When a person's feelings reach a critical point, they need to release their emotions through a way.

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The empty villa, the house without Gu Yimi is just a house.

It was so quiet that it made him crazy.

Endless thoughts...

"Bang---"!!!

A harsh sound came out in the room.

The figure of the male god Leng Mei stood up coldly from the ground, and the empty wine bottles scattered on the ground made a series of harsh sounds.

After passing through the darkness, the man's cold figure walked out of the villa.

Then, the silver sports car parked outside the villa, like a wounded cheetah in the dark, galloping away with an absolutely cold atmosphere and a terrifying solemnity!

The night, the coolness, and the black curtain enveloped the whole world...

In the bleak room, only a few lonely empty wine bottles were left, as well as the sadness of the room.

The night was already deep, and invisible in the night, on the wide road, a silver sports car disappeared like a silver light at the end of the night.

The man held the big hand on the steering wheel tightly, and there was a necklace hanging in his palm.

He raised his arm and hung the necklace that had been holding in his palm in front of the windshield window.

Ji Zefeng smiled, and in his deep eyes, the bright blooming Yimi flower shone brightly in his eyes.

Slowly, the empty big hand picked up the phone placed in the passenger seat.

One by one, pressed the string of numbers that he had engraved in his heart.

For five years, he has called this number almost every day, although he knows that the standard and nice sound coming from the phone will always be:

"Sorry, the phone number you called was an empty number..."

However, he always fantasized that, once again, when he was numb, the phone suddenly answered, and then a nice warm and warm voice shouted:

"Ji Zefeng, why are you calling?"

.........

The man slowly pressed the phone to his ears, and his slightly drooping eyelids were hiding deep in his eyes. A cold light passed by, making the decadent, messy but even more sexy face become more evil.

The slight sense of alcohol is filled with a confusing brilliance.

Listening to the busy voice coming from the phone, the dark and obscene eyes became darker and darker.

Just when the busy sound is about to hang up automatically---

The phone number was actually connected!

He got drunk again and started to have auditory hallucinations like this.

The phone was connected, but there was no sound, and it was quiet.

It seemed that he even heard a slight breathing coming from the phone.

The smile is bleak, and the heart becomes more and more desolate...

The man curled his lips with a bitter look, and there was no longer any domineering and cold voice in his voice, and even begging so desolately:

"Gu Yimi, will you come back only if I die?"

...........

With a "bang", the phone that the man put in his ear slides down from his hand and falls into the dark corner of the car.

The two hands holding the steering wheel were exerting force more and more force, and the joints of the fingers were covered with a layer of creepy white.

In the black night, the silver sports car, with a "boom", the speed of the car increased to the maximum!!!

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(Dear, Rabbit has just finished the experiment and is back without stopping! Today is ten thousand updates! Momo~)

When a person's feelings reach a critical point, they need to release their emotions through a way.

-----

The empty villa, the house without Gu Yimi is just a house.

It was so quiet that it made him crazy.

Endless thoughts...

"Bang---"!!!

A harsh sound came out in the room.

The figure of the male god Leng Mei stood up coldly from the ground, and the empty wine bottles scattered on the ground made a series of harsh sounds.

After passing through the darkness, the man's cold figure walked out of the villa.

Then, the silver sports car parked outside the villa, like a wounded cheetah in the dark, galloping away with an absolutely cold atmosphere and a terrifying solemnity!

The night, the coolness, and the black curtain enveloped the whole world...

In the bleak room, only a few lonely empty wine bottles were left, as well as the sadness of the room.

The night was already deep, and invisible in the night, on the wide road, a silver sports car disappeared like a silver light at the end of the night.

The man held the big hand on the steering wheel tightly, and there was a necklace hanging in his palm.

He raised his arm and hung the necklace that had been holding in his palm in front of the windshield window.

Ji Zefeng smiled, and in his deep eyes, the bright blooming Yimi flower shone brightly in his eyes.

Slowly, the empty big hand picked up the phone placed in the passenger seat.

One by one, pressed the string of numbers that he had engraved in his heart.

For five years, he has called this number almost every day, although he knows that the standard and nice sound coming from the phone will always be:

"Sorry, the phone number you called was an empty number..."

However, he always fantasized that, once again, when he was numb, the phone suddenly answered, and then a nice warm and warm voice shouted:

"Ji Zefeng, why are you calling?"

.........

The man slowly pressed the phone to his ears, and his slightly drooping eyelids were hiding deep in his eyes. A cold light passed by, making the decadent, messy but even more sexy face become more evil.

The slight sense of alcohol is filled with a confusing brilliance.

Listening to the busy voice coming from the phone, the dark and obscene eyes became darker and darker.

Just when the busy sound is about to hang up automatically---

The phone number was actually connected!

He got drunk again and started to have auditory hallucinations like this.

The phone was connected, but there was no sound, and it was quiet.

It seemed that he even heard a slight breathing coming from the phone.

The smile is bleak, and the heart becomes more and more desolate...

The man curled his lips with a bitter look, and there was no longer any domineering and cold voice in his voice, and even begging so desolately:

"Gu Yimi, will you come back only if I die?"

...........

With a "bang", the phone that the man put in his ear slides down from his hand and falls into the dark corner of the car.

The two hands holding the steering wheel were exerting force more and more force, and the joints of the fingers were covered with a layer of creepy white.

In the black night, the silver sports car, with a "boom", the speed of the car increased to the maximum!!!

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Chapter completed!