It was originally a joking sentence, but I didn't expect him to take it seriously.

The light in his eyes became even stronger: "Peacock Mountain? ”

I said, "If you want to know the answer, you might as well ask her yourself." ”

I'm thinking, Ouyang Yi can't really practice the Nine Yin True Scripture and go crazy, and he is a little crazy.

It's just the first time I've seen such a sane madman, and he really carries forward the idea of a madman and can be regarded as contributing to society.

He said, "Then what are you waiting for, do it!" ”

It saved me a lot of work.

I'll admit I'm not as thoughtful as he is.

"Before I go, though, I should leave something behind to prove that my death has nothing to do with anyone else," he said. ”

I gave him another two minutes and he jotted something down in his notebook.

Then he put the notebook under his pillow, took the half bottle of water I handed him, drank it down, and looked at me.

"Let's go! I'll lock the door so I don't give you any trouble. ”

As soon as I exited, the door was shut.

I pretended to be casual and walked towards the end of the carriage, and after only a few steps, the two policemen came from the opposite side and passed me.

I pretended to be waiting in the aisle to go to the bathroom, and the two police officers were probably talking about something interesting, not noticing that something was wrong in the box.

I sat on a stool in the aisle and chatted.

As the minutes ticked by, I knew that even if someone noticed something was wrong, the professor would be out of options.

After the professor left, my messy heart had a brief peace.

But it was only a momentary tranquility, a scar buried deep in my heart that had just scabbed over, and in the dead of night, it was tormented by tearing open and tormenting my soul.

I need to constantly find a balance, which requires me to keep looking for goals.

Su Xu is an accident, he is a very outstanding young entrepreneur in City B, his life can almost be said to be perfect, and people can't find fault with him.

When Mike threw Sux's information in front of me, I was meant to resist.

The target I need should be someone like Ouyang Yi, someone who doesn't deserve to be called a human being.

But Mike didn't pay any attention to my feelings, and I was humbled in front of him. I knew that he could never care about me.

He just came quietly in a dark night full of despair, and hurried away.

He always kept me between hope and disappointment.

He said to me coldly, "Since you have accepted such a life, you have no choice. ”

At the moment, there is no right goal, he is right, I have no choice.

Su Xu, it's only to blame him for running his business too successfully.

The scenery outside is infinite, and there is an incredibly beautiful wife at home, he really doesn't want to be too a winner in life.

Characters at the top of the food chain will naturally attract attention and jealousy from others, especially those of the same kind who stand by your side and want a piece of the pie.

Although he never took the initiative to steal someone's job, someone still wanted his life.

His competitors can afford to pay this price, and if it kills him, the business empire he supports will collapse.

The benefits naturally fall into the hands of the opponent.

No one is perfect, nothing is perfect. There are always things in life that are not satisfactory.

It was Su Xu's wife who gave me a chance, the woman who had delusions and lived a very restless life.

She dreamed of bringing a green hat to Su Xu.

This accident also came very smoothly, thanks to Su Xu's wife's simple divine assistance.

Her red apricot was in a hurry to get out of the wall, so I had a chance.

The time period of that day was just right, and Su Xu was going to attend a dinner that day.

It was precisely because she knew that Su Xu would not come back, so she asked the psychiatrist to get into her bed.

How could I miss such a good opportunity, I just used a little trick to make Su Xu's dinner a soup.

In fact, this dinner is very important to Su Xu.

When he returned home in frustration, he saw an unbearable sight.

No matter how gentlemanly he was, as a man, he couldn't accept such a scene, the woman he loved and another man lying on their newly married bed.

On the Huanhai Highway, Su Xu's car was crooked and oblique around the figure eight.

After 11 p.m., earthmoving trucks on various construction sites in City B started hitting the road.

I drove behind Su Xu's car, looking for an opportunity.

The earthmoving truck behind him honked desperately, and I knew that the night time was more money than money for these deadly earthmoving vehicles.

In the beginning, I deliberately didn't give the earthmoving car a chance to overtake.

The earthmoving truck was clearly annoyed by me and began to fight me on the road.

When the anger of the earthmoving truck full of muck was pointed to the highest point, I suddenly changed lanes, and the earthmoving truck had no time to react, and slammed into the off-road vehicle in front of Su Xu.

Su Xu's car was crushed under the front of the earthmoving truck, and a cart of muck covered it without leaving a trace.

God didn't even give him a chance to struggle, so he went to another world.

After that, I was like an addict.

The onset of addiction is getting shorter and shorter, and I need to keep looking for a target.

Mike spotted my problem, and he advised me to take a break and integrate myself into real life as if I were normal.

But I couldn't stop, accident after accident, name after name removed from the list.

Sometimes, on the catwalk, step by step, accompanied by the sound of music.

One name after another, like the credits at the end of the movie, came to my mind over and over again.

I began to be afraid, not of anything else, but of myself, the other self that was suppressed in the depths of my soul and did not dare to come out and show others.

In my world, the sky is so low that I almost merge with the horizon, and I am almost out of breath.

What's even more depressing is that the weather is getting hotter day by day.

Naturally, it reminded me of that summer, the man-made lake in the park, the boat that floated farther and farther away on the lake.

And the wood pulp lying quietly in the ripples.

These shots, which seem to come from ancient times, but are close to me, with a burst of Sanskrit sound, were sent to the depths of my soul by the waves of heat, making me irritable anymore.

One suffocating night, I tugged at Mike's sleeve as he was about to walk out the door.

A begging tone.

"I don't think I'm dying, can you stay with me?"

He turned around, stared at me for a few seconds, and left me without mercy.

A door that separates us into two worlds.

He said, "My dear, no one can help you except yourself. ”