Deep love is also heartless

Chapter 125 Guilt

Juzi said, "I have been blaming myself. It was my own fault that I said he was the birthday boy. I ignored his advice and insisted on sending him home. He then sent me home, which led to the car accident. I killed him."

Qiao Lieque said: "He had never drunk alcohol, although it was just a bottle of beer, but he was drunk. I saw that his steps were very unsteady that day. If you didn't send him off, something might have happened on the way. You were right to send him home, otherwise you would live in guilt for the rest of your life.

It was your responsibility to send him home, but he came out and sent you into a car accident. You can only say it was God's will.

He has lived next to the railway for so many years and walked on the railway line countless times without any harm, but this time he was rolled under the wheels of a train. They said it was because he was drunk. Don’t you think it’s far-fetched?

When he was drunk, he was walking on the side road, and he didn't even get involved with the children. Even if his steps were unsteady, it wouldn't make sense for him to get involved. Sometimes you have to believe that it was really God's will. "

Orange asked: "Do you believe in fate?"

Qiao Lieque said: "I didn't believe it before, but now sometimes I really can't explain it."

Orange said: "Have you ever encountered something that you can't explain?"

Qiao Lieque said: "Well, when I was ten years old, my mother took me to the mall to buy clothes. My mother didn't like me very much and she seldom got close to me, so I especially cherished the rare opportunity to get close to her.

Passing by a fortune-telling stall, the fortune teller said that you two are not mother and son. If you admit your mistakes and correct them, everything will be fine. Otherwise, you may be in danger of your life.

My mother's face turned pale when she heard that, and I was so angry that I punched him. But not long after, I almost died, and my mother committed suicide. After that, I kept thinking about what the fortune teller said. "

Orange uttered a soft "Ah" and asked, "What happened?"

Qiao Lieque smiled bitterly and said, "You always feel that Shi Lei's death is your fault, but in fact, it's because you are kind that you try so hard to take the responsibility on yourself. What does it have to do with you?

And because of my willfulness, seven innocent people died, so I am the one who should really blame myself."

Orange didn't say anything, but listened to Qiao Lieque quietly, with a touch of sad memories.

Qiao Lieque said: “I have been kidnapped three times.

The first time was when I was two years old. My mother brought me back here to visit relatives. We were kidnapped on the way. The kidnappers’ condition was that my grandfather give up supporting the new king.

Grandpa couldn't betray the king, but he didn't want to give up on me, so he broke into the bandits' den alone and rescued me. However, Grandpa was also seriously injured, and it took several days to save his life. "

The second time was when I was seven years old. There was some turmoil at that time and I was asked to stay at home and not go out. However, the nanny at home always told me what interesting things happened outside. I was a naughty age, so under the cover of the nanny, I successfully climbed over the wall and left the Qiao family’s house.

But soon after I went out, I was attacked. Among the eight guards who arrived in time, one was seriously injured and the other seven died in order to protect me.

Those eight people were the backbone trained by my grandfather himself. They were worth ten people each. They were very young and had not yet started a family. Seeing their parents crying their hearts out, I blamed myself to death.

I was also injured at that time and lost a lot of blood. It was my grandfather's guard who donated the blood to me.

I dragged my frail body to the cemetery to take my seven brothers there, and watched them being buried. I cried bitterly because I blamed myself, but no amount of crying could bring them back.

Qiao Lieque's voice became increasingly low, and Juzi pulled his hand with a little more force.