(.) Braving the pouring rain, I got into a taxi alone. 【Bajie Chinese Network High-quality Update.】

While dusting off the rain hanging from his coat, he gave the driver the address.

The front lights of the car resembled two bright mists of light in the heavy rain.

Charles turned his head and looked through the hazy car window at the second-floor bedroom, which was still lit.

A few plants on the window lattice swayed slowly in the backlight.

He sighed deeply, his expression no longer as relaxed as he had been when he had faced Jessica.

Maybe he pretended to be so indifferent and didn't care about her like that, so that she could really die......

Retracting his gaze, the car started slowly.

Charles took out his phone and glanced at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock......

I wonder what happened to the little wild cat at home, is he still angry with him?

Frustrated, he put away his phone, and inadvertently, there was a faint tingling sensation on the inside of the bent elbow.

After rolling up his sleeve suspiciously, revealing half of his arm, he strangely noticed a small pinhole in the blood vessel on the inside of his elbow......

What's going on?!

He frowned, and looked at the barely visible pinhole with confusion. Under the pinhole is the blood vessel, he did have blood drawn when he was hospitalized, but the pinhole has healed, this pinhole is new, according to the feeling of pain, and the floating blood vessels, it can be concluded that the pinhole appeared about an hour ago......

Did Jessica use a needle to draw his blood, or did she inject something into his bloodstream?

With incomprehensible confusion, Charles silently distanced himself from Jessica's residence.

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The car stopped in front of Daniel's house.

The two lights on the front of the car were still shining brightly in the rain.

After getting out of the car, Charles hurried to the gate and quickly rang the doorbell a few times.

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ......"

The sound of the doorbell instantly broke into the bedroom.

By the window, the curtains were raised, the glass windows were wide open, and the rain mixed with the howling cold wind poured in.

I don't know how long he stood by the window, I don't know how long he looked at the street scene outside the window, his legs had begun to go numb, his eyes were constantly hit by the fine rain, and his eyes were moist as if he was crying.

Until a taxi stopped at his door, and saw the familiar figure that he loved and hated breaking into his sight, his heart suddenly jumped, and all the anger that was hard to suppress swept over again with the appearance of that man.

The five fingers were clenched into fists, the phalanges were white, and the nails were almost embedded in the palms.

With an indescribable coldness on his face, he listened quietly to the doorbell ringing one after another.

After Charles rang the doorbell a few times, seeing that there was no response, he retreated to the street and looked up at Daniel's bedroom.

Seeing that the man raised his head, Daniel lowered his eyes indifferently and looked at him.

Seeing Daniel's dim figure standing by the window, Charles waved his hands and shouted at him, "Hey, brother, open the door!"

The rain poured down, drenching Charles all over his body in an instant, and his hair was wet and sticking to the door of his head.

The cold wind is blowing.

The rain is cold.

A biting chill instantly penetrated Charles's body, and Charles couldn't help but sneeze.

Looking at the man on the street sneezing coldly, Daniel kept watching from the window, but there was no response, and the light in his eyes was unfazed.

"Hey, if you don't open the door, I'll stand here until you open the door——!!" Afraid that Daniel wouldn't hear clearly, Charles clasped his hands around his mouth and shouted at Daniel.

His voice reached Daniel's ears with great clarity in the sound of the majestic rain.

Still so expressionless, still standing in front of the window, letting the rain splash his face, his clothes.

The back looks lonely and cold in the rainy night outside the window.

After quietly meeting the stubborn and determined man downstairs for a moment, Daniel turned around and closed the window without hesitation.

The corners of his mouth hooked up into a mocking sneer.

Hmph, it depends on how long he can stand......

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It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and lightning and thunder began to roar outside the window, and the rain was still pouring down.

Daniel lay on the bed, eyes closed, lying on his side in silence, not moving.

His eyes kept falling calmly on the phone screen at the head of the bed, and every once in a while, he would reach for the phone and press it, and as soon as the phone lit up, the time on it was displayed.

Time skipped before his eyes, minute by minute.

Finally, at ten o'clock, he got out of bed, walked to the window, and couldn't help but glance at the situation downstairs through the closed glass window.

The man downstairs who had been standing there never left.

The black leather coat set off his wet blonde hair.

He hung his head, his body trembling slightly.

In the storm, even if you look strong, you can't help the torture of this long time in the rain.

Daniel let out a heavy breath, then turned and walked out of the bedroom, turning on the lights in the hallway and staircase.

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Next to the wall next to the door, wisps of gray-white smoke were gently spit out of the mouth of a wet man.

He scratched his hair casually with his hand, trying to shake off some of the raindrops hanging from his hair.

At this moment, he was startled when a ray of orange light came through the window next to him.

Running quickly to the man who was drenched in the rain, he took out a few bills and stuffed them into the man's hand, Lang smiled and whispered, "Hey, thank you!"

The blonde man had a withered and haggard face, probably over thirty-five years old, and even the rain rinses could not hide the smell of alcohol on his body.

After he took the money, he nodded gratefully to Charles and said, "Thank you, sir, remember to come to me for such a good thing in the future......"

"Okay, okay, hurry up and return the coat to me, let's go, let's go, go there, don't be seen by my lover!"

Charles hurriedly ripped the man off his fur coat and urged him to leave.

The man thanked him a few more times, then ran away.

"Click——!!" The sound of the doorknob twisting jumped into Charles's ears.

Charles immediately stood where the strange man had been standing, hanging his head, and pretending to be tired and weak in the rain all the time.

"Come in!" Daniel shouted at him with the door ajar open.

Charles raised his head and smiled at Daniel with a rainy face: "You are finally willing to forgive me......"

His expression looked innocently distressing.

Daniel's chest froze, and then immediately suppressed the nasty feeling, and then whispered again without emotion, "Do you want to stand outside for a few more hours?"

As soon as he heard this, Charles immediately recovered his spirits, rushed to Daniel, and said with a smile: "How can I continue to drench like this, I'm almost sick!"

He entered the house and did not shy away from shaking off the drops of water from his body on the dry floor.

Daniel closed the door and let out a cold mockery: "Find a stand-in to help you get drenched in the rain, will you get sick if you hide and watch?"

After a few flicks of his hands, Charles turned his face slowly, looked at Daniel embarrassedly, and said with a dry smile: "You...... How do you know that person is not me......"

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