He saw the photo on the front page at a glance, and the middle one was Luo Xiaoqian's album cover photo.

Luo Xiaoqian in the photo is amazingly beautiful, holding the key hanging from the necklace in her hand, it looks as if she is going to open the door.

In my mind, lightning lit up again.

Leng Zimo looked at the newspaper in front of him, but what he saw was a chaotic picture, and then there were chaotic sounds.

"I'm human, why do you let me ......"

"I'm sorry, Leng Zimo!"

"There is no anxiety with you, because I miss more than anyone else, because loneliness will come by taking advantage of the void, because the sunny and cloudy days of love exist in my heart at the same time, this is love, Leng Zimo, this is ...... love"

"I ran the stairs from the first floor...... Come up, I'...... I just want to say...... Cold, Son, Ink, I, Love, You! ”

……

In the hotel, a girl shivered under cold water......

On the stage, someone sat in front of the piano, dressed in white like snow, and his fingers fell on the keys, leaving blood-red marks......

In the heavy rain, a figure rushed towards him......

On the sheets, the girl hides naked on the gorgeous quilt, as beautiful as an angel in an oil painting......

……

Countless messages, countless images, countless sounds......

It was as if something suddenly burst open in his brain, and then a memory burst out of somewhere, filling his mind in an instant.

My head hurts.

It was as if my heart had shrunk into a ball.

Leng Zimo's fingers tightened, clenching the newspaper in his hand, his body was shaking, and he was busy reaching out to grab the corner of the table.

"Zimo!"

Looking at his strange face, the sneer on Xu Fei's face instantly stiffened, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, wanting to help him.

Leng Zimo retracted her arms to dodge, and her fingers only grabbed the corner of the newspaper in his hand.

With a thud, the newspaper split in half.

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……

Safety ladder.

Luo Xiaoqian grabbed her mobile phone and ran away, but the phone was obviously connected, but no one answered.

"Zimo, answer the phone, Zimo, please, answer the phone......"

Luo Xiaoqian ran too quickly and too tired, her feet slipped, and she fell heavily on the stairs, and the mobile phone in her hand that had not yet been connected fell out and smashed against the wall.

"Miss Luo!"

Xiao Ding hurriedly came over to help her.

Luo Xiaoqian got up from the ground, ignoring the knee injury and the mobile phone, and continued to run upstairs.

Xiao Ding grabbed his mobile phone and continued to chase after her.

Layer upon layer, layer upon layer......

The wound on the knee cracked open, and blood spilled and dripped down the stairs, bright red as a blooming rose.

36、37、38、39！

Finally, when she reached the 39th floor, Luo Xiaoqian dragged her injured leg and hurriedly rushed to the signing room.

"Zimo!"

Calling his name urgently, she pushed open the door to the signing room.

Everyone, all turned their faces.

Leng Zimo also turned his face and looked at her in front of him, he barely stretched out his palm to her, but the person couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

"Zimo!"

Luo Xiaoqian screamed and rushed over, desperately hugging his fallen body.

The broken knee hit the floor as if the leg was about to break, and his body smashed against her slender arm, so heavy.

Fortunately, fortunately......

She caught him.

She took her Leng Zimo.

"Miss Luo!"

Xiao Ding and Zhuo Yanan rushed in.

"Quick, send him to the hospital, quick, quick......" Luo Xiaoqian roared in a hoarse voice.

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Good afternoon