Ye Xingguang walked up to Ji Qishu, put a big hand on Ji Qishuâs shoulder, and softened his voice, âQishu, itâs not your fault, donâtâ¦â
âHow is it not my fault? When his body was still warm, I was feasting in a restaurantâ¦â Ji Qishu couldnât control his emotions and burst into tears, âBro, I donât have any brothers anymore, no one to go crazy with, no one to hang out with.â
âMiss Ye, Iâm willing.â Tang Xiao, who had been silent and kneeling in front of the brazier, stacking gold and silver, stood up and walked up to her.
Tang Xiao was the kind of man who held his breakdown inside. He wouldnât cry or shout like Ji Qishu. He reached out, âGive me the medicine.â
Lin Nan and Mu Nianbai walked up, âTang Xiao, do you believe her nonsense? Qishu is right, there is no such thing as a regret pill in this worldâ¦â
âEven if itâs fake, the situation canât get worse than it is now. Even if thereâs a one in a billion chance, I have to take it. Tang Zhou is my only brother.â Tang Xiao looked up at the portrait hanging in the shrine, echoing, âHeâs my only brother.â
Ye Xingguang nodded, took out a small velvet box from his pocket, and handed it to Tang Xiao.
âBelieve me, I wonât add salt to your wounds. I genuinely want to save Tang Xiao because he is Ye Xingguangâs brother.â
But hardly anyone present wanted to take her words seriously, even Tang Xiao who had accepted the medicine, he didnât believe her deep down, but the grief of losing his brother persuaded him to try every possible way. Maybe then his heart would feel slightly better.
Tang Xiao clenched the small velvet box, âI just have to take it?â
Ye Xingguang explained, âTake the pill, close your eyes and concentrate, think of the moment you most regret and want to go back to, then youâll return to that moment. But you only have one hour, after one hour, the regret pill will become ineffective, so to save Tang Zhouâs life, it must be within that hour.â
Tang Xiaoâs determined face tightened, âAn hour before Zhouâs death?â
âYou can say that.â
Tang Xiao furrowed his brows, âDuring the time Zhou had the accident, I was on a plane.â
âAh, then you canât take it, let someone else take it, donât waste my medicine, itâs hard to come by.â
Thereâs only one pill per month.
âGive it to me,â Ye Xingguang said, âIâll save Zhou.â
But just as Tang Xiao was about to hand over the pill, a swift hand grabbed the velvet box from him before Ye Xingguang could take it, Leng Chenmo grabbed the pill and without discussing with anyone else, opened the velvet box and swallowed the silver pearl-like regret pill, his actions were so fast that no one could stop him.
Tang Xiao was about to punch Leng Chenmo in the face.
Leng Chenmo didnât care about everyone elseâs attitude and just asked Ye Xingguang, âClose my eyes, concentrate, is that all?â
Ye Xingguang was surprised for a moment, thinking that since Leng Chenmo had given him a jade sign that ordered mercenaries, she didnât seem to have a reason to refuse him the regret pill. Ye Xingguang nodded, âConcentrate, remember, you only have one hour.â
Leng Chenmo looked up at the portrait hanging in the shrine. The next moment, his restrained eyebrows closed tightly as he focused and tried to remember what he was doing an hour before the incident with Zhou. What was he doing?
After thinking for a few seconds, the restrained man opened his calm eyes uncertainly and suddenly found that his surroundings were no longer the mourning hall, but the presidentâs office in the headquarters of Junxing Weibo.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Thatâs right, he was in Zhouâs office at the time, helping him deal with a mountain of paperwork.