Three days!

Zhao Kuangchao was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, what was three days enough to do, or what was enough, Zhao Kuangran knew very well, what did he miss in the past three days, Zhao Kuangchao clenched his fists tightly.

It's funny that the great waves of the era have just been taken, and this best surfer is lying in bed like an old man waiting to get moldy.

Perhaps for Zhao Kuangran, he took too many wrong paths, so that he ended up in this situation.

It is very obvious that for the successful person, even the most jerked thing he has ever done is absolutely right, and for the loser, even if he does the right thing, it is also the most wrong, the ending is destined to be a qiē, good or bad, has become a certainty, if he can't explain himself, then no one will ever explain anything for himself.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Chuying looked at Zhao Kuangchao with some concern, and couldn't think of what evil this mysterious guy had fallen on.

"It's fine." Zhao Kuang waved his hand in a hurry, but it was estimated that it was a person who could see Zhao Kuang's unspeakable secrets.

Bai Chuying didn't break the sand pot and asked in the end, what kind of person is she only Zhao Kuangran, once she thought that she would never meet this guy who is a little strange and not like a city person again in her life.

"I'm leaving." Zhao Kuang took the coat that had been washed in front of the bed, and said with a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Are you crazy? What do you want to do with your injuries? Bai Chuying stopped Zhao Kuangchao, who was about to get up.

"I have to go." Zhao Kuangchao said in a firm tone, looking at Bai Chuying, this woman who was like his sister in both tone and taste, gave Zhao Kuangchao an inexplicable illusion, and had an urge to have a sour nose.

"You're going to tell me where you're going?" Bai Chuying pressed Zhao Kuangchao indiscriminately, completely ignoring the embarrassment of this position, although Zhao Kuangchao, who was in pain, grinned a little.

"It's good that you still don't know, I don't want to implicate you." Zhao Kuangran found that he didn't even have the strength to break free of a woman at the moment, and let Bai Chuying press him like this.

Maybe Bai Chuying noticed something, his face turned red instantly, as if he was burned by fire, he stood up quickly, and he didn't dare to look at Zhao Kuang's chaotic face, ≤→dǐng≤→diǎn≤→ Xiao ≤→ said, .∞.o●s_(); whispered: "No matter what you do, you have to heal your injury, if the wound is infected, your little life will be over." In the end, Bai Chuying stroked the messy green silk and secretly glanced at Zhao Kuangchao.

I have to say that Zhao Kuang has changed a lot, and he doesn't look like the hillbilly who just entered the city, although he looks not handsome in a blazer, but he has a very special and special sexiness, maybe this is the difference between a boy and a man.

Although Bai Chuying is no longer some little girl, her love experience is completely zero, and she noticed that Zhao Kuang looked at her very solemnly, and there was a burst of old deer in her heart.

Zhao Kuangran slowly lowered his head, perhaps not thinking of those sentimentalities at all, but just muttered: "My little life has already been played." ”

Bai Chuying was still unable to recover under the impact of Zhao Kuangran's special charm, and of course she couldn't notice Zhao Kuangran's muttering.

"When your injuries are healed, I won't stop you from going wherever you want, but not now, as an angel in white, I won't let you go out to die." Bai Chuying said righteously, as if he had an enlarged circle of light on his body, flashing Zhao Kuang, who was used to seeing the darkness, dazzling.

Zhao Kuangran was a little stunned, perhaps because he was used to seeing the evil of human nature, and suddenly faced this woman who did not have any city government, Zhao Kuangran always felt unreal.

"Hey, did you hear that?" Bai Chuying shook her hand in front of Zhao Kuangran's eyes, feeling that Zhao Kuangchao had hurt his head, he was always so stunned.

Zhao Kuang's diǎn diǎn head was like a puppet.

"Actually, in your physical condition, I still recommend that you go to the hospital for a check-up." Bai Chuying said helplessly.

Zhao Kuangran shook his head this time and replied very simply.

Bai Chuying sighed, and found that Zhao Kuangran's eyes were empty again, knowing that Zhao Kuangchao might be wandering again, but this time Bai Chuying did not disturb Zhao Kuangchao's distraction, and exited the room lightly, quietly closing the door before leaning against the door and panting.

"Why do you have feelings for that guy?" Bai Chuying stroked her chest and muttered, the abnormal heartbeat seemed to be amplified by ten million times, making Bai Chuying dizzy for a while, like a little girl in her first love.

"Restraint, restraint." Bai Chuying pressed her temples and slowly calmed down her breathing, delusionally thinking that the feeling she had just had for Zhao Kuangchao was an illusion, but when she touched the ** together, it was almost impossible to completely extinguish it.

Zhao Kuangran, who was in the room, lay down slowly, in addition to the pain and boundless fatigue on his body, he could be said to be completely unaware of Bai Chuying's abnormality, after all, in the face of love, Gong San'er said that Zhao Kuangchao is an idiot among idiots, but fortunately, this idiot will not be stupid enough to hurt a pure heart.

Zhao Kuang smelled the smell that made people want to lie here forever, slowly stretched out his hand, looked at the bruises on his hands, a little distracted, he felt that it was enough, or he wanted to leave an ending in this incomparably long and delayed story, or draw an end.

What shape will this full stop be, who will live and who will die in this ending, Zhao Kuang couldn't figure it out, but he just let something called memory pull wildly in his mind, he didn't want to fall asleep like this, because he didn't know what else he could do when he woke up, but he had to.

In a family like a family on Anshi Street in Beijing, Gong San'er and the three of them have been here for three whole days, but Qi Donghai has not given any news, as if Zhao Kuangchao really died in an alley in Beijing.

Just when he was about to despair, the news of Takasugi's death came impartially, as if it was a very coincidental thing, like a story in which a blind man met a mute.

"He's not dead." Gong San'er said convincingly.

"Could it be that Takasugi is him?" Dayue is not ignorant, thinking about Gao Shan's death, there are more or less reasons for Zhao Kuangchao.

Gong San'er looked out the window with some relief, with a look that Sichuan couldn't figure out, although Sichuan couldn't figure it out, but Sichuan always felt that this young man was smiling, it was a smile from the heart, Sichuan very much wanted to know who the guy Gong San'er and Da Yue had been looking for was, although Da Yue kept saying that he had seen it, but Sichuan really didn't have any impression.

"Dayue, you know what? From the first time I saw that guy, I knew better than anyone that anyone in this world could be a white-eyed wolf, but only that wolf covered in scars would not be. Gong San'er said with some pride, this is a very sudden sense of happiness, although happiness hangs in the air, but happiness is also happiness, even if it is mixed with other flavors, it will not deteriorate.

Dayue followed diǎn and knew how difficult it was to see a green shade in this vast desert city, and it was because of this that they were so determined to move forward, even in the face of things they had never thought of.

"I must find him, even if he points at my nose and scolds my mother this time, I will not leave Beijing, never." Gong San'er muttered, clenching his fists, thinking that the wolf that might be considered vulnerable didn't seem to die so easily, and the vitality of the beast was tenacious and tenacious.

Da Yue diǎn diǎn head again, remembering the scene a year ago, when he first met Zhao Kuangchao, a guy who was surrounded by a group of wild wolves on the verge of life and death, is it because the wolf in the mountains is too spiritual or this Zhao Kuangchao is the wolf who has been struggling to survive in his bones, this is destined to be a doubt, a thing that is difficult to solve.

"Zhao Kuangchao has no news yet?" Zhao Baichuan looked down and said to his cronies.

No one dared to squeak, and silence answered the question adequately.

Zhao Baichuan didn't even have the strength to be angry, this time Zhao Kuangchao completely disappeared from their sight, like a wolf that had entered the mountain, no matter how experienced he was, no matter how much he knew about the mountains and forests, he couldn't catch the shadow of the wolf.

"Let's disperse first." Zhao Baichuan sat down slowly, with a weak face, and the hall full of birds and beasts dispersed in an instant, leaving only an old man who was extremely tired.

Perhaps at this moment, Zhao Baichuan will suddenly feel that he has made the wrong chess piece, which is also the most taboo thing for chess players.

"Baichuan, I know that you don't want to go, but the matter has come to this point, self-blame has no effect, or set your sights on the Devil and the Chamber of Commerce." In the secret door behind Zhao Baichuan, an old man walked out with his head on his back and walked like stepping on a cloud, and it was estimated that there were few people in the Zhao family, or Beijing who dared to call Zhao Baichuan so.

Zhao Baichuan stood up a little tremblingly, full of respect for this old man who suddenly appeared, although he had been holding on to something, this man who was once called an iron fight was really old, and time always made people fall in this kind of inadvertent stumbling, one to the point of being unrecognizable.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I, an old guy who didn't do a few real things for the Zhao family, don't deserve this." The old man waved his hand, and it seemed that his every move was so graceful.

"It's worth it, it's worth it." Zhao Baichuan emphasized twice.

The old man waved his hand a little helplessly, and Zhao Baichuan, who was a little unstable in his consciousness, sat down, and he also sat down from the pear blossom chair on the side and said: "Baichuan, the Zhao family has really bothered you all these years." ”

Zhao Baichuan shook his head silently, and waited until the old man sat down firmly before slowly sitting down, as for who this old man was, even if it was Zhao Baichuan, he shuddered a little when he thought about it.