(Cat flutter Chinese) Luo Xi hurriedly grabbed the mobile phone, only to find that the call had not been interrupted, one hundred and sixty-seven minutes, pending continuation. Please search (#¥) to see the most complete! The fastest update

Luo Xi dragged his mobile phone with trembling hands, and took the lead in opening his mouth, "Jing Mohao, are you there?" Hey..."

There was no response from the other side, but the sound of broken glass tiles came one after another, none of them so clear and cruel, a hundred times more cruel than the sound she heard downstairs at the time.

She finally knew why he was calling, and why he wouldn't speak.

It's not that he's as idiotic as himself is indulging in such an unwarranted ambiguous atmosphere, but that he doesn't realize what he's doing at all.

He's poisoned again!

I wonder if he already realized that something was wrong with his body during the evening dance?

Why did he insist on dancing with himself, didn't he know how painful it was when he was poisoned?

Even if all his memories are lost after the poison, the feeling of torment will never be forgotten.

He will never cherish himself, he will only do whatever he wants to do.

Outside the window, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the clear glass became a blur.

In the mobile phone, there was a steady stream of hysterical roars from the man's unbearable endurance, followed by a new round of bombardment, completely covering the pouring rain outside the window, impacting the fragile heart of Luoxi in the dark night.

"Jing Mohao..." Luo Xi pursed the corners of her lips, and tears fell without warning.

She couldn't imagine what kind of scene Jingrui Mansion was like now, and whether he could survive this poisonous attack.

Why isn't she the one who suffers...

"Hao." Jian Qing's voice came from the microphone clearly.

"Get out—" The man roared loudly, so that Jian Qing didn't dare to say another word.

Damn it.

Where did that Luoxi go last time?

I couldn't get rid of it last time, but now where are the people?

Shoot a warship and get it back for him!

The man slapped his palm on a pile of glass waste on the table, his fists clenched tightly, soaked in bright red.

Jian Qing's pupils tightened, and she immediately took a step forward, but she stopped again.

His reason told him that at this time, he would not listen to anyone.

I want him to vent on his own, the bone-eating pain he is experiencing now is something that only he can fight.

Luo Xi's hands trembled anxiously on the other end of the phone, and she tried to call Jian Qing, maybe she could help her.

"Jian Qing—" Luo Xi shouted into the microphone at the highest volume, "Jian Qing, I'm Luo Xi, can you hear me?" ”

The other party did not respond.

Luo Xi immediately hung up the phone, even though he wanted to extend the time of this call record a little longer, but he still hung up ruthlessly.

Then I opened the address book and dialed the phone back.

Jing Mohao didn't turn on the speakerphone, and the sound of the call couldn't be heard outside, but if she called the side again, there was always a ringing or vibration that could attract Jian Qing's attention.

In the dark room, the moonlight was shattered by the rain, and only flakes of light fell into the room.

Suddenly, the screen on the table lit up, and the vibration drove the phone to rotate slightly.

Jian Qing shook her head and looked, just about to take a step, but was preempted by the man and picked up first.

An anxious female voice on the other end couldn't wait to sound, "Jian Qing, I'm Luoxi, how is Jing Mohao now?" ”

Luoxi...

Luoxi is coming...

He knew she wouldn't dare not come...

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