C32 It's No Different from a Dead Man

He was really angry that Zhai Yaotian didn't care about his brothers.

"We all understand that you must mourn and repent. I took all the negative energy from my teammates and did not tell you. Someone outside threw an olive branch at our team. I refuse; How much have I done for the Windstorm Fleet? "What about you? What have you done? For the past six months, you have lived a life neither human nor ghost. You are not angry at all. Without a trace of fighting spirit! "

"All of us are waiting for you to pull yourself together. We will wait for you to bring us back to glory! But now, with just one word, you are going to disband our entire fleet! "On what basis? Everyone is dead, "With you in this state, will you be able to return to the past?"

The more Zhang Binn spoke, the angrier he got. He slammed the table and shouted at Zhai Yaotian.

Zhai Yaotian listened quietly and did not move at all.

"When you have something, you don't know how to cherish it and spoil other people's sincerity. Now that you have lost it and pretend to be deeply in love, do you think Jian Jia will forgive you if she is still around? " Will she be moved by what you are doing now? "

"Do you know what Jian Jia said next to your racing car on the snowy night last year? She said she never hurt anyone, but you wanted her to die! " Now that she died as you wish, you live like a walking corpse! Are you worthy of Jian Jia's death? "Are you worthy of all of us?!"

The more Zhang Binn spoke, the louder his voice became. He used almost all of his strength and his throat was hoarse.

He had lost control of his emotions. He thought of something that could provoke Zhai Yaotian and spoke frankly.

Zhai Yaotian closed the album on his lap and got up from the sofa. He walked to the door and opened it.

"Have you said enough? Let's go."

He had made up his mind. Zhang Binn could not change his mind just by cursing and teaching him a lesson.

His sins were too deep. If he did not use this method of self-destruction to atone for his sins, he felt that he would not be able to find Jian Jia in the Underworld.

Zhang Binn knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. He chuckled and put his hands in his pockets. He straightened his back and walked out of the house.

At the door, he stopped and asked Zhai Yaotian, "You made a mistake. You tried to make up for it, but you made a bigger mistake. Have you ever thought that you would hurt more people by doing this?"

Zhai Yaotian's eyes were as dark as a deep pool. There was a trace of fluctuation in his eyes. His hand was still on the door, but the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

"I'm no different from a dead man." He said in a hoarse voice.

Zhang Binn frowned. He pursed his lips and left in silence.

He knew that the woman had taken Zhai Yaotian's soul away.

In the past, he did not know how to cherish it. Now, he wanted to cherish it, but he had no chance.

Did the heavens joke with him, or did he bring it upon himself?

...

Entering the night.

Zhai Yaotian went to Cheng Yu's house as usual.

He tidied the wrinkles on his clothes and went into the study room. He carefully carried Jian Jia's urn down.

Holding the urn, Zhai Yaotian sat on the ground. He raised his big palm and rubbed the blue and white porcelain wall back and forth.

"Jia Jia, it's been half a year. Cheng Yu hasn't come back yet. ... If I hadn't come to see you every day, this place would have turned into ashes."

Zhai Yaotian muttered to himself, treating that urn as the living Jian Jia.

"I want to take you home, but I don't dare. ... I was afraid that you would be touched by the scenery. After all, in that house, " I never showed you any face. What I can give you is sadness, or a past that is even more sad than sadness... "

Zhai Yaotian held the urn in his arms. His expression was one of extreme sorrow.

Every day, he had to say a lot of things to Jian Jia.

Every time, his voice was like blood, and his heart was cut by his own words.

Now, the more he spoke, the more he could remember how tender his words were.

"Jia Jia, one of your kidneys is with me, and the other is kept in the hospital with special technology. I want to give it to you, but I don't know how to give it to you..." Zhai Yaotian said softly, a trace of mist appearing in his eyes.

He curled up on the ground like this, holding the urn and sitting straight until dawn.

All of this was clearly seen by Cheng Yu, who was overseas.

Before Cheng Yu left, he had set up surveillance equipment at home.