The bell had just struck eleven in the middle of the night.

The translator came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, and there was a beeping sound from the liaison. She picked it up and saw that it was Secretary Jiang who had sent a message. "Call back as soon as you receive it!"

The translator turned on the computer and quickly connected to Secretary Jiang's video call.

"Translator" Secretary Jiang looked a little pale, "I have something special I want to explain to you, you can come to my apartment immediately." (Unify the names, Secretary Jiang and Secretary Jiang, Huangfuya and Huangfuya are the same person)

"Okay. The translator hung up, put on a black tights, and sped off on a black motorcycle.

Halfway through, her Bluetooth headphones suddenly went off. "How are you doing?"

The translator skidded and came to a near stop on the side of the road, a voice familiar enough that she would feel pain when she heard it, "It's you!"

"Impossible, impossible!" The translator looked at his hands, as if they were still stained with blood. She still remembers vividly that it was these hands that pulled the trigger.

"Don't you want to hear my voice?" Sir Leng said softly, so unique that she longed to find a place where everything was silent, and she could completely get rid of the magic of fate.

"Where are you?" said the translator.

"A place where you can't see me, but I can quietly admire you. "You're much prettier than you used to be." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what's the matter?" said the translator

"I want to see you, at the right time. Leng Sir said.

"Looks like even if I say no, I can't refuse!" The translator's eyes looked around at the tall buildings on all sides, the neat windows, the various colors of light that shone through the windows. She didn't know which window Jazz Leng was hiding in, but her eyes were clear

In my eyes, a kind of confusion began to emerge. Is it the joy of reunion after a long absence, or the fear......

In the headphones, Cold Jazz let out a faint laugh.

"Isn't it funny?" the translator asked

"I know that I died suddenly and came back suddenly, and I really didn't have any grace. Sir Leng said, "Everything is a last resort. This time I'm coming back to plead guilty. As long as you're willing to believe me......"

"Do you have anything else to say?" asked the translator rhetorically

"Xiao Min......"

Before Jazz Leng could say more, the translator turned off the device. There was a sadness in her eyes, a feeling of betrayal, but behind it there was longing and love. She felt a double layer of physical and psychological stress on her

There is a sense of powerlessness. "Why did you come back...... Wouldn't it be nice to be a memory......" A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and he shook his face to look at the laughing and frolicking couples on the side of the road, and looked at supermarkets, hotels, and Internet cafes. "Why did you come back......?"

She twisted the throttle and the motorcycle sped off.

Came to a high-end community and went straight to the parking shed of Building 23. As soon as she parked the car, she heard Peng's voice that something had fallen from the flower bed, and the translator hurried over, only to see a boy in blue lying among the greenery, his blood had been sprinkled on the green leaves. This boy, the translator is known, he is the only son of Secretary Jiang.

The translator immediately felt bad, unloaded the pistol from his belt, took it in his hand, and pressed the elevator.

The door of Secretary Jiang's house was open, and the house was in a mess, as if it had just been ransacked. In the hall of the house, Secretary Jiang and his wife were hung in the air. They had duct bandages tied around their mouths, their legs swaying in drooping, but they were no longer breathing.

"Secretary Jiang! Secretary Jiang!" the translator called a few times. Then contacted the ghost with a bluetooth headset.

"Ghost, hurry up! Secretary Jiang is gone!"

"What?" the ghost was blindsided, "What an international joke?"

"Secretary Jiang's whole family has been killed!" said the translator, "Do you want to tell Lafayette!"

"Alas!" the ghost screamed, slamming his fist against the wall. "I'll contact the boss first!"

The plague is clinking glasses with a Beijing daughter at a lively drinking party, and the music at the reception is full of affection and honey, and the scene is also full of mood and is very pleasant.

Suddenly, the headphones rang. "Well, I'm sorry," Plague said politely to the young lady, then stepped aside and said, "What's the matter?"

The ghost trembled as he told the news, and the plague's face turned hideous, and he shouted angrily, "What's going on!"

The music on the stage stopped, and everyone looked at the plague in amazement, and the plague was so angry that he tore open his clothes and threw the door away.

The ghost sat in the back of a special car, actively rushing to the scene of the incident, his left hand to his lips, "Murderer, pray, pray from now on, pray that I don't find you!"

At the moment, in another plane, under that water. Tianluo hid in the room and felt uneasy. It was sunny, let him think about his dreams, how many days and nights of people worried about his stomach. I don't know how many hardships and hardships were overcome because of her gentle understanding

After the separation of yin and yang, what kind of experience did Qing have, how could he be willing to do things for Heilan, and now how much can he trust her.

"The boy who fell in the sky", the voice of the maid came from outside the door, "Miss, please come over." ”

The maid led Tianluo into a bathroom, which was filled with white mist. Harumasa was in the water, leaning against the edge of the pool.

"Go down. Qing said to the maid, and when she saw the maid leaving, Qing said, "Is my question still bothering you?" ”

Looking at Qing Xuebai's neck, Tianluo sighed: "You know that I am not good at hiding my feelings, especially in front of you. ”

"If you don't feel for me anymore, there's nothing you can do, after all, I'm a dead person, and a lot has changed. Harushi said

"If anything happens, if there's any compelling reason, just tell me and I'll believe you." Tianluo said

"Start believing in me now." Qing said

Tianluo lowered his head and was silent for a while.

"I knew you would." Haru stood up from the water: "Always put feelings behind reason, sometimes I feel like you're simply cold-blooded." “

"I just don't want to make mistakes. Tianluo said

"Mistakes are so terrible to you. Qing shouted

"The mistake of the last time made me lose you. Tianluo said

Hearing this, Qing suddenly stopped, she watched the sky fall with a pair of bright eyes, and her tears slipped unnaturally.

Tianluo didn't speak, he stepped forward and hugged Qing in his arms with one arm. The moment Qing approached him, he realized how much he missed Qing. His breath, her body temperature, the pain she felt when she left him, he never forgot it.