Chapter 1790 Like Fate

"Teacher?"

Fu Lin was a little worried about his mental state, but Bai Qian only kept repeating two words.

"Wrong, all wrong, I was wrong."

"Teacher, cheer up."

Fu Lin was so scared that he wanted the doctor to come over and see others, but was pushed away by Bai Qian.

"Teacher, I'll let the doctor treat you."

"Xiao Lin, go, take Xie Feng and Sheng Mian out together, and then go to Ruan Tang, she will arrange everything for you later."

"Teacher, we are only one step away from success, this is the goal you have always wanted to achieve."

Bai Qian slumped in the chair, his face fell a lot.

"Let's go, take those two people away, and the doctor, and remove the hypnosis for her."

"Teacher!"

Fu Lin has always listened to him, knowing how much he has done to get to this point, how can he give up just like that.

Bai Qian only repeated one sentence, "It's my fault, not her fault, it's all my fault."

He seemed to be stuck in his own quagmire.

Fu Lin stood there without moving, but saw him get up, walk over, and pat his shoulder.

"Xiao Lin, this is the last time you listen to me."

Fu Lin pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, called a pause, asked the doctor to help Sheng Mian up, and he helped Xie Feng up.

"Teacher, are you sure?"

Bai Qian shook his head and slumped in his chair, his face ashen, as if he had lost all desire to live.

Fu Lin didn't say anything else, he was still an obedient student.

But Chang Qiu started to go crazy at this time.

"What do you mean? What do you mean? I don't want to stop! I don't want to be temporary, I want to be with Fu Yancheng! I want to be with him even if I die?! Mr. Bai, look at me, I have made a great contribution! Didn't you say that when all this is over, let me go to Fu Yancheng? Mr. Bai, you can't go back on your word!"

Chang Qiu ran forward quickly, trying to shake Bai Qian's body.

But she was too excited, the world fell to the ground, and one of her artificial legs fell off.

It turned out that the ashes of Chang Qiu that Xie Feng had investigated before were indeed real, but among those ashes, only the surface ones were Chang Qiu's ashes. She cut off one of her legs and burned them into ashes, so everyone thought she was dead.

But she only had one leg broken.

"Mr. Bai, you can't be fooled by that piece of paper, it's all lies! Mr. Bai, you have to calm down!"

Her prosthesis was thrown out, and she was too excited at this moment, so she crawled very slowly.

Fu Lin didn't care about everything here anymore, and left with the doctor, helping the other two.

As soon as he walked out of the living room door, he heard the sound of a violin from above.

Looking up, he found Bai Qian standing at the window on the second floor, playing the violin elegantly in the sound of sirens that resounded through the sky.

The sound of the violin was exactly the same as when he played it when he was young, but some things had changed after all.

In this small western-style building, Le Yue committed suicide and Le Guanshan died suddenly.

The sound of gunfire rang out in the sky, and perhaps the abandonment conveyed in the sound of the piano was too obvious, so the sniper opened fire.

The sound of sirens, gunshots, and violins mixed together.

This world seemed to be crazy, and the three sounds were entangled, like fate.

Other family members trapped in this area began to run outside, as if to escape from this hell.

But is this really hell?

No one can tell, and now it seems that the only thing that can be recalled is the sound of sirens and violins.