag in front of Zhong Jiamu, "Someone asked me to give these things to you some time ago."

Zhong Jiamu took it with some doubts, and when he opened it, he found that it was the Jiawen Group share transfer information that had been returned before.

His throat was stuck, "Who told you to hand it over to me?"

"It's He Wen."

Zhong Jiamu: "When?"

Meng Gaohan: "That banquet."

"The will has been justified. Once the death is confirmed, he will hand over everything to you."

Being repeatedly hinted that He Wen was dead, Zhong Jiamu's heart became numb.

"It's not appropriate to give it to me now," he refused, "Let's wait for the police to issue an official notice!"

Meng Gaohan nodded, but there was still no sign of leaving.

Zhong Jiamu asked, "Does Teacher Meng have anything else to do?"

Meng Gaohan thought for a while, "Do you need counseling? A lot of things have happened to you recently, and you haven't kept up with the class. I'm afraid you..."

"It's okay." Zhong Jiamu found a note from the pile of books and showed it to Meng Gaohan, "Xi Xingjin gave me all the information before going abroad for the competition, and he remembered it in detail."

Seeing people showing an unnecessary appearance, Meng Gaohan still bit the bullet and continued to ask: "I remember that I still need to paint a portrait oil painting. How is your progress now?"

Zhong Jiamu replied truthfully: "It's not close, I'm still mixing yellow paint, and the color I mixed before was not very satisfactory."

"May I take a look at it?"

Zhong Jiamu thought about it, and it was indeed reasonable for a teacher to want to inspect the progress of students' homework.

"I only took pictures of the previous few days, but I didn't take pictures of today."

He turned on his phone and clicked on the picture.

When Meng Gaohan saw it, his hands froze.

Although this painting is only a semi-finished product, Meng Gaohan can tell at a glance that the protagonist of this painting is He Wen.

His eyes are deep and gloomy, his face is tough, and his short black hair hides a pair of unpainted dog ears. His cheeks have been painted with white and red paint, but the outline of his face is still empty, which can be clearly seen Furry pencil lines nearby.

Even though he already knew, Meng Gaohan still asked reluctantly, "Is this He Wen?"

Zhong Jiamu didn't think about the person he drew, and everything was based on intuition.

At this time, after Meng Gaohan raised his point, he looked at his unfinished painting, and belatedly said, "It really looks like He Wen."

After so long, the police still haven't found He Wen, and everyone has agreed that He Wen is dead.

The assistant of Jiawen Group has been looking for Zhong Jiamu from time to time these days to ask him what he means.Before He Wen left, he had already managed the whole company up and down.Even without the decision of the president, Jiawen Group can still operate normally.Once Zhong Jiamu signed the share transfer agreement, he just had to wait to sign the documents sent by his assistant.

Zhong Jiamu looked at his painting, and began to worry again, "However, as long as it is a portrait, it should be fine? I just found out that this is mixed with animal shapes, and I hope I won't be deducted points."

The dead cannot compete with the living, but the dead will be beautified in the hearts of the living, and then no one can match.

Meng Gaohan knew that he had lost from the beginning.

He wished to be despicable, but in the end he couldn't bear to see Zhong Jiamu like this.

Meng Gaohan hesitated, and finally said slowly: "He Wen may still be alive."

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