Jiang Yibo and Fu Xinjing followed Ning Xiuyuan out, both calling out tensely, "Qiqi."
"You guys take him ho first, see you at school tomorrow," Qiao Qiqi said, then got into the driver’s seat of the car and drove away.
The three left at the police station entrance could only watch her leave.
Fu Xinjing hailed a taxi, and the three got in. Because the driver was there, the two wanted to say sothing but had to hold back.
At Ning Xiuyuan’s ho, Ning Xiuyuan slumped onto the sofa, looking grim.
"Boss, I’m not blaming you, but how could you treat Qiqi like that? She’s been worried sick about you, and you didn’t even say a word to her?" Fu Xinjing couldn’t help but say.
"Yeah, if it weren’t for Qiqi, you wouldn’t be out at all! Not thanking her is one thing, but seeing her anxious to save you and you remain indifferent?" Jiang Yibo couldn’t help but add.
"You guys go back first, I want to be alone," Ning Xiuyuan’s hand clenched into a fist, the veins on his hand bulging.
"No way, let us stay and keep you company."
The two didn’t dare to leave; Ning Xiuyuan clearly seed not quite right now, maybe the shock this ti was too much, and he might have a ntal issue.
"Go! Go right now!" Ning Xiuyuan suddenly raised his head, pointing toward the door, his eyes exuding coldness.
Fu Xinjing and Jiang Yibo were startled, exchanged a glance, hesitated for a mont, and said, "Then take good care of yourself, make sure to go to school tomorrow; Qiqi is waiting for you there."
The two had no choice but to leave the apartnt, outside they didn’t dare to really leave and hurriedly took out their phones to text Qiao Qiqi asking what to do.
Qiao Qiqi only replied, "You guys go ho, don’t worry about him."
Seeing Qiao Qiqi’s response, Fu Xinjing and Jiang Yibo followed her instructions. They didn’t realize that in their hearts, Qiao Qiqi’s words had beco a decree.
Inside the apartnt, Ning Xiuyuan was left alone. He went into the bathroom, angrily stripped off all his clothes, and stood under the showerhead, forcefully scrubbing his body. He raised his head to let the water hit his face, suddenly punching the wall again and again.
As if unable to vent his anger, he punched and punched until blood ran down the white tiles, only stopping when he was too tired.
Ning Xiuyuan ca out still in a slump, wrapped in a bathrobe, flopped onto the sofa, his bloodied hand hanging below, his eyes staring at the ceiling as if his soul had left his body.
"How pitiful you truly are!" An ominous voice sounded, startling the boy on the sofa, making him jump up nervously to look at the intruder.
A man wearing a black Ghost Mask walked toward him.
Ning Xiuyuan took two steps back in fear, saying tensely, "Don’t co near!"
"I’m here to help you!" The Ghost Mask man stood still, his dark pupils staring at him through the mask.
"I don’t need your help, leave right now," Ning Xiuyuan hurriedly adjusted his bathrobe, possibly due to the way he was dressed, he was especially flustered.
"Ning Xiuyuan, you’re too weak! You will need my help, or else, you’ll only ever be able to look up to that person for the rest of your life!" After finishing, the Ghost Mask man didn’t linger, he stepped back a few steps, reached the window, and jumped out.
Ning Xiuyuan, "...?"
His ho was on the twenty-sixth floor! Just like that, he jumped out?
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