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The dark and cold room, a black cover, seemed---

Everything has lost the breath of life, with a wave of gloom...

In the black shadow, the figure of a black man was vaguely transformed into a dark night behind him.

It seems to be a syllable from the dead string, and every word is like a note of death, terrifyingly cold.

"My good brother, my brother is back, everything is about to end-------"

The man's voice came to an abrupt end, as if the broken strings were broken, and the trembling syllables shook the heart.

The slender big hand, with clear contours, slowly turned the ring on his little finger, as if it was rotating the roulette of life.

.........

Under the black curtain, the man's vague outline was seen.

It was like a black vine that was eroding, spreading little by little, sweeping across the heart...

The ghostly figure was cold and cold. The man walked tall to the window hidden in the middle of the night. The invisible haze penetrated the darkness of the night and looked at the sea in the distance.

That is the sea of ​​city a.

The man's big hand holding the ring suddenly clenched tightly!

The wind blew, and the curtains moved slightly, concealing the man's trembling body that was hiding under the hiding state.

A look in the cold eyes, a shocking grief was fleeting!

Only the night saw it...

It seemed like an illusion, and at 0:00 and 1 second, the man's expression recovered! It was even more scary than just now!

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A City is located on the east side of a villa that is not enough to describe.

Ji Family Villa.

In the study room.

In front of the Rapewood high-end custom-made desk, a man who looks a bit similar to Ji Zefeng can still see the man's sharpness when he was young.

The cheeks that left traces of time but were still cold and hard, had the precipitation of vicissitudes of life and experience, and made people surrendered.

This man is Ji Zefeng's father, Ji Chentian.

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Somehow, the originally sharp and domineering cheeks were slightly moved. Even some unknown things in the slightly turbid eyes were slowly condensed, one by one, one by one...

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Quiet study.

The man sitting at the desk seemed to have taken off his energy and leaned against the chair behind him.

The man's lips began to tremble, as if he wanted to say something, but he never turned his eyes and stared straight at the things in his hand.

The man was holding a photo in his rough and callous big hand.

The man's feelings were getting more and more ups and downs, and his trembling lips became more and more trembling.

The dryness and even a little red blood can be seen, the things filling the turbid eyes make the man's cold cheek become extremely gentle, but it is a kind of sadness that reaches the depths.

In the end, I couldn't say what I wanted to say.

Looking at the photos in my hand, the people in the photos were smiling so beautifully, so beautifully, but so sad...

Finally, the man leaned on the back of the chair weakly, and his turbid eyes slowly closed, and the things condensed in his eyes were also silently released.

Only a slight tremor was venting the pain that the man endured...

The big hand was holding the photo more tightly but cautiously.

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In the photo, a pair of girls who smiled extremely sweetly looked exactly the same...

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Chapter completed!