Chapter 137: The Eleventh of the Woman with Fantasy Disorder

The sea breeze squeezed in through the crack in the window, resting his head on the back of the chair and closing his eyes.

He thought that for her sake, in the moment, he should make some concessions.

He didn't dare to imagine that if this world didn't have her, what was the point of his existence?

The phone rang abruptly in this small space, and he reached out and pressed it.

The phone was very persistent, and when it was pressed for the fifth time, he got angry and answered it.

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously more imposing than him.

"Haven't you found her yet?"

It was a question he particularly did not want to answer at this time.

"What does it have to do with you whether you find her or not?"

The man's voice was so muffled that it made people panic.

"I don't care what method you use, if you haven't heard from her before noon tomorrow, I'll want you to look good."

The man couldn't hold back any longer.

"This has something to do with you, are you going to rebel one by one?"

The person on the other end of the line seemed to be calmer than he was, and his voice was still unhurried.

"I said, her fate should be in my hands."

"Damn!"

The man threw the phone on the co-pilot's footpad, and it was unknown what the person on the other end of the line said.

The car was speeding aimlessly on the Ring Road, and the roar of the engine and the wind coming in through the window made his brain run rapidly.

He is not very reconciled, if he chooses to compromise, he will have nothing to do with her again.

If he chooses not to compromise, not only will he have nothing to do with her, but he will be separated forever.

In the end, he made a decision, and if he didn't hear from her by noon tomorrow, he had no choice but to compromise.

After this decision, he made several phone calls, nothing more than to make a final effort by noon tomorrow.

The night came quickly, and the lights in City B were bright, but they couldn't hide the emptiness and loneliness in this floor of the office building.

The woman stood in front of the window, and the half-hidden blinds gave a panoramic view of most of the B city.

Whether the world outside the window is prosperous or depressed has nothing to do with her, and she can only care about that one person.

His hair was knotted, and the dense grains of sand on it could not erase his indifference to her on the beach.

The dress with red flowers on a white background was wet and dry, and the lights of the city outside the window were gradually extinguished.

She still stood in front of the window, like a sculpture.

The cell phone on the windowsill rang several times, and it wasn't the number she wanted, and she chose to ignore it.

The phone kept ringing, and she didn't choose to turn it off.

She knew that this time was critical, and if she turned off the phone, maybe she would miss out on his choice.

When there were dozens of missed caller IDs on her phone, she had to pick them up.

She knew the man, and he wasn't someone to give up easily.

If she didn't answer the call, he might just rush to the door.

She had an inexplicable fear of him.

Sure enough, the man's voice on the other end of the phone was eerie and vicious.

"If you don't answer the phone again, I'll kill you."

She replied coldly.

"Whatever."

"Whatever, if I choose to kill him, will you still say anything so casually?"

The woman's voice was always low.

"What do you want?"

"Tell him her whereabouts before noon tomorrow, and if anything happens to her, I'll make you never see him again."

"Why should I listen to you?"

"It's up to you to listen or not, but my hands haven't seen blood for a long time, and if you want to challenge my patience, I'll make you regret it."

Downstairs in the Wanjia apartment, the man was sitting in the car, today is the sixth day, if the woman is ruthless enough, Luo Ya may not last long.

He searched all the places she could go, but there was no news of her.

The sky is really not good, it is as dark as the bottom of the pot, and a rain will inevitably fall.

On the instrument panel, the digital clock is constantly flashing.

It was 11:35 a.m., and he felt like he couldn't wait any longer.

I picked up the phone, found the familiar phone number from the address book, and was about to dial it out when the phone rang.

Picking it up, the woman's voice was as low as ever.

There are no superfluous words.

"She's ......"

The roar of the engine drove out of Wanjia's apartment in a hurry.

On the sixth day, the tide rose and fell, and Loya despaired.

For several days, the man had been walking unhurriedly around the house after the tide had gone down, leaving when the tide was high.

No matter what trick she had, the man was indifferent.

She lay in the seawater, letting the sea water soak her body, not that she didn't want to move, but that she really couldn't move.

She felt life slipping out of her body little by little, and in conscious time, she thought about it a lot.

When she died quietly in this house, her body slowly decayed, and in the end only a pile of bones remained.

The people around her, Chu Xixi, who has been fighting together since childhood, will definitely cry so much. Grandpa, she has to experience the sorrow of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person again, and she doesn't know if grandpa can survive this time.

Lu Zheng, she thought through gritted teeth. If there really is another world, if Lu Zheng comes to that world one day, with her revenge temperament, she must pounce on him and bite him into a thousand holes, after all, her death is more or less related to him.

My mind has flashed like a movie, one by one. Qiu Jun, the senior who married Bai Fumei, Lorraine, Zhao Xuemei, and even Zhao Shishi, all flashed in her last consciousness.

In the end, what flashed in her mind was the people's policeman - Yi Tian.

In her residual consciousness, she scolded Yi Tian for a bloody head, is this people's policeman eating dry rice? He has been missing for so many days, and he hasn't even found her? Did his public security university go to school in vain? She had every reason to suspect that his captain of the criminal police had been made by bribery.

With her retributive temperament, how many years later, when she met Yi Tian in another world, she must also rush forward to tear the people's police.

His own death has more or less something to do with him.

The water kept pouring through the crack in the door, and she couldn't tell whether it was day or night, and she struggled powerlessly, letting the water go up her neck, as if it were about to drown her.

There were even hallucinations in the eyes.

The iron gate was opened, Yi Tian, the people's policeman had an anxious face.

He jumped up and scooped himself out of the water, calling his name desperately.

She wanted to speak, but couldn't open her mouth.

Through her half-closed eyes, she seemed to see the sky that she had not seen for a long time, even though it was dark.

Haha, is this what Professor Ouyang said, when people want to go to another world, they will meet their deceased relatives, or meet angels, saints, gods, and gods, and communicate with them.

As she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear herself say something.

"Yi Tian, you're late."

Strangely, Yi Tian seemed to return her words.

"I'm sorry."

Luo Ya wanted to scold people, at this time, he said that he was sorry for having a bird, and that a person's life is only once. Can you give my life back?

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