[Tomorrow, you will come to the gate of the textile factory on Tiannan Road in the north of the city alone, I have something to talk to you about, about the accidental death of your parents back then, don't tell Jing Che, I deleted the text message - Ji Junmei. 】

The police translated the text message with information data and showed it to Jing Che.

Seeing the text message, Jing Che found that Ji Junxue told him yesterday that he was going to the north of the city to buy something. Yuan Guo went to see Ji Junmei.

Jing Che was furious, and immediately called Ji Junmei without thinking, but Ji Junmei's phone was never answered.

As long as Jing Che continues to ask the police to help, check the check-in list of major hotels.

After more than two hours of inquiry, he found that Ji Junmei was in a Huamei five-star hotel, and Jing Che immediately went straight to the hotel to find .......

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What Ji Junxue didn't know was that he was unconscious, and he was in a coma for three days.

When he gradually woke up, his long eyelashes trembled, and his eyelids slowly slid from side to side .......

Slowly opening his eyes, the dazzling light in front of him made it difficult for him to open his eyes, and he couldn't see anything in front of him.

The surrounding noisy sounds, one after another, exclaimed.

"He's awake! I opened my eyes. ”

"It's beautiful, it's the best."

"......" Where is this? Where is he? Why is it so noisy?

He couldn't see anything.

Dizziness, brain swelling, body aches and weakness, and some heat and .......

T country, an auction house under the black market.

Luxury, hidden, guarded and strictly forbidden black market auctions, this kind of place is not accessible to ordinary people.

Whether you come here has status or not, it is a wealthy noble, and only those who hold invitation cards can enter this black market auction after a series of tests.

Ji Junxue was so unconscious that he couldn't open his eyes, and he was the last auction item on the black market tonight.

In the huge exhibition hall, overhead lights and cameras shine on a long table lying on the display platform.

The long white table was covered with red roses, and on top of the roses lay a beautiful man in a white suit and uniform with gilded embroidered cuffs and neckline.

He lay quietly among the flowers, motionless like a prince of the fairy world, his flaxen hair covering his forehead.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, looking at the boy's beauty on the big screen, looking forward to the moment when he opened his eyes.

He just lay quietly and was already captivated. It is as pure as an angel descending on earth, even if he breathes the same air, it is a kind of blasphemy against the pure and noble boy on this stage.

Feng Tianleng, who was sitting in the last row of private rooms, was not interested in tonight's auction at all, he was brought by the underworld.

He was ready to go, but at the time when the last item appeared, he stood up in his seat in shock.

I even couldn't believe it, thinking I was dreaming.

After a few months, the angelic boy appeared in front of him again.

Is this a divine arrangement or is it a joke?

Looking at the picture on the big screen in a daze, the person he had been thinking about for a long time appeared again.

Is God pitiing him?

No matter what it was, it was fate that they could meet again, how could he miss this gift ...... heavenly.