Chapter 766: Go and Comfort

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But the camera didn't end there, and followed him all the way to the outside of the scene, where a radio station staff with a sign came up and shook hands cordially. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Albert also smiled and shook hands one by one in a friendly manner, as if nothing had affected him just now.

He said quickly, maybe to thank Albert for his participation in the show, maybe to thank the sponsors of some shows, and then the ad was inserted, and after the ad was naturally another show. The most impressive thing about this show is naturally the handsome and tall figure of the state senator candidate, as well as his maintenance of his family.

The teammates lamented that there was indeed no one who could be Albert's opponent in this race. The only guy who dared to expose the truth is now lying in the morgue of the police station for testing. It is said that after investigation, there is indeed a problem in the blood, which belongs to the death of heart failure caused by the transition of dosage, and the young model also has evidence that this guy has asked for flowers and willows in advance, and the family has been notified that they can go to get the body for burial. Needless to say, for such a funny and faceless guy, the funeral must be simple and not public. Since then, it has disappeared into the dust of history, and there has been no wave at all.

"When will the ballot be cast?" Cheng Qianxun asked. Albert promised that after the election, he would give a speech when he was elected, and he would swear that he would never kill anyone or do anything against the law.

"There will be a referendum the day after tomorrow, and the next three days will be the time to vote, and the final day will be the result of the vote." Gordon replied.

Then the week is about the same, and the results will be available before twelve o'clock in the evening when the voting ends. The elected person spoke, thanked the voters who voted for him, and said something like vowing to serve the public, promote production and grasp performance. She'd seen this before, she used to care about her, but now she was so close, and she was still in it.

"Alright, let's go to bed early." Rudolph stood up: "I will follow tomorrow to canvass for votes, and I will definitely drive at full speed." ā€

Before Sneijder walked out, he reluctantly kissed her: "You go to bed early, too." ā€

"Okay." She looked at Snead with a smile, hooked her arm around Sneijder's neck, and kissed him once. It's a way to show affection and reassure Sneijder.

Sneijder smiled and walked away happily, his steps brisk.

Walking to the couch, he grabbed another handful of popcorn that he hadn't eaten and stuffed it into his mouth. Is it going to be over in a few days? Albert's photos appear on TV about more often than the male and female movie stars in commercials. He's like a star, a prince, a myth, and all women are fascinated by him. In addition to his wife, who was three or four months pregnant and had prenatal depression.

If Albert swears and shows no sign of ending his mission, then he is proven to be lying, and there is only one way to do it - and that is to kill him.

Are you really willing to kill him? I don't know, I hope there won't be that day. I turned off the TV, which I couldn't understand a word, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Clothes are not available, but the hotel has rationed bathrobes. After putting it on, I lay down in bed and slept, and before I could fall asleep, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it was Barron. Barron was a little helpless: "Are you free?" I want you to help me with something. ā€

"I can't even persuade you, so I have to ask you. Trouble! Barron cautiously opened the door to Albert's room.

Walking in, it can be said that it is a mess inside. Everything that could be thrown was on the ground, and Albert was half-unbuttoning his tie and the top button of his shirt was open, leaning back on the couch, clutching the half-drunk bottle in his hand, the opposite of the sunshine just now.

It must have been the photo just now that stimulated Albert, his wife and the florist security guard to steal the joy, and also took the photo, which was embarrassing in front of the national audience, this feeling can not be borne by any man, unless this man is brainless.

Barron said softly, "Persuade him well, so he won't be able to attend the event tomorrow, and I'll be here." With that, he walked to one of the rooms in the suite and closed the door. showed that it was indeed out of line, and asked her for help.

"Is this a thief?" She pretended to be easy to joke.

Albert, who was leaning on the sofa, originally looked at her expressionlessly, and when he heard this, he laughed violently, but the smile was so bitter. He picked up the bottle and took another big mouthful.

"Drinking? Don't let others misunderstand that the senatorial candidate is an alcoholic. She walked over, took the wine from his hand, sat down beside her, and looked at the wine: "It should be whiskey, so you want to get yourself drunk?" ā€

He lifted his neck and took a small sip, and the spicy wine began like fire and flowed down from his tongue to his stomach. She couldn't help but exhale a breath of "ha", and the alcohol content was not less than forty-five degrees.

"Yes, enough." She held up her bottle and looked at the amber liquor that was still half a bottle left. Then he leaned back on the sofa, thought for a moment and said, "And vodka, these drinks have saved me several times." I used to walk barefoot in the snow with only a single coat on my body, walking for at least half an hour, and if I stopped, I would die. ā€

Looking sideways, Albert was attracted by her words and looked at her as well. Suddenly smiled: "Fortunately, Sneijder came to me and found me, otherwise I wouldn't have been drinking here and talking to you." ā€

She continued to talk to herself: "Later, I went to look for Snead and them in the Siberian winter of more than minus 20 degrees Celsius, and I searched for them for several days, and fortunately I found them. ā€

"I've been through a lot, you... Albert hesitated and asked, although his face was crimson, and the breath he exhaled also had a strong smell of wine, but the amount of alcohol was good, and he was not drunk: "You are like a fan." ā€

He does not belong to any mercenary organization, and he has not been identified. It came suddenly, and there was no trace after leaving. Who is she?

She took another sip of wine, didn't answer the question, and continued, "Do you remember what you've been through with you?" The octopus did scare me, it was disgusting, and I would think of it when I saw it later, and the honey and egg whites would be reminiscent of the stinking slime. ā€

"Me too." Albert empathized and exhaled: "In the year after I went ashore, I often had nightmares and was chased by octopuses. Until I dreamed of you ... ā€

"It seems that I showed up really in time to get you out of the nightmare." She smiled, took another sip, and said with deep feeling: "In addition to these, I have seen many people die in various ways. I was almost frozen to death, hanged, burned, bitten to death, and even committed suicide... ā€

I remembered the pain of stabbing the Enlightenment Blade into my body. Michael's heartache, and Hades' deep eyes...

"Cheng~" Albert interrupted her memories and reminded, "You touched this pendant again." ā€

Sure enough, her fingers touched the pendant, which had become her habit. She lowered her hand and smiled at Albert: "We are all passers-by in the world, it's just a matter of time. So when I come across anything, I say to myself, what are these compared to what they used to be ... It's late, you can change your room, wash and sleep. ā€

After saying that, he stood up and walked out the door, but Albert felt strange: "That's it? It was as if she had come to comfort her, but she didn't say anything, only her own business, and she was going to leave after two sips of wine.

"Oh, this one is back for you!" She turned around and handed the bottle back to Albert: "Nothing special, I still prefer to drink champagne and rice wine." You're all drunk. ā€

Albert looked at the bottle handed over for a long time: "Thank you, I won't drink anymore." ā€

"Oh." She replied faintly, stepped aside and rested the bottle on the table where everything had been thrown away.

"Cheng~" Albert sat on the sofa and asked, "What will happen to you if Sneijder betrays you?" ā€

She turned to look at him and said, "Then leave him, just as if I betrayed him, he will leave me." "Snead definitely had a woman before her, but from the moment he came back from the underworld and began to like her, he was single-minded.

"So that man..." Albert had confusion and disbelief on his face.

Julian... She couldn't help but sigh for a long time: "Do you believe in fate? Heaven is destined, there is no escape, there is no way to avoid it? ā€

Albert didn't answer, and she also looked at the question with helplessness: "It was I who betrayed Sneijder, but Sneijder and I have no other way." It's not that I can't control myself, it's that I can't control it, I can only go with the flow. His abilities are completely overwhelming to all people, and by chance he fell in love with me, and I had to fall in love with him, after all, I am not a machine. ā€

Took a deep breath: "One such experience is enough, if I can, I don't want to touch him, so that he won't die." "Enough talking, my eyes are hot, my voice is trembling, but there are no tears, and the tears are long gone.

When I walked to the door, I heard Albert say softly: "If I were him, I would still be willing to touch you, if I hadn't touched you, maybe I wouldn't have felt love for the rest of my life." Love is a luxury, and if you can get it, it's worth everything! ā€

The pain began to spread throughout her body again, and she gently rested her head against the door and closed her eyes. Although time and space are different, Julian's love for her is eternal and unforgettable. Perhaps, as Albert said, I really love, go to the soup and fire, the sword and the sea of fire, and do not hesitate...

Summoning up her courage and regaining her spirits, she opened her eyes, and she tried to laugh and joke: "Then do you love your wife, you must love you to death, right?" Seeing the way you are now, she should be satisfied and happy. You just keep going crazy, don't forget to take a video and send it to her, maybe she'll be so moved that she will fly to you right away. ā€

Strode out, went out the door, closed the door and walked to the elevator.

I just said the opposite, but such words tend to work very well. For a woman who doesn't love at all and only uses it as a fertility tool, why drink and smash things. The world is full of stories, tragedies, and comedies, depending on whether you are a spectator or an actor. (The novel "Stairway of the Dead" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued.) )