(Cat flutter Chinese) After a whirlwind of effort, Luoxi only heard a few gunshots, and he and Jing Mohao were already sitting in the car.

What about Chen Chen?

Luo Xi hurriedly looked out the window, only to see that Chen Chen was still lying in a pool of blood, and his white suit was already scarlet.

Jing Mohao really killed Chen Chen...

He really killed him...

Luo Xi grabbed the car window with both hands, the man was driving fast, and Chen Chen's car had soon disappeared into a vast wasteland.

She hurriedly looked out the window, only to see Chen Chen still lying in a pool of blood, his white suit was already scarlet.

Jing Mohao really killed Chen Chen...

He really killed him...

Luo Xi grabbed the car window with both hands, the man was driving fast, and Chen Chen's car had soon disappeared into a vast wasteland.

Chen Chen, I'm sorry for you...

We met too early, loved and hated each other early.

At that time, I was young, and I gradually hugged less, and my heartbeat was overdrawn.

We have so many stories, so much joy, that we want the movie pane to play out in our minds, frame by frame.

But from now on, I can only use it to hang...

You who have been with me for seven years, in the next life, you must find a girl who loves you very much...

Don't meet me again, the one who makes you miserable and laughs...

Jing Mohao ignored Luoxi's tears, which were still surging at the moment, and sped away from this barren land as soon as possible.

Who the is the Fang. of putting the gun.

Damn it!

Do you still need to think about this?

Who else but silence those sinister and cunning guys.

Just now, I ****** should have shot him, but now I dare to blame him for Chen Chen's death.

Or did it happen when the woman didn't see anything, and she couldn't explain it clearly.

It's strange that this woman doesn't mess with herself when she goes back!

What a. The nest!

Seeing that he had driven out of this wasteland, Jing Mohao freed up one hand and covered his little face, which was already crying on the car window, in the palm of his hand.

"Don't cry, it's even uglier to cry again."

Luo Xi was immersed in the pain of losing Chen Chen and couldn't extricate himself, and even hated Jing Mohao for killing Chen Chen so cruelly.

He wants to be himself, just go with him, why do you have to kill them all...

She twisted her face away from his hand and continued to look out of the car.

Undeterred, the man took his hand over again, once again wiping away a wet stain of water that had fallen from her.

"You go away, I hate you." Luo Xi roared angrily.

The man sneered, "Yes, I used to hate me, but now I hate it." ”

"It's all the same for me, it's still the same for you."

It's still the same brutal and cold-blooded, unreasonable.

"Oh? Isn't it still as important and inseparable from me? ”

The man said, turned on the autopilot mode, leaned over, and surrounded her.

"Luoxi, did you miss me?"

His voice rang in the ears in a low voice, full of deadly allure.

Luo Xi closed his eyes slightly, but his inner answer was extremely firm.

Think.

How could you not want to.

She thinks about it when she eats, when she goes shopping, and when she encounters an accident.

I think about it when I'm awake, I think about it when I'm dreaming, and I think about it all the time.

He is no longer in his own life, but his own life is filled with his shadow all the time.

Any shadow in life that is captured by her gaze is like him.

He is clearly so domineering and unreasonable, bullying and dominating the market, but the memories he brings to himself are so profound and bottomless.

I can't do it if I don't want to...

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