Inferior pampering

Chapter 106

　　How desperate he must have been when he ran towards him in only three seconds, desperately calling for help, but was abandoned indifferently.

　　"The glass is one way, I can't see inside."

　　Even his voice was trembling.

　　"What about the sound?"

　　"You have such good hearing. If I snort at night, you will wake up. Why didn't you hear me banging on the glass so hard?"

　　Ji Tingyu's heart hung up, and he subconsciously held his breath.

　　All he wanted was an explanation, an explanation that would bring him out of the nightmare.

　　No matter how outrageous what He Zhuo said, such as wearing earphones, having a cold and hearing loss, or even not hearing the sound at all but just looking back casually, he will accept it.

　　He will no longer mind those three years of neglect and cold violence, no longer mind that he lost his own stone and ridiculed countless times, as long as He Zhuo speaks out, he will believe it.

　　But He Zhuo told him: "I heard..."

　　Ji Tingyu closed his eyes, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

　　"Stop talking, shut up! Stop talking!"

　　He rushed up to cover He Zhuo's mouth, and threw him to the ground, preventing him from saying another word.

　　With tears in his eyes, He Zhuo opened his fingers one by one, confessing the secret he had buried in his heart for a whole year.

　　"I heard voices, but I thought you knew I was back and lost my temper again, so you didn't care..."

　　Regret is like a maggot attached to the bone, gnawing at his flesh and blood in every midnight dream.

　　The fact that glass is one-way is just a reason for him to deceive himself.

　　No matter how many times he was reborn, he would never forgive himself. Even though he heard the voice, he didn't go upstairs.

　　If he went up to check immediately, the four people would have no time to move, and he would be able to expose William's plot and save Ji Tingyu.

　　That was his most likely chance to succeed, the chance to save the kitten.

　　"It turns out that the truth is so simple, it's just because I don't care..."

　　Ji Tingyu laughed, with his shoulders raised, his smile shaking, his voices were dark and depressing.

　　In an instant, the laughter turned into a hysterical roar. He took out a gun from his leg bag and put it on He Zhuo's head: "I really want to kill you!"

　　He Zhuo didn't dodge or evade, he closed his eyes willingly.

　　But Ji Tingyu's hand holding the gun trembled violently, and his eyes began to become bloodshot again. He roared and smashed the gun against the wall, slapping himself like he did in his previous life: "Why did you do this, why did you do this to me! I I've done good deeds all my life, I've saved so many people, why did I run into you, you guys!"

　　"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He Zhuo hugged him tightly, grabbed his hand and put it on his body, even though he beat and scolded and struggled without letting go, his lips trembled to comfort him, "It's all over, it's over, yes I'm not good, it's all my fault, if you want to punish me, punish me, okay?"

　　"What's the use of being sorry! What's the use of you saying this now! Do you know how I died? Huh?"

　　He poked He Zhuo's face and asked word by word: