When I bought my ticket and ate rice noodles at the snack bar next door, I easily aroused the sympathy of the proprietress who sold me her mobile phone.

I sent a text message to Li Wanqiu, telling her the time and train number of my arrival in Cannes, and asking her to pick me up as soon as possible.

Li Wanqiu replied to me quickly, although it was a text message, but from the seven or eight exclamation points in a row, you can see how surprised she was to get my news.

She asked me where I was, and I didn't have time to explain to her, just told her to meet.

With twenty minutes to go, I had already found a window seat and sat down, hiding the feeling that my heart was getting bigger and bigger, and the ecstasy of being about to regain my life.

Li Wanqiu kept texting me, asking me why I couldn't find me because of what I had encountered, and I couldn't answer many questions for a while.

People got on the bus one after another, the driver came to check the ticket, I looked at the time, and there were still three minutes to go.

I told Li Wanqiu that I needed to get a good night's sleep and asked her to leave on time to pick me up, and the moment I put away my phone, two policemen came up and walked all the way to the back.

I thought it was a routine check-up, and I didn't care, who knew that the two men walked up to me, pulled out a picture and looked at me, and then one of them said something to me.

When I saw that the picture was me, my heart sank suddenly, and a sense of foreboding hit me.

The policeman took out his notebook and wrote to me: This young lady, you are suspected of a sensitive case, please assist us in the investigation.

I immediately thought that it must be Luo Ange's ghost, I was too careless, I should have taken a taxi back to Cannes directly, and I took the wrong medicine to come to the passenger station.

Isn't that waiting for that bastard to come and get me?

I was invited to the office of the police station at the passenger station, and when I saw the back of the window with my hands in front of the window, a sense of powerlessness that was about to explode at this moment was constantly fermenting and fermenting, and I was deeply gripped.

The police went out and politely helped me to bring the door, and suddenly I was the only one left in the huge room, and the person.

I hate scenes like this.

I hate that he only gives me a back, I'd rather he beat me up, I'd rather he kill me.

The phone kept vibrating, it was Li Wanqiu, she was happy to tell me that Xia Qi was back, and they were going to pick me up together.

I smiled bitterly and replied to her with a text message: "My plans have changed, don't wait for me."

I knew that Luo Ange walked in front of me, although I couldn't see his face, but I saw his toes, and I could smell the kind of fragrance that only he had.

I looked up and looked at him without a hint of emotion, like a stranger.

I didn't even struggle to give him the phone when he reached out.

There was something like a wound in his gaze, like an ethereal white mist in the reeds in winter, as if he felt that I had deceived him, as if he wanted to slap me twice.

I knew he wouldn't, but because he wouldn't, I was so upset.

He lifted his hand, smoothed my hair, then picked up my head, kissed me on the forehead, and finally took me in his arms.

I stood there like a dead man, trying to be as calm as I could.

It was already dark when I came out, and although Luo Ange changed to an inconspicuous car, I still recognized it at a glance.

At the same time, I recognized the few eye-catching men who were smoking next to the low-key and luxurious car.

Guan Shanyuan was the first to spit out the smoke ring, then stepped on the cigarette butt under his feet, he walked towards me, gently hugged me, and gently patted my back.

Then Zhou Yang, then Long Jue, and the two men who were with them in the hospital.

I couldn't hear the wind, but I could feel that the wind was a little strong tonight, and Luo Ange had already taken off his coat and draped it over me.

His arms were warm, and when he opened the door to escort me into the car, I suddenly saw fate passing by me.

Fate once again reminded me that when an egg touches a stone, it is always the egg that hurts.

The wind on the balcony was too strong, and I was curled up in the corner in a thin hospital gown.

The best way to keep tears from falling is to look up and count the stars, if I die, will I become a star in the sky, will anyone recognize me?

The Milky Way is so wide, so many people leave every day, and their necks are sore, and they still can't find where the star that grandma turned into is.

Before she died, she grabbed me and grandpa, she drove everyone away, and when the three of us were left, her consciousness was already a little blurred, and she couldn't even finish her words.

My grandfather and I cried, especially my grandfather, who cried like a child.

Grandma also cried, but there was no sound, just a twitch of the shoulder, and finally she patted the back of my hand and my grandfather's hands, and said in a trance: "Leave you behind...... Lonely...... I can't bear it, you ......"

I know what she means, she wants me to take care of each other with my grandfather, she knows that the family can't accommodate me, and she is the most worried about me.

If grandma had a spirit in heaven, would she feel distressed to see me like this?

It's like going back to the hospital and Zhou Yang asked me: "Do you really not love him?" You're gone, he's alone, what is he going to do? ”

I almost cried so much that the cold wind blinded my eyes, and the whole world was dark, except for the stars in the night, and there was a glimmer of light.

Someone squatted in front of me, what a man, his hair was messy like straw, his eyes were red and swollen like two blood walnuts, and his lips were white and cracked.

I want to laugh at how ugly you are, the ugliest person I've ever met, his expression was split into countless pieces in my hazy teary eyes.

He took me into his arms, patted me on the back to soothe me, I broke free of him, punched and kicked him to keep him from me.

His face turned black, and I got up and ran, but I fell.

He helped me up, but I pushed him away like crazy, and I opened my mouth wide and shouted something that only I knew.

I was suddenly slapped in the face, and it hurt so much that my teeth rattled.

I cried out loud, you dare to hit me, why did you hit me, what kind of watermelon potato rotten tomatoes are you?

He grabbed me and held me back, and I struggled, and perhaps realizing that he couldn't control me, he simply smacked me the back of the neck, and then I didn't know anything.

I woke up in the middle of the night, and under the dim wall lamp, he slept next to me with a tired face, one leg pressed against me, and two hands twisted my wrists like a pair of handcuffs.

I looked at him like this, slowly pulled him to sit up, and looked out in a daze as it was pitch black.

I don't know how long he sat there, but he opened his eyes and was startled to see me, and after a while his expression relaxed.

He didn't force me to sleep, he didn't speak, he just put his coat on me, and then he moved around, put his hand around my waist, and buried his face in my back.

Such moments are incomparably quiet, and there is a lot of movement in the air, like his breathing, slowly surrounding me.

We stayed in this position for a long, long time, and when it was light, he changed his movements and rested his head on my lap.

I didn't move, and he knew I had allowed it, so he had to take an inch, turn over slightly, bury his face in my stomach, and wrap his arms around my waist.

He didn't move, and I later found out he was asleep.

I put my hand on the back of his head and thought to myself, what a big fool, a fool bigger than me.

When Zhou Yang and the other four came in, it was already dawn, Luo Ange was lying on my lap and sleeping peacefully, and I was completely numb from the waist down.

Seeing my embarrassment, Long Jue smiled so comfortably, pretending to be blindfolded, and moved over step by step.

I motioned for him to get the man out of the way, and he pouted, shook his head, and threw the hot potato to the man behind him.

A group of demons, all of them are more delicate than the girl's parents, if a woman dresses up as a man, she will definitely be the top brand of Yihong Courtyard, attracting many wealthy sons to compete for "them" to redeem themselves. If you marry into a wealthy family, all of them are the masters of the main palace who are forced to death.

The man stood in front of me and looked at me, and I looked at him without fear of his gaze.

Long Jue wrote a note on the side to explain to me, this is Yong Changzhi, that is Gai Nie.

I've heard Yong Changzhi's name several times, he is the owner of C&T Entertainment Group.

I thought he should be a middle-aged uncle in his forties and fifties with a big belly and a shiny face, but I didn't expect him to be such a beautiful son.

And the handsome and extraordinary man who sat on the sofa and looked at me, who was being served diligently by Zhou Yang, poured water and peeled apples all at once, and only had to massage, was Gai Nie.

Yong Changzhi winked, and Long Jue nodded like pounding garlic and pulled Luo Ange off my lap.

Someone waved his hand impatiently, and the unlucky Long Jue was defenseless, and his nose bleed in an instant.

I was so frightened that I jumped out of bed, and fell to the ground before I could catch the tissue, and Yong Changzhi wanted to catch me, and I grabbed it.

A pair of big hands picked me up, and the moment I was thrown on the bed, Luo Ange kicked Long Jue in the stomach.

Poor Long Jue died heroically like this.

Luo Ange looked at me angrily, I was a little unreasonable, I grabbed my trouser leg and rubbed it, seeing that he was still staring at me, I cried awkwardly.

He knelt down in front of me, grabbed my hand and put it on his lips and kissed him again and again, babbling something out of his mouth, and wiping my tears as if he were admitting his mistake.

The demon named Gai Nie came over, hanging Yong Changzhi, who had been watching this scene with his shoulders hugged, and both of them looked at us with expressions of disbelief and schadenfreude.

Gai Nie turned around and said something, and Zhou Yang, who was cutting fruit on the coffee table, immediately ran over, holding paper and pen like a competent manager.

Gai Nie took it, brushed and wrote something and handed it to me, and was snatched by Luo Ange.

I stretched out my hand, he was stunned, reluctant to put it in the palm of my hand, and the next second he kicked on Gai Nie's stomach in the same way.

This time, even Yong Changzhi, who didn't smile when he came in, was also happy, pinched Gai Nie's tender face, and happily returned to the coffee table and drank tea elegantly.

Gai Nie and Luo Ange made a move, and after a few moments, he was pressed on the bed by a dead pervert, and his face was distorted into an ugly monster, but the demonic spirit between his eyebrows and eyes could not disappear.

I glanced at the note, and suddenly raised my hand to hit Luo An's singer, and he let go of his hand in pain.

Gai Nie ran to Yong Changzhi's side with a smoke, touched his face and touched his wrist, and it was a complaint at first glance.

His note read: Third sister-in-law, from now on, you are the person I admire the most. The person who can make the third brother, a 10,000-year-old iceberg, break the merit, is a heroine.