The next day, Zhang Ge got up, energetic, refreshed, and in a very good mood, he helped Zhuo Fan get a double omelette, half golden, and flowing with unripe egg yolk as golden sand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was a personal breakfast made by the owner and it was a real flattering. The spring sun outside the restaurant is just right, and the boss doesn't think of himself as Miss Qin. Zhuo Fan thought to himself.

The undercooked egg yolk looks a little disgusting.

But Zhuo Fan swallowed the double fried eggs forcefully.

The news is being broadcast on TV, and our reporter reported on the spot that last night the police cracked the largest psychedelic drug trading case in Shanghai's history at the container terminal in District 998 of Jungong Road, and arrested 20 members of a professional criminal gang under the strict control of the police......

Under the camera switch, the police uncle put the suspects on the hood one by one and left the scene.

After the news was broadcast, Zhang Ge's heroic scene with dozens of enemies did not appear in the camera.

Zhuo Fan slapped the huge screen hard.

"Why didn't you see the footage of you knocking down twenty people alone? It's not the police....." He slapped and said, a little indignant.

"I found someone to delete the footage, and I also erased the video from Warehouse 15." Zhang Ge took out a bottle of red wine from the cupboard and said lightly.

"Why, shouldn't you be fighting for the Good Citizen Award?"

"Brother, do you think that my heroic deeds will attract a large number of gangsters to hunt down? Those people look like professional killers, and I don't have the time and energy to be good citizens and save the world. What's more, those people last night were not the work of my heroic deeds at all," Zhang Ge said, opening the lid of the red wine and setting it aside to decant it.

"A mysterious person has appeared? Who is such a master? Zhuo Fan's face was surprised.

"Brother, can you put away your strong gossip heart, don't you know that inquiring about the boss is a taboo for subordinates? You've eaten your breakfast, you've eaten well, you're full of wine and food, and we're going to start doing great things. Zhang Ge said very seriously.

"Eat, give me a glass of red wine in your hand, omelette with red wine, this breakfast is a bit of a mix. Say, Brother Ge, for the sake of you helping me make breakfast myself, what needs to be done in a small way, headshots, bombing, or flying over the Huangpu River? ”

"Can you not get a headshot and bomb so violently?" Zhang Ge knocked Zhuo Fan's head: "You just need to be a bystander." ”

After Zhang Ge finished speaking, he took a sip of red wine, and then put the wine glass down.

"A bystander? What to see? Zhuo Fan looked confused.

But then, seeing what Zhang Ge was holding in his hand made him gasp.

Because Zhang Ge was holding a knife in his hand, a fruit knife that was so sharp that it could cut the throat and kill people instantly.

"I'll make a cut here," Zhang Ge gestured with a knife at the artery in his wrist.

"Are you trying to kill yourself?" Zhuo Fan shouted: "You're crazy, it's okay, what are you doing with a knife to cut your artery?" ”

Seeing Zhang Ge's eyes become extremely deep, Zhuo Fan was a little frightened, it seemed that he was not joking.

"You, don't think about it, Brother Ge, how good it is for people to live, you can eat and drink spicy food, spend all day drinking, you don't want to die, who will cover me if you die." Zhuo Fan hugged Zhang Ge's thigh and said, tears and snot made Zhang Ge all over.

Zhang Ge kicked him away.

"There are many ways you want to commit suicide, you have to die in this way, this is generally the only thing that those lovelorn little girls do, you are an uncle who learns to cut the pulse and commit suicide, and it is very embarrassing to spread it." Zhuo Fan continued.

"Who said I was going to kill myself," Zhang Ge said while squatting in front of Zhuo Fan.

"Look at me, look at my sincere eyes, I won't lie to you, the people in the world are dead, and I won't commit suicide." Zhang Ge looked at Zhuo Fan with sincere eyes, and Zhuo Fan really saw a "sincere" look in it.

"No, I can't tell you this, if I tell you, it won't work" Zhang Ge stood up and stopped talking.

"The heavenly machine must not be leaked, anyway, you have to watch me scratch, and when the blood is almost bleeding, if no one comes to save me, you remember to help me call an ambulance" Zhang Ge raised the knife and gestured, carefully studying the location and method of the knife.

Seeing Zhuo Fan's heart tremble, he felt a little faint.

"Zhuo Fan, look at me, if no one saves me, you remember to save me." Zhang Ge repeatedly admonished.

Listening to his voice, Zhuo Fan was relieved, this person really didn't want to die, who would taste red wine so elegantly before he died.

He probably wants to have some near-death experience, is he planning to return to his old job as an actor?

But death is not for fun.

With a knife, Zhang Ge's wrist blood beads gushed, and a pain went straight from the nerve in his hand to the brain, growing so big, Zhang Ge experienced suicide for the first time by cutting his pulse, it turned out to be so painful, and I don't know why those little girls had so much courage to choose this way.

Is it because of love?

The power of love is great.

It's also because of love.

The two escapes from death are by no means a small probability event, nor are they accidental, but there is a person who silently pays attention to and senses himself in time.

Once he is in danger, the goddess will always appear in time to save him, although her appearance is more like light and shadow, like wind and lightning, appearing and disappearing, but Zhang Ge is extremely surprised.

She is her own guardian angel, just as she is her guardian angel. They live and die together.

He needed to do an experiment, and if she really showed up when his life was threatened, he would create more of these opportunities, so that she could have more opportunities to come to him, and then he could think of a way to keep her in this world.

So he chose to cut his veins and commit suicide, an environmentally friendly and low-key method, although it was a bit two, and it was also a little nerve.

But if you don't experience wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow, how can you see a goddess without paying the price?

The blood dripped at first, then it flowed quietly, from the wrist to the clothes, and then to the bottom of the body, and Armani's white shirt was half dyed red, and the dress was ruined, but it was real blood, not ketchup.

Zhang Ge felt like he was soaked in blood.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Ge tried hard to open a pair of eyes full of anticipation, although his eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to sleep very much. But he kept his mouth open.

Where would she come from, he wondered, would she come in through the window, or would she come from the sky like she was on the highway, or would she come like a future soldier in warehouse 15 with light and electricity?

His eyes began to blur, and the blood was still flowing, and the blood on his body seemed to be flowing out of it along with the opening on his wrist.

Goddess, where are you? Goddess, come out quickly, if you don't come out, I'm really going to die, I'm dead, you will be very lonely and sad.

The light was fading, the black shadows were overlapping, and there was no aura in front of him, but it was not the aura of the goddess, but a point of light that flickered and dimmed like a ghost fire, and his body also floated and sank from time to time.

Death is getting closer and closer to him, but he can't see the goddess. (To be continued.) )