At dawn, he seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Yimo saw the mighty procession in his dream, maybe this was a funeral, and the person in the shape of ** was dressed in black and holding a white chrysanthemum. Under the ancient linden tree, he saw his dead pale mother. He realized that his body was transparent at the moment, and he wanted to hug his mother, but she floated away like air......

He tried to scream, but his throat was blocked by something, and he could only let out a "hiss" breath.

Waking up every day is the most painful moment for him, he doesn't want to get up, he can't face every day, he just wants to sleep all the time, and there is no pain when he falls asleep.

After waking up, Jiang Yimo's whole body fell into a depressed mood, as if all the pores of his body were sealed by a layer of wax, and his whole body hurt when he moved.

Jiang Yimo was sweating like rain on the treadmill, the surroundings were very empty, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides were lush and lush vegetation.

The morning sun shone on his body through the windowpane, and the pale golden halo was refracted by the white and translucent skin.

It's just that his face is pale, and even if he sweats like rain on the treadmill, his face is still sickly blue-gray.

After receiving the news, Wang Xinyu would go to Yunlian Temple on the fifteenth of every month to chant and pray for blessings. Xu Zhou walked in and said.

"Got it. When he said this, Jiang Yimo's eyes flashed with chilling tenacity.

On the 15th.

It was already dark, there were few pedestrians, and the gate of Yunlian Temple was closed.

A gorgeously dressed middle-aged woman was walking on the edge of the parking lot when suddenly, the sound of an engine came from behind her. She leaned over to the side of the road, thinking that the car would pass by.

But her instincts told her that something was wrong, and that the car didn't slow down at all as she drove past the pedestrian.

Wang Xinyu looked back and was taken aback, the car rushed towards her with its headlights on, only a few meters away from her. In the midst of the lightning, she swooped to the side, and it took only a fraction of a second. She fell to the ground, the wheels rolling over her face.

Wang Xinyu hurriedly stood up, and the other party's actions were also very fast, the tires rubbed the ground and turned the front of the car, and rushed at full speed again. The headlights were dazzling, her eyes were blank, and she didn't know whether to dodge left or right for a moment, her reaction was a step slower, and her left abdomen was hit by the rearview mirror, and a sharp pain hit.

She couldn't help but squat down, but the car rushed backwards again, and she had to grit her teeth and get up, holding on to her painful abdomen, and she could dodge. The car reversed, and the car rushed up again. I wanted to look at the driver's seat, but the lights made it impossible for her to stare, and it was easy to recognize the model, but even the people in the car couldn't see clearly.

At this time, her feet were no longer sufficient, as if she had just exercised vigorously, and the sharp pain in her abdomen also came to her. What's worse is that there are guardrails all over the side, and there is no way to escape, and the other party probably deliberately chose this kind of place.

Wang Xinyu screamed, staggered and fell to the ground. The headlights approached, and she was startled, and it was too late...... Suddenly, an off-road vehicle with no license plate rushed out and got in front of the car that was about to hit her, and then the two cars drove away.

Almost succeeded, Jiang Yimo hammered the steering wheel fiercely and roared angrily.

The accompanying driver hurriedly ran over to help Wang Xinyu, who was pale, and she looked at the direction in which the two cars were leaving, panting in shock.

Wang Xinyu was affectionate and nervous, his face was worried, and he hurriedly gave an order, "Lao Zhang, immediately go and investigate the car that was going to hit me just now, everything about him, the more detailed the better, especially the family background, social relations, and parental identity. I want to see if anyone who has eaten the gall of a leopard dares to hit me in broad daylight. ”

"Yes, ma'am, I'll send someone to investigate at once. The driver helped Wang Xinyu to walk in the direction of the car.

It wasn't until the two cars drove into a very remote place that they pulled over.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in a professional suit pushed the car door and got out of the car, she wore a high ponytail, giving people a smart and neat feeling.

Jiang Yimo came out of the cab and yelled at Qiao Wei with extreme anger, "Why do you want to do this? Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"

Qiao Wei's eyes were red, and she roared, "Are you crazy? You're going to put yourself in this way." She adjusted her mood and pleaded in her tone, "Momo, don't do this, it's too dangerous." ”

Jiang Yimo said expressionlessly, "I'm living in such pain now, what's the difference between dying and dying?"

"The anger, hatred, revenge you feel right now will make you lose your mind. If you go in, your life will be ruined, don't be impulsive. Qiao Wei put her hand on his shoulder and soothed, "It's not just you, I don't feel anything, your mother is like my own sister, I want to cut them a thousand times more than anyone else." I'm not doing it now, I'm waiting for an opportunity to eradicate them completely, it's not worth putting myself in for that brute. ”

Jiang Yimo squatted down in pain, and his depressed mood swallowed him like a tide.

Qiao Wei's face changed, and there was a sinister light in her eyes, "Don't touch those dirty things, let me do them." ”

Qiao Wei looked at Xu Zhou, "Help him drive, watch him, and report his whereabouts to me at any time." ”

"Okay, Lawyer Joe. Xu Zhou picked up Jiang Yimo, who was emotionally broken, and sent him to the car.

Back at home, Jiang Yimo was angry and aggrieved, slamming the wall of the room fiercely, physical pain and psychological despair mixed, he fell into intense sadness and despair, and dark and negative emotions instantly engulfed him menacingly.

He gritted his teeth and tears flowed down his cheeks, his grief and anger were irrevocable, and he wanted nothing more than to destroy everything.

His emotions were so strong that he was out of breath and almost suffocated. Unable to control his anger any longer, he slammed the antique vase he had placed on the ground at hand.

Fragments were scattered, and his fingers were scratched by porcelain shards, and blood was pouring into him.

Jiang Yimo was emotional, and he kept scratching his arm with his nails, as if he had to scratch the scar to get rid of it. He lit a cigarette and burned the wound on his arm with the butt.

He greedily craved more physical pain to make himself better. The wound was torn open, and he shivered with pain, but his heart was relieved of his deformity.