From school uniform to wedding dress, but I don't want to marry you anymore

Chapter 628 Endless Suppression

Chen Ziqi made a gesture.

The assistant immediately handed over the tablet.

A surveillance video began playing on the screen.

The picture shows that this is an old residential building in the suburbs, with only one window having a light on.

Chen Ziqi explained from the side: "This is where Gu Sili sent people to detain Fan Qingqing."

Fan Qianqian immediately wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked over intently.

At this moment, the lights in the picture went out.

It looks like there's a power outage.

Then, the two people guarding the door went out together, apparently to check the switch.

Then, a blurry figure wearing a loose coat and a hat quickly flashed into the room.

A moment later, a surveillance camera on a remote road outside the room captured a black car without a license plate driving by.

The rear window was half-lowered, revealing a vague face.

It’s Qingqing!

Fan Qianqian's whole body was stiff, and she watched the car carrying Fan Qingqing drive towards the edge of the city.

The next surveillance camera did not capture any footage of it returning.

"The clue ends here."

Chen Ziqi sighed and said, "The other party is very cautious. There is no surveillance on the road behind. My people are still working hard, but I'm afraid..."

"..."

Fan Qianqian stared at the screen intently.

The last direction the car took before it disappeared seemed to be towards an abandoned pier and the seaside!

A terrible thought crept into her mind like a poisonous snake.

My sister was taken to the beach?

Is it...

Is Qingqing really gone?

Like in the dream, sinking to the bottom of the cold sea?

It's so big and bottomless.

Not even the body could be found!

Fan Qianqian was struck by lightning. The huge grief and despair made her lose all her strength and she was stunned.

Chen Ziqi said in a heavy tone, "Don't worry, I will continue to investigate and will definitely give you an explanation."

But Fan Qianqian could no longer hear anything.

She was so sad that she couldn't control her emotions. She didn't realize whether her actions were inappropriate. She went straight to Chen Ziqi's arms and cried loudly: "Qingqing! Qingqing! I was wrong! It's my fault. I didn't protect you well!"

Chen Ziqi patted her back gently and said sympathetically, "Cry, it will make you feel better."

However, in those deep eyes, there was only cold disgust and impatience.

He could feel the slight vibrations caused by the woman in his arms crying.

But I just feel that these tears are cheap and annoying.

……

At Ge Jing's home.

As dusk approaches, the blood-red glow of the setting sun pours in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it cannot dispel the heaviness in the air.

On the balcony, Ge Jing's mother Wen Peizhen faced the living room with her back to the living room, her shoulders slightly heaving.

In her hand, she tightly grasped a photo with frayed edges.

In the photo, Ge Jing has bright eyes, white teeth, and a beautiful smile, like a rose that has just bloomed.

But what lingers in my mind is my daughter's face, which has been ravaged by the fire.

The twisted scars, entrenched on the once smooth skin, are shocking to the eye.

The bitterness rushed to the tip of her nose, and big tears flowed from Wen Peizhen's eyes, making everything blurry.

Why did her daughter have such a miserable life...

"Mom, it's time to take medicine."

A hoarse voice sounded from behind.

Wen Peizhen shuddered all over and hurriedly wiped the tears from her face with her sleeves.

She turned around and forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "Jingjing, Mom knows."

Ge Jingjing stood quietly, her wide scarf covering most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes as still as dead water.

Seeing her mother's red and swollen eyes, she asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, nothing..."

Wen Peizhen subconsciously wanted to hide the photo, but she was a beat too slow.

In a panic, his fingers loosened and the photo slipped away.

It fell right at Ge Jing's feet.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Ge Jing lowered her head and looked at the photo.

That familiar yet unfamiliar smiling face was like a poisoned needle, piercing the most festering wound in her heart.

The former pride and brightness formed a cruel contrast with the ghostly face in the mirror.

The immense pain and despair instantly overwhelmed her sanity.

Ge Jing picked up the photo and tore it apart with force.

Until it turned into fragments and fell from her trembling fingers.

"Jingjing! Don't be like this! You threw away all the previous photos, and this is the only one left."

Wen Peizhen rushed over and hugged her daughter tightly, who was trembling with excitement. She cried, "It's okay, it's okay. In my heart, you will always be the most beautiful..."

"The most beautiful?"

Ge Jing pushed her mother away and pointed at her own face. "Just look at this face now? Mom, look at it! Take a good look!"

The intense self-loathing erupted like magma.

She raised her hands and began to beat her scarred cheeks hard. "It's ruined! My face is completely ruined! I'm an ugly monster now! Why me! Why!"

"No! Jingjing! Don't hurt yourself!"

Wen Peizhen was heartbroken. She cried and stepped forward to hold her daughter's hand tightly, hugging her in her arms, "Mom, please, don't do this..."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Wen Peizhen hurried to open the door as if she had found a life-saving straw.

Standing at the door was Jiang Yu.

Seeing the mess in the house and Ge Jing's agitated state, he immediately understood something.

The man walked in quickly, took Ge Jing's hand, and said in a calm and gentle voice, "Ge Jing, look at me and take a deep breath. It's okay, I'm here."

"..."

With his comfort, Ge Jing's heavy breathing subsided a little.

But when she raised her tearful eyes and met Jiang Yu's gentle and concerned eyes, strong inferiority and shame overwhelmed her again.

For someone like her, standing in front of Jiang Yu is a delusion in itself.

Despair welled up in my heart.

Ge Jing pushed Jiang Yu away, pointed at the door, and said coldly, "Go away! I don't want to see you! Don't come here again."

Jiang Yu frowned: "Ge Jing..."

"I told you to leave!"

Ge Jing's voice became shrill, filled with a kind of self-destructive pleasure. "Seeing your intact face makes me feel sick! Why? Why are you all fine, but I'm the only one who's disfigured? I don't want to see you again! Get out!"

Jiang Yu looked at her deeply: "Ge Jing..."

Ge Jing quickly turned her face away, only facing him with a trembling back: "Shut up, I don't want to hear anything, get out!"

"..."

Jiang Yu pursed his lips, said nothing more, and quietly left the room.

There was a "bang"!

The door was slammed shut, isolating the two worlds.

Outside the door, there was silence for a few seconds.

Then, Jiang Yu's clear and firm voice came: "Ge Jing, I hope you know that no matter what you become, the person I love is always you. I will not give up."

Inside the door, Ge Jing seemed to have lost all her strength and slowly slid down to the ground.

She bit her arm tightly, suppressing the overwhelming sobs and collapse deep in her throat.

The sun set completely, and the last bit of light in the living room disappeared.

All that remains is endless, thick and indissoluble depression and darkness.