Can You Love Me?

Even if Jian Zechuan got in the way and lost some of them, she still picked up a lot.

Just like her fragile body before, making one movie a year is enough. How dare she make so many movies? It's obviously because of her health.

Many netizens on the Internet said that Xu Lanqiao has now become a model worker in the industry, and this is to make enough of the scenes that could not be made before.

However, what can make a sick person suddenly get better?

There must be something wrong here.

By the way, he almost forgot about one person. The person who knew Xu Lanqiao's physical condition was Fang Ziheng.

He also mentioned Xu Lanqiao once when playing cards.

Jian Zechuan immediately said: "Come here, go and bring Fang Ziheng over..."

But soon someone came back to him: "Third Master, the hospital said that Young Master Fang hasn't been to the hospital for several days..."

"Where is the other person?"

It didn't take long before Fang Ziheng's whereabouts were found out.

Jian Zechuan went directly to him.

...

After Fang Ziheng learned of Xin Huan's death, he has been depressed. Now he is shutting himself up in the apartment, getting drunk day and night.

Jian Zechuan found Fang Ziheng's own apartment, but he didn't knock on the door. He knew it couldn't be opened at all, so he let someone pry open the door and go in.

As soon as the door was opened, an unpleasant smell rushed in, the smell of alcohol, mixed with the sour smell of vomit, which was particularly irritating to people's breathing.

Some of the bodyguards following Jian Zechuan couldn't help covering their noses and retching.

But Jian Zechuan walked in with a blank expression.

On the floor of the living room, wine bottles rolled down everywhere. The originally luxurious and elegant living room was now full of mess.

Jian Zechuan kicked away the empty wine bottle in front of him, walked over step by step, and walked up to Fang Ziheng who was unconscious after drinking.

His hair is messy, his clothes are dirty and smelly, full of vomit, and it has only been a few days since he learned of Xin Huan's accident, but he has already turned himself into a ghost.

Jian Zechuan looked at Fang Ziheng for a while, and asked someone to fetch a bucket of cold water.

Then it fell directly on Fang Ziheng's body.

A bucket of cold water poured down his head, and Fang Ziheng instantly woke up.

He looked up and saw Jian Zechuan, like a child abandoned by the whole world, murmured: "Third Brother..."

"I know everything!"

Jian Zechuan picked up the empty wine bottle on the sofa, threw it on the ground, and sat down.

The bodyguards were already cleaning up the mess in the house, opening the windows for ventilation.

Fang Ziheng's face turned pale, "Third brother, I'm not you, you don't know my feelings for Xin Huan, I can't accept it... I... look forward to meeting her so much, as I said, she is the only one in my life, I want to be with her Those who get married and want to spend the rest of their lives together, can...can..."

Fang Ziheng cried as he spoke, and couldn't continue.

He cried like a child, tears and snot all flowed out, and he was really sad.

When he saw Xin Huan's cold and hard tombstone, he went crazy.

He couldn't accept the goddess he was thinking of, so he became a cold tombstone.

Therefore, he chose to use alcohol to numb himself. When he was drunk, he didn't have to face the cruel reality. When he was drunk, he could forget about it and feel that Xin Huan was still alive.

The current Fang Ziheng really prefers the time when he didn't know anything.

At that time, at least... he still had hope.

Jian Zechuan didn't speak, he and Fang Ziheng only found out after a long time interval that the person they liked was gone.

But he is far more talented than Fang Ziheng.

He deliberately forgot, he made it...

Fang Ziheng never gave up any hope of finding...

Moreover, Fang Ziheng has always known what he wants, even if he fell in love at first sight, even if he only met once, but in the long process of searching, he has long been unable to extricate himself, so it is so painful after knowing.

But Jian Zechuan himself, he was so stupid that he could only see his own heart when he was gone.

Only then do I know what it is to like!

Fang Ziheng can be forgiven, but he cannot.

Jian Zechuan said lightly: "If you can't accept it, you have to learn to accept it. You get used to it when it hurts. People... I can't come back."

This is for Fang Ziheng to hear, but also for himself.

People are gone and can't come back.

Therefore, he has to live alone in this world without her and get used to being alone.

To live in guilt, guilt, loneliness, and pain every day, day after day, year after year...

Because he didn't even have the qualifications to die, so how could such a person who had failed her so much be qualified to stay with her.

How can you have the face to meet her parents, how dare you say that I failed to protect your daughter, it was me who killed her!

Fang Ziheng shook his head: "Third Brother, I can't...I can never accept...I'm not as cold-blooded as you."

Jian Zechuan took out a cigarette, "Yes, you are not as cold-blooded as I am."

His blood must be really cold!

I didn't pay attention before, so I couldn't feel the temperature, but now...it's new and gone, and I can't feel the temperature.

In fact, Jian Zechuan is envious of Fang Ziheng, at least he still has a way to vent.

The cigarette was lit, and Jian Zechuan held it between his fingers, but he didn't smoke it. The smell of tobacco dissipated, gradually neutralizing the unpleasant smell in the air. He said, "I came to you because I have something to ask you."

Fang Ziheng shook his head, all his energy was taken away, "Third brother...I can't answer you now...don't worry about me, let me continue to get drunk..."

Jian Zechuan looked down at him: "You have to cheer me up and cheer up. Since you keep saying that you like Xin Huan, then you should know that she was killed by someone. Shouldn't you catch the murderer? Do you want justice for her?"

After a while, the decayed gray on Fang Ziheng's face gradually receded, and he said solemnly, "What do you want to ask?"

"Xu Lanqiao's physical condition."

Fang Ziheng was surprised, but he still answered truthfully: "Xu Lanqiao's womb was born prematurely because of stunted growth and congenital heart disease. My grandfather said back then that it was a miracle that she lived to be 20 years old. If she didn't have a suitable heart, she wouldn't be able to live to be 25 at all... If it wasn't for my grandfather to treat her back then, she really wouldn't even be able to live to be 18..."

Jian Zechuan continued to ask: "Do you have any information about her body?"

Fang Ziheng patted it; "My grandfather has it... I'll take you to find it."

So Fang Ziheng broke into his grandfather's study with Jian Zechuan in his filthy body, turned the study upside down, and finally found Xu Lanqiao's information.

"Third brother, that's it...you can see if there is anything you want, but third brother, why do you want to find Xu Lanqiao's information?"

Jian Zechuan ignored him, he hurriedly read the information, and saw the blood type column above at a glance, it was surprisingly rare RH negative blood.

This rare panda blood has the same blood type as Sister Xin Ai.