"What is my desire—"

Until after breakfast, Asami Ling was still thinking about this question in his mind.

It's obvious that he's so persistently pursuing, but when he really wants to bring it up solemnly, Asami Ling feels a little speechless.

Work hard to earn money to pay off the arrears and redeem the house, and then try to continue living like a normal girl.

Now that I think about it, it seems like there is no specific thing I want to do.

There is only obsession, meaningless, but the obsession that is more important than everything, the obsession supports her like a puppet hung with strings, running on this world, tears running down her cheeks, but her body doesn't care at all, and continues to move forward according to the stubborn route.

And what is ahead, Asami Ling was shocked at this time, and he didn't seem to have thought about it.

It's as if what is in front of her will not exist at all, the joints of the doll will wear out, the skin will decay, and finally it will fall to the ground, and the thread hanging on her body is still pulling, making her look as if she is not exhausted.

Then, suddenly, someone stood up, cut the line with a knife, and asked himself in a ridiculous and serious tone, what do you want ahead?

Then he pulled himself and jumped to the finish line with a gentle leap, saying that there was no need to struggle anymore, that now that you were free, you could do whatever you wanted.

But what do you want to do?

The two of them sat on the steps of the street, and the people around them all cast strange glances, and Asami Ling felt a little ashamed, lowered his head slightly, and listened to Wu Xingzhi talking eloquently beside him.

"We can divide obsessions into regrets and wishes, what is regret? It's what you were obsessed with doing but didn't do, what are your regrets? ”

"Regrets?" Asami buried his head, tried his best to pretend that the eyes of passers-by did not fall on him, and stammered, "Probably want to redeem the house?" ”

"Easy!"

Wu Xingzhi slapped the ground and said, "Let's go, let's go and help you redeem the house!" ”

"What, how to redeem it?"

"It's never a big deal that money can do it." Wu Xingzhi stood up with a confident look.

"That's 30 million yen—" Asami said weakly.

Although Mr. Wu usually spends lavishly, this is not a small amount.

"I know." Wu Xing knew: "Not only do I know, but I don't have so much. ”

To be honest, let alone 30 million yen, he has less than 100,000 yen left on him now.

The principal is indeed rich, but his wealth is limited, and when he goes out of real estate, all the cash added up is only enough for Wu Xingzhi to be ho for a few days.

"Ahh

"I mean, I don't have that much money, but your creditor certainly does." Wu Xingzhi said with a serious face: "I can borrow some money from them and redeem your house." ”

"This ......" Asami Ling couldn't keep up with Wu Xingzhi's train of thought, and said, "They shouldn't agree, right?" ”

"They will." Wu Xingzhi stretched out his fist and said, "No one would refuse someone as friendly as me." ”

Asami sat in the co-pilot in a daze, the car drove on the road like a rampaging monster, the accelerator roared, the things on both sides retreated rapidly, and there was a sharp sound of horns, which was the dissatisfaction of the other owners who were frightened.

Mr. Wu...... You're driving too fast......" Asami reminded.

"This is just the beginning." Wu Xingzhi chuckled, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the window, as if he was not driving a car that had reached a speed of more than 80 kilometers per hour.

"But...... In this way, the driver's license will be revoked, and even the mandatory detention will be carried out - "Asami Ling shut his mouth and suddenly realized that this person did not have such a thing as a driver's license at all.

"Don't worry about this stuff." Wu Xingzhi's voice came: "From now on, the rules of this world will no longer bind you, let us focus on completing your obsession." ”

"But it's going to cause trouble for others, right?" Asami said weakly.

"Anyway, tomorrow everything will be back to the way it was, won't it?"

The girl saw Wu Xingzhi with a wanton smile on his face, like a sword that had been hidden for a long time finally unsheathed, exuding a sharp edge unscrupulously.

This is the real Mr. Wu, right?

For some reason, Asami felt the worry in his heart fade.

If you stay by Mr. Wu's side, you have to be braver, right?

Racing all the way, the car soon came to a small building with several floors.

"This is it?" Wu Xingzhi looked at it a few times and said, "It looks like an ordinary office building." ”

"It's really an ordinary office building, Mr. Wu is a Chinese, and he may not know much about Neon Pole, and if he strips some of their black industries, on the bright side, they may be more law-abiding than normal businessmen." Asami explained.

"No matter how harmless the disguise is, it's not a violent organization?" Wu Xingzhi sneered: "You don't seem to have any resentment against them? You must know that whether it is your father's death or your pain over the years, it is basically inseparable from them. ”

Asami shook his head: "At least, they gave me a hope to be able to redeem the house, otherwise, I might have despaired at that time." ”

"Tsk." Wu Xingzhi's face was full of disdain: "Hope? ”

"Let a high school girl repay the huge sum of 30 million yen alone, and if she overdue, she will be sold?"

Wu Xingzhi opened the car door, and his voice was slightly cold: "Talking about hope with a group of scum, you think that you can complete the agreement as long as you work hard, but in fact, they have already planned everything for you in the future." ”

"Believe me, I may not know the extremes of neon, but I can see the scum clearly, you won't want to know what the show they have arranged for you."

Asami Ling was silent, of course she knew the consequences if she overdue, but did she have a choice?

Even if the sailors who are exiled at sea know that the sea water cannot quench their thirst, at the moment of death, as long as it is water, who cares so much?

A hand fell on her head, and she looked up and saw Wu Xingzhi standing in front of her.

"Take a good look, I'm an expert at dealing with these scum."

"I'll help you get it all back."

Asami couldn't help but squint her eyes and rubbed her soft hair against the other's palms.

Like a kitten being petted.

Actually, it doesn't matter what is extreme, what is revenge, what is it.

Death, it seems, doesn't matter anymore.

At this moment, it was like the crew was in despair, and suddenly it was pouring rain from the sky.

I don't know why I'm happy.

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