deep invasion

Gu Jing guessed right.

The man in black in the hall on the first floor of the hospital saw him coming down, and ran over quickly while wiping his sweat, and said with a panicked face, "Mr. Han took Miss Fu away, we couldn't stop..."

"Take it away? How many of you can't stop him?"

Gu Jing glanced at the people in the hall, it was a working day, there were not many people coming to see the doctor, almost all the men in the hall were dressed in black.

These men in black used to be well-trained soldiers, Gu Jing picked them into Gu's house, but at this moment these former soldiers kept shaking their heads because of one person.

"Second Young Master, Mr. Han is...too strong, we are powerless and could not stop him." The man in black said with his head bowed.

His Ah Huan, since he came back two months ago, has become stronger, so strong that people are curious.

Gu Jing nodded, took the mobile phone from the assistant, and dialed the familiar number.

No one heard.

When Gu Jing dialed for the third time, he was finally connected.

The scream from the other end of the phone made Gu Jing frowned and gave up the words she had prepared.

Han Huan's voice came over.

"Gu Jing, Fu Ya is dead."

Someone stumbled into the gate of the hospital, shouting loudly into it.

"Come to the doctor! Someone was hit by a car!"

All the people in the hall changed their expressions but did not dare to take any unnecessary actions. They all looked at the man in the middle of the hall who had just hung up the phone.

Gu Jing pulled the coat that had slipped off her shoulders, the emotions in her eyes were unpredictable.

"Whoever was hit by a car has their mouths sealed. Don't spread a word about today's incident."

Uniform silence.

Gu Jing looked at the nurse passing by, whispered something to the assistant, and followed them out.

But at a distance of hundreds of meters, he walked very quickly, and soon saw Han Huan.

Where Han Hwan stood was away from the crowd.He didn't wear a coat when he left the ward, and his lean upper body was wrapped in layers of bandages, bleeding, and the dark red dots on the white cotton cloth were connected together, and the broad back was very embarrassed by the blood.

It was cold, and the wind chilled the skin.

Gu Jing gently hugged Han Huan from behind, his movements were very light, as if he was treating an extremely fragile rare treasure.

Han Huan broke away from that warm hug, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Gu Jing, she died right in front of my eyes. She died on the spot, and she didn't even need first aid."

In front of his eyes was a piece of bright red slowly flowing from the woman's body, that petite body was broken into several pieces, and the thick blood stains made him unable to see the woman's facial features clearly.

His warm body gradually stiffened in the cold wind.

She just lay there quietly on the cold ground.

Will she say goodbye to her family in her dreams?

Will she write to her aging father?

she will...

She's not coming back, never will be.

Putting down his hands and opening his eyes again, Han Huan's eyes had returned to the calmness of the past.He looked at Gu Jing's worried expression, and a gentleness flashed in his eyes.But when he opened his mouth, he was as resolute as a nail.

"Gu Jing, we murdered her."

"No, Ah Huan, it was just an accident."

No one expected this accident, but if this accident did not happen, what would be the final result of the woman?

Han Huan put down his hand covering his face, and looked directly at Gu Jing, there were many inexplicable emotions in each other's eyes.

"It was an accident, but it wouldn't have happened without our intervention."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Jing's face changed.

A silver-gray Lamborghini parked firmly beside the two of them.

The assistant got out of the car and looked at the two people blankly.

"Second Young Master, you and Mr. Han..."

Waving her hand to signal the assistant to back away, Gu Jing stretched out her hand to hold Han Huan's wrist, the beating in her hand was so real, but she left him the next moment.

Han Huan pulled his hand away.

"Ah Huan, get in the car, let's go home. After this incident, I will definitely give you an explanation, and we will talk about it when we get home, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in that voice.All the hustle and bustle all around has become a silent background.No one can be indifferent to such a pleading tone of a sweetheart.

Han Huan stared at those eyes that he loved for a long time before slowly shaking his head.

"Gu Jing, let's separate."

This sentence seemed to extinguish all the light in those beautiful eyes.

Gu Jing's raised hand paused in mid-air for a moment, and finally landed on the switch of the car door, and the door opened with a light pull.

Han Huan watched Gu Jing turn his head slightly and cast his eyes into the distance, the graceful lines of his neck were like a dying swan.

"Two years ago, the first time you said to break up, I agreed. I endured without seeing you for two years, but in the end I waited for the news of your death. The second time, more than ten days ago, I acquiesced again You were separated, and within 24 hours, you were in the hospital..."

After Gu Jing finished speaking softly, she retracted her gaze and smiled, biting down every word very clearly, "Ah Huan, do you know that in this life, I will never let you leave me again."

The soft lips were held down by Han Huan with his fingertips, and Gu Jing stared at the man shaking his head in front of him, almost biting his back molars.

"But it's different this time, Gu Jing, it's really different." Han Huan's voice was calm, but it became a thousand swords in Gu Jing's heart, and even his memory became bloody.

During the few days when Han Huan was hospitalized, he found out some things that he might never know.

For example, another truth from two years ago.

On the way to the hospital, he even thanked the explosion for allowing him to pry open the kid's mouth smoothly.

The truth that was spoken by the guy whose face was covered by bandages but still had charming red lips parted up and down, made him almost unable to calm down.

[Two years ago, Han Huan was sent to the special task force by the military region to perform a secret mission. The military region stipulated that it should be kept secret, but now that Zhao Jie is dead, it’s okay to tell you. ]

[It was I who told him on purpose that you disregarded human life, he believed me. ]

Two years ago, his Ah Huan chose to trust his partner instead of him.

The moment she walked into the ward, Gu Jing was convinced that she had hidden all her jealousy, but unfortunately, things often did not go smoothly.

Originally, he was only planning to persuade Fu Ya to give up with the facts, but he was angered by Han Huan. He was blinded by jealousy for a while, and changed the trajectory of his fate with a single sentence.

Fu Ya died.

His Ah Huan will not stay here.

The moment the man put down the hand covering his face, and since he caught the quick softness in those eyes, he knew that everything had changed.

Han Huan's tone was gentle yet firm, and he had no room for redemption.

"Gu Jing, I remember you said that if two people are not as happy together as they were when they were alone, they shouldn't be together."

So, now, are they saying goodbye?Gu Jing wanted to speak, but found it difficult to speak because of the bitterness in her heart, so she just waited in place, listening to Han Huan's voice in a daze.

All words are so untrue.

"I know myself too well. Even if I forcefully stay, I won't be able to be with you at ease in the future, let alone make promises to you." Han Huan paused, his voice trembling undetectably stand up.

"Then, that's it, Gu Jing, we're done here."

He still said the last sentence.

Han Huan turned around, as if he couldn't bear to see those eyes full of sadness.

Things happened so suddenly, and this decision was also so sudden, but everything was for each other's future and a better life.

Gu Jing looked at Han Huan walking so fast, step by step as if he wanted to get out of his life.

He didn't look back at him.