Lan Shaoqi walked slowly, and the inexplicable sense of loss came to his heart again.

She has a boyfriend, and he's seen it with his own eyes.

Will her boyfriend be violent? Will she be aggrieved?

But what does all this have to do with you?

She didn't even know that there was such a person as herself in Shijie.

God played with himself over and over again, and he and her missed over and over again.

yes, that's it, missed again......

****

Xue Cheng trembled and picked up the rags on the ground, the blood stains on them were shocking.

"Mr. Duan, it shouldn't have been too long since he ran through the vent. The security guard looked at it and said.

Ni Kun patted Xue Cheng: "It's okay, everyone is out, there will definitely be no danger." ”

This girl is so smart, I guess she will be able to get it back by herself tomorrow.

Xue Cheng was still so anxious that he stomped his feet, turned around and ran out.

Around the corner, a hand pulled him stumbling.

He was about to get angry, but saw that it was Cheng Hao.

"How is Xiaoyuan?" Cheng Hao said hurriedly, he saw a group of them go in just now, but he didn't bring Xiang Xiaoyuan out.

Xue Cheng pressed for a long time before he didn't shout: "Xiaoyuan ran away from the vent!"

Cheng Hao gritted his teeth, turned around and ran downstairs from the safe passage.

God, God, please, don't let anything happen to her......

**

Ni Kun and Duan Chenxi couldn't help but sigh as they looked at the rope tied with a sheet hanging down from the upper floor.

This girl is really not ordinary.

On weekdays, you will always look innocent, but you will definitely be surprised by the critical moment.

"Spread search?" Duan Chenxi looked back at Ni Kun.

Ni Kun shook his head: "I think it's okay, don't make too much trouble." ”

In fact, this matter has already made a big fuss, and if we dispatch personnel to search on a large scale, I am afraid that tomorrow the media will all poke it out.

Duan Chenxi let out a "hmm", thinking the same in his heart.

The two dispersed the staff behind them, pretending to be fine.

Since this girl can escape, it is estimated that she will be able to find it back tomorrow when the fog clears.

I don't want to make a big deal out of it, but I still can't rest assured.

The two of them slowly looked for it with a strong flashlight, which can be regarded as a comfort.

The fog was too great for a strong light torch to shine far.

Soon, the pillar of light was engulfed in clouds of mist.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan desperately ran towards the light, feeling like a moth looking for the source of fire, with only one belief, and ran to the place where there was light without hesitation.

She's just running, running mechanically, running with all her might, climbing.

There is no way to pay attention to the feet that have been pierced by the reef. That kind of pain, in the face of a strong will to survive, is simply not worth mentioning.

Gradually, she saw the light clearly, but her heart was already cold.

I actually ran to the cliff, and the light came from the lighthouse. This time can penetrate the layers of fog, in fact, it is the only one.

I thought about it a lot, but I was forced to a dead end by this mistake.

In the vast fog, she felt as if she heard someone calling her name, and the feeling was so unreal, as if in a dream.

Yes, it should all be a dream, a vast fog, a towering cliff.

The call of the waves crashing against the cliffs was mixed with the ears, and the lighthouse that stood like a giant but laughed at itself.

All of this is unreal.

In a trance, she seemed to see everyone huddled together and laughing and sharing a bag of melon seeds in the bright dormitory; she seemed to see the 10,000-ton train whistling by the headlights on the railway line; she seemed to see sitting around the dinner table with her parents, watching TV and chatting about dinner.

What she really saw, however, were two vague figures in the fog.

"Don't come here!" Xiao Yuan said as he stepped back: "Don't come here! Your financier won't let me hurt me, and if you hurt me, you won't get a penny!"

She shouted, stepping back.

Suddenly, I felt that my feet were empty, and the whole person fell off the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

"Oops!"

Duan Chenxi shouted and was about to rush over, letting Ni Kun hold him.

"Wait!"

At the same time as Ni Kun's words fell, a person jumped down and plunged straight into the sea like a cannonball.

Although it was through the fog, this scene was extremely clear, so clear that it was almost unreasonable.

In an instant, the answer to the question that had been bothering him was clear.

Ni Kun smiled slightly.

"Cheng Hao, our game has officially begun!"

****

The water was as thick as thick ink and bitterly cold, and the moment I entered the water, the familiar fear hit my heart.

Cheng Hao still gritted his teeth and searched, constantly glad that the water was deep enough, and she should not hit the reef.

Xiang Xiaoyuan had already choked on several mouthfuls of water, and the salty and bitter sea water stimulated her nerves, but she was powerless to resist. The heavy water pressure, which was already numb to the point of pain, made her not even have the strength to struggle.

I never believed in what was predestined, and I never wanted to sit still.

But after all, people can't escape fate, even if they try, they are even more powerless.

She is like a torn doll, allowing herself to fall, but there is nothing she can do.

It is said that people will think of the most beautiful scenes in their lives at this time, and those scenes will be like a movie replay, connecting scenes of the past.

However, all she felt was a pitch black, a darkness that could never get out.

Maybe she should think about Brother Jing Tao, how his game went, maybe she should think about Zhong Yuan and them, if they knew that she died here, would they be sad and angry.

But what she could think of was Cheng Hao.

The slippers that day were really his own pranks, and he really should have followed him, but I'm afraid it's too late in this life.

She has never owed anyone to Xiaoyuan in this life, but she is destined to look forward to the next life with this guilt.

Suddenly she thought of her elderly parents again, and she suddenly didn't want to die.

They have already endured the death of seven of their closest relatives, do they still want to let them continue to send white-haired people to black-haired people?

Thinking of this, she began to struggle, only to find that even opening her eyes was a futile effort.

It turns out that life is so fragile, just like the golden fleece that weaves destiny in the hands of the goddess in Greek mythology, which breaks with a light pull......

Just as she was about to accept all this, suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her by the waist and stopped her from falling infinitely.

Suddenly I felt a hint of strangeness between the lip petals, the warm covering, like the wind touching the petals in April.

Gentle and warm, with a hint of mint and tobacco.

The exchange of breath dragged her from the cold and desperate darkness back to this shijie.

Xiang Xiaoyuan instinctively clinged to him, used all his strength, pulled down a button and held it firmly in the palm of his hand, and then completely fainted.