Zhou's mother and I had a conversation, and suddenly there was a knock on the door, and I looked at Zhou's mother at the same time, and the servant stood at the door and said, "Miss, your letter." ”

I glanced at Zhou's mother, then wiped my tears and said, "I'm fine, Zhou's mother, you go and get busy." ”

Mother Zhou didn't expect me to get better so quickly, so she was still a little worried and asked, "Are you really okay?" ”

I nodded and said, "I want to be alone for a while." ”

When Zhou's mother heard me say this, she couldn't stay any longer, so she could only get up and leave my room.

As soon as she was gone, I looked at the servant standing at the door, and I went over and took it directly from her, and she did not dare to linger any longer, but after giving me the letter, she departed.

I took the letter and looked at it, and there was nothing on the envelope, it was blank.

I opened the envelope, and there was only a string of numbers on the letterhead, 12, 3.

Today is December 2nd, and that's tomorrow.

I squeezed the paper into the palm of my hand for a long time, closed the door, turned around and grabbed a lighter from the bedside table, and turned the letter directly to ashes.

When the last flame was extinguished on the windowsill, I looked up at the sky outside, and there was a dark cloud of black oppression, and the war was still raging on the other side.

It's almost over, and this battle is not over yet.

The day sank little by little, and when it was close to eleven o'clock in the evening, I began to get up and pack my things in the room, Mu Jingchi's room was next door to me, and his coughing sound came from time to time.

He had always been accustomed to going to bed late, and this was the time when he had just finished his business.

I grabbed the suitcase in my hand, brought enough silver taels, and stood in the room for a while, Mu Jingchi's coughing gradually weakened, and for almost two hours, there was basically no sound in the next room.

I glanced at the time on the wall, the hands were exactly aligned, and the lights of the Mu family had all gone out an hour earlier.

I left a letter on the dresser, and then dragged my luggage and pushed the door out of the room, and Mu Jingchi's study and bedroom were dark.

I didn't hesitate any longer, nor did I linger any longer, and walked down the stairs lightly with my luggage.

Although the Mu family is heavily guarded, it is not very difficult for a person who has lived here for a long time to leave here quietly.

It took me just three minutes to slip out of the villa almost unimpeded, and I quickly descended the hill with my luggage. I don't know how long I walked, but a car came at the foot of the hill and stopped in front of me

Now it happened to be drizzling, Song Ol opened a black umbrella and walked out of the car, in the dark, neither of us spoke, he reached out and hugged my thin body in his arms, for a long time, he patted me on the back and said, "Get in the car." ”

I followed him silently.

After that, Song Ol drove me down the mountain, and I sat beside him without saying a word, just holding my clothes tightly with my cold hands.

As if he knew what I was thinking, he handed me a pack of cigarettes.

I took it, pulled out one very neatly, and then lit it for myself, only to feel that the cold on my body had dissipated a little.

I said to Song Alcohol: "If this thing succeeds, I don't want to go back to the Mu family." ”

Song Yu, who was driving, suddenly stepped on the brake sharply, and he frowned and looked at me.