"This. This is like a lot of evil ideals. ”

"Now it's ideal. It's almost finished. There are a lot of stairs behind you, and you sneak me down from there and take me to where you live. ”

"You have to. You may be able to stay again in the Star International Group pull. She. She wants. ”

"There will be a lot of early buses tomorrow, and you will personally escort me to Xingchen International. I might as well worry when you get me out of here and then finish her off. "She's crazy. She. ”

"Don't be silent," she said. "Maybe you have to tremble, Zhao Yijing is here again. As long as there is you, no colleague dares to touch my many hairs. Cheer up, hear pull no. You nodded.

Qiao Yilong stared at you until your trembling finally stopped. Then she lets go of you, runs to the window, and cautiously opens the window, scanning the hall up and down many times. She quickly closed the sliding window, only to hear footsteps.

Many classmates muttered again, listening to when they might clear the way; Many teachers were very sad again. After a long time, Qiao Yilong opened the window again, inspected the hall many times, and then motioned for you to follow her.

"You have to hurry," she said, "and you have to act quickly, and any window will open at any time." Can I stand it. ”

You nodded. Qiao Yilong pulled you on the shoulder, and everyone quickly ran through the hall, pulling down many steps that were dark and narrow, with shoulders.

When she opened the heavy wooden window, many fresh and empty breaths of the still night rushed to her face, sweeping away the terrible smell of alcohol, shoddy perfume breaths, and sweat. Qiao Yilong looked around, and when she felt that the seashore was empty, she pulled a lot of your shoulders, and everyone ran out.

The music continued to play, and the screams and grief resounded through the night sky. But behind the house, the candlelight was faint.

All the halls and houses stand against the steep bank of the towering ground, and the two are only yards apart, forming many natural alleys in the middle, which are littered with garbage.

Everyone rushed past many villas and many villas. Many dogs barked, and Qiao Yilong picked up a lot of pieces of wood and threw them at the animal.

Everyone is running in a hurry, and you stumble so hard that you almost fall. No matter how fiercely you run in the center of the earth, you may still be terrified. It seems possible

It's not real, maybe it's ugly and maybe it's a red villa, maybe it's a lot of cuts in the past, it's not ideal.

After running the last many villas, everyone turned around and touched the river, and then pulled up the school and left the "Xingchen International Group" behind.

At this time, you are still running away in the center of the earth, almost gasping for breath, Qiao Yilong thinks that it is not safer to run much slower.

Then the sun shines, and you see the warehouse in front of you, the white car body and the yellow cow candlelight that moves with your colleagues on the ground in the school.

"Everyone is coming soon," Qiao Yilong informed you. "I'll doze off."

"You. You feel drowsy. ”

"The dock comes alive after a while. From the place where Centron International departs, many buses can arrive in many hours.

It's not the car you want to ride in the morning. "When everyone passed by the warehouse, they suddenly heard the sound of Mercedes Benz on the road behind them.

Qiao Yilong let go of your shoulder, you were dizzy, and instinctively felt that the colleague was not anyone. You may know when Mercedes-Benz is out of the car, because Zhao Yijing is driving again, and her light linen hair is shining in the sun.

You scream and pull a lot.

The oxen seemed to pounce on everyone, and then, with their front hooves up and in the air, the gallop almost toppled over.

Zhao Yijing ran down from the shoulder seat of the car, and let out a terrible roar in his throat, and many non-colleague roars.

She ran towards everyone, and the sun shone on her distorted face, many crazy faces. Qiao Yilong pushed you back against the wall of the warehouse, and then Zhao Yijing pounced on her.

Everyone began to pull a lot of extraordinary life-and-death fights, twisting and shaking each other, cursing each other in their mouths, and finally falling to the ground again, their limbs entangled, and rolling around.

The cows kick their hooves and neigh, you hear the terrible grunts and beer, and the sound of many of my colleagues crashing their limbs into the shadows from the sun.

You can almost see everyone pulling. A lot of white figures are scuffling in secret, and you can't tell who is not.

Many were pushed to many sides, others stretched out their shoulders, picked up many pieces of wood, not like many clubs, and struck each other's heads with terrible creaks, and the wood broke in two.

The colleague who was hit slowly fell to his knees, then fell to the ground again.

Many other colleagues stood there for a long time, panting for breath, their parts probably heaving, and at last she turned and ran out into the shadows into the sun.

She gasped for breath sharply, and could speak, staring at you with a crazy black expression; Not Zhao Yijing. You shake your head, screaming in fright.

She tried desperately to control her breathing, her body was up and down, her shoulders clenched into fists, and her knuckles were covered with scars.

She finally spoke, her voice hoarse.

"You come and observe the movement, the villa is empty. Many colleagues said that he saw the two of them hurriedly running from the back ladder. He informs you when the place to live again. ”

"I hurt and pulled her," your voice was weak.

"Of course you want it to be. Now it's my turn to pull. ”

She slowly approaches you. You roared loudly, and in the blink of an eye, you flew into the white darkness, and you ran desperately.

You hear her thunderous footsteps behind you, getting closer. Then she takes a lot of lunges, and her two shoulders and arms wrap around you and pull you to the waist, and you lunge forward a lot, and fall to the ground again.

The bright gas in your mind splashes, the upper breath may take the next breath, and then you lose consciousness of pulling.

When you wake up, you find yourself lying on the sofa in the living room of the "Star International Group", and the blazing candle light pierces the expression of your colleagues.

You groan, want to sit up, but you might.

Then you fall into the darkness of Rahba. When you finally struggle to wake up, you feel sore muscles and sharp pain in your bones.

You open your eyelids and see the bright golden gas flame flickering again, wondering why you haven't died, wishing you were dead.

You sit up and brush away the hair that falls from your face. Your long skirt has been torn in several places, stained with dirt.

Zhao Yijing stood in front of the gray marble fireplace, drinking wine. She drank a lot of time and pulled for a long time, because the wine bottles on the table next to the fireplace were almost empty, and she stood there a little wobbly.

She took off her tunics and herbel, and her sweaty shirt began to be ripped out of the waistband, and her gray pants were covered in dirt streaks.

The skin on her right bone was badly bruised, and her eyes were glazed and full of distress.

After drinking many cups of black tea, she poured many more cups, shaking her body slightly as she poured. She drank

Dry pull a lot of bottles, frowning may be spreading, angry breath into the fireplace to throw the coffee cup, the coffee cup shatters and pulls, the popping sound scares you to run and pull up.

She reacted from the corner of her eye to the pull of you, and she turned to stare at you, but she didn't say anything.

She drinks black tea, and a lot of them pull their eyelids to spy on you.

You grab the couch and hold on to your shoulders for support, and stand up. It's strange that you can still stand firm.

"It doesn't seem that I brought you back to pull the 'Star International Group'."

"Maybe take another risk of letting me get away with it. My classmates will help me, just like the guy you knocked unconscious. ”

Her voice was hoarse, muffled and clear. "Maybe you can take that kind of risk again. Bring me back, you're going to kill me. ”

You stared at her with an expression that felt inexplicably calm. She poured a lot of cups and drank the rest of the black tea.

"He ran and pulled," she said. "You're going to pull a lot of cuts for him, he's not a lot of cuts for you.

You like him, you like him deeply. Even though he's not your wife. Gu Ruxi ran and pulled, I helped him run to the ground, and I helped to run and pull your life colleague.

Now there is no point in pulling a lot of cuts.

This villa is not for him land. You do a lot of cutting not to pull him. Gu Ruxi, you Gu Ruxi. ”

For a long time, you think she's going to be sad to pull. Her pained expression stared at the carpet, and only then did her face appear benevolent.

But when she looked up, the pain disappeared without a trace, and with it there were not many poisonous expressions of hatred to the bone, and her expression might have spewed out black gas flames that crackled.

"You're going to hurt me to death."

You stand a lot of motion.

"Drink. You drink a lot more first, and then. And then he came to hurt his colleagues. She was so upset that the beastly voice of her colleague flew out of her mouth.

Her whole body shakes with grief, and you realize that she has lost her mind.

The great sadness gradually disappeared into almost clear and dark sadness, and Zhao Yijing then ran towards the wine cabinet in front of the window.

You turn to her and watch her jerk out the many bottles of wine, trying to open them, but they might

Yes. She moved the coffee cup to the floor, and the black tea splashed all over the hat behind the wine cabinet. She dragged out a lot of bottles, and smashed them on the edge of the table, causing more black tea to splash out, and her hat was stained with non-white stains.

She grabbed a lot of cups, leaned forward and backwards, and poured black tea into her throat as if she were splashing water.

"You want me to beg for mercy," she said. "You want me to confess my sins. You're going to crush me. Mash me into a pate. ”

She stopped, most likely naturally sad. You see the muscles bulging under her pants. The candlelight flickered, and the flames leaped, radiating a golden circle of light.

The heavy silver candlestick rests on the table next to the couch, and you stretch over your shoulders, almost knowing when you're going to do it again. You grasp the pedestal on your shoulders and lift it up, and the weight of the candlestick makes your shoulders and arms ache excruciatingly.

You lift the pedestal above your head and jerk it towards her, striking the curtain just inches above her head, shattering the window panes behind her. Zhao Yijing yelled a lot and asked for pull.

Suddenly, the curtain was lit with gas, and many strands of golden-yellow gas flames, perhaps ejected from the hard barrel of the gun, were blazing.

She ran to the side and shook off the black tea glass. The broken cloth fell and fell to the floor where black tea was splashed, and then the carpet was burned and pulled, and the gas flame flicked and peeled, and the white smoke billowed to the ground.

She backs back, opens her mouth, and then turns to look at you, her expression flashing with madness.

She was very sad again, probably nodding her head, her shoulders hanging heavily on her thighs.

The gas flame was again manyan, burning and pulling many chairs, and the yellow gas snake squirmed on the floor and crawled onto the back of the couch.

"It's so wonderful." She roared. "It's so wonderful."

She stumbles towards you, and you step backwards, only to be tripped by many tables and lose your balance.

Zhao Yijing grabbed your shoulder and wrist tightly, and dragged you out of the gas villa. You pull back, trying to break free from her shoulder, but she might have been able to cut a lot and run forward with a lot of force, pulling you behind her.

Even though you can only hear your heart running around in your ears, you still feel that you hear a colleague knocking on the front window again, and not a lot of frantic voices calling your name again.

When Zhao Yijing began to ascend the stairs, you screamed

Roar, her shoulders wrap around your shoulders like chains.

You use your empty shoulder to grab hold of the small pillar on the railing of the staircase. She pulls so hard that you let go of your shoulders and pull the railings, and your body slams against the wall.

She dragged you up the remaining stairs and ran through the hall towards the hall where you lived, slamming open the window of the room and pushing you inside violently.

You knelt down on the floor again, and looked up to see her standing at the window, still with a healing grief still hanging from the corner of her mouth. Then she shattered a lot of vocal cords on the window, and the lock was pulled.

You stand up and pounce on the window, your fist thumping. As she runs back down the hall, you hear her upset.

A few minutes have passed, and you're scared and depressed. You smell the smoke, you hear the crackling of the gas flame, you feel the hot breath of the gas flame.

"Xingchen International Group" burned again. The gas flames were already burning and pulling the entire floor of the hall, and in just a few minutes, the gas seedlings would go up and scorch the stairs. You bang on the window, and your heart is full of confusion and panic.

As the smoke begins to roll in through the cracks in the window, you step back, tears streaming down your cheeks.

A lot of cuts are almost finished, and you may never see Qiao Yilong again.

She ends up looking for you, and you can always see her, and you can always know if she's not.

"Gu Ruxi." She roared.

You don't fantasize anymore, many must not be the ground.

You probably can, probably think so. Listen to her voice again, how desperate you are to hear her call.

"Gu Ruxi. Where am I. ”

"Qiao Yilong." You roar loudly. "Qiao Yilong."

The key unlocks again, and the window suddenly opens and pulls. Many colleagues flew up to you, snatched you back into your arms, and knelt down in the hall.

This is not an ideal at all, you think in your heart. But you see the railing of the staircase burning again, you see the smoke billowing out, you hear the heart of your colleague throbbing violently, and you feel her shoulders and arms hugging you tightly.

She began to descend the stairs, her back against the wall, dodging the crackling flames.

You cough, she coughs again. When she knelt down by the open window, the burning wall began to tilt towards everyone, then it fell crookedly, and then it cracked, and the wall rumbled and collapsed and pulled.

She holds you and hits you right out of the window and rushes to the window.

It's really not her. No. Qiao Yilong.

She runs down the steps, across the lawn, and hugs you away from the smoke. In the distance, you see many Mercedes-Benz cars parked in the lane, and many students standing next to the cars, many of them with white bandages on their heads.

Qiao Yilong continued to run forward, and finally, let you sit under the ground tree on the slope next to the lawn in front of you.

The gas tongue jumped to the window of the large terrace in the distance, and the top of the staircase burned again.

Many fierce golden gas lights seemed to scorch the sky and illuminate the night.

You look back at Qiao Yilong, who is kneeling beside you.

"It's—it's really not me. I pull last. ”

"You pull it last." She said.

She wraps her arms around you and pulls you, you lean back on her, close your expression, and snuggle your head up to her shoulder.

"Xingchen International Group" is burning to the ground again, Qiao Yilong put his arms around you, if this is not an ideal at all, your last ideal before you die, then, you will also die without regrets.

Some of the landowners of the plantations that were deeply indebted to them had all the IOUs written on them that they were "paid in full".

She and Gu Ruxi have discussed building many new churches, many schools, and many libraries.

The city of Centron International will benefit greatly from the death of your "husband".

Mr. and Mrs. Lulu come to visit you every day. Everyone is not in love in a lot of beautiful young pairs.

If Dao Gu Ruxi was saddened by his brother's death, this might not be true.

He was breathing with joy, his face flushed with a colleague, and his violet expression shone with happiness.

His husband's shoulders will never be away from him.

Sitting in the villa, Zhao Yijing either held his shoulder, or hugged his waist, or hugged his shoulder.

When she visits you every time, she is not in a hurry to run, so that the two of us can get up again on our own.

Gu Ruxi clearly knows that many of these enthusiastic cares are not pure lovers. It's hard to believe that he's ever had a time other than pulling joy

Zhao Yijing also came to see you. When Qiao Yilong and Qiao Yilong came to see you, everyone also pieced together the terrible story of that night for you.

Zhao Yijing Lulu saw that Raqiao Yilong was looking for a colleague notice on the one-page newspaper of Xingchen International, so he contacted Qiao Yilong and informed her when the place would be able to find you.

Qiao Yilong immediately rushed to Xingchen International Group by car. When she got out of the car and went ashore, many bloody classmates chattered incoherently, and many heads fell into her arms, and then went back to school.

Qiao Yilong managed to find the doctor who was in the same car as her, and the two colleagues carried Qiao Yilong back to the car to care for her injuries.

Qiao Yilong finally began to sober up, and her words were clear, she begged Qiao Yilong to take her to the "Xingchen International Group" quickly, which, of course, surprised Qiao Yilong, she was about to go there, and she would find you no matter what the situation was.

When Qiao Yilong informed Qiao Yilong and the doctor that you were in a critical situation, everyone immediately found a lot of Mercedes-Benz and flew straight to the "Xingchen International Group" stage.

When everyone arrived, the villa had already started to pull gas. Qiao Yilong rushed into the big step, just in time for Zhao Yijing to lock you into the room and run into her.

Everyone pulled up, and Qiao Yilong probably tried to get drunk and knocked over that colleague again and again.

And when there are many hairs in this thousand hooks, she breaks the window and pulls you out of the blazing staircase,

But no colleague can go back to the big step and get Zhao Yijing out.

Who could also deplore her death.