Wu Hao closed his gaze at the school, lowered his head, took a hard puff of cigarette, then extinguished the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can on the side, and continued to stand with an umbrella in the rain for a while, then stepped on the wet ground and returned to the car.

As soon as he was about to start the car, his eyebrows furrowed.

The tormenting feeling in his body was all too familiar to him, and he was addicted to drugs again.

In recent times, he has been tormented by the pain of the onset of drug addiction, each time more uncomfortable, each time longer and longer.

And this time tonight, it was more rampant than every time he had ever come, and it was unbearable for him.

At the end of the attack, Wu Hao, who couldn't stand it, stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair hard, he pulled off a handful of it, and his scalp was bleeding, but he still showed no signs of relaxation.

When Wu Hao was so uncomfortable that he stepped on the accelerator and hit the bridge pier in front of him hard, the torturous addiction in his body finally stopped.

As if he had escaped death, he sat in the driver's seat for a long time before he reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at himself in the rearview mirror impartially.

There was a string of bright red blood, flowing down his forehead, lining his pale face a little hideous.

He stared blankly at himself in the mirror for a long time before slowly raising his hand and touching the rearview mirror.

Is this person in it really him?

is obviously dressed in luxurious clothes, lining the whole person with a lofty spirit, but why does he feel less like a person than when he was poor before?

If he is still the ordinary Wu Hao he used to be, although he doesn't have so much money, maybe he has married Xu Nuan now, maybe they have a beautiful and well-behaved child.

But now? What if he has money?

It's not that you put yourself in it, making such a person not a person, a ghost or a ghost...... Is this really the life he wants to live, the life he wants to walk?

With such a drug addiction at any time, even if he gets a lot of warmth, he can't live a good life with her, right?

What's more, her heart is obviously no longer in him......

In Wu Hao's ears, he suddenly remembered Xu Nuan's voice calling Lu Bancheng's name in his sleep that day: "Half a city, zero degrees, zero degrees, half a city......

"I have known her for more than ten years as you, even before you knew her, but ten years later, you left her, and although I also left her, I still guard her."

"In the virtual world she didn't know, with her original identity, accompany her."

"Because, she is the girl I willingly bought with my life."

"I've sacrificed myself like this for her, and I always have to sacrifice something worthwhile."

Lu Bancheng's words, Xu Nuan's shouts in his dreams, like a magic spell, echoed in Wu Hao's ears over and over again.

I don't know how many times it reverberate, Wu Hao clearly saw a certain place from the deepest part of his heart, and slowly cracked a gap, gradually disintegrating.

If it weren't for him, Lu Bancheng wouldn't have lived a life with a wheelchair, and he wouldn't have tried his best to push Xu Nuan away from his side, and Xu Nuan wouldn't have used wine to kill his sorrows, crying so grief-stricken.

Everything is because of him...... He is the victim, but he is also the culprit.

……

After Wu Hao put away his thoughts, he drove to the drug rehabilitation center.