Bang! The phone hangs up.

Zhang Qianqian stood there, listening to the busy sound coming from her phone, she could no longer control herself, and squatted to the ground, covered her mouth and started crying.

She was wrong.

She was wrong.

She shouldn't have appeared.

Shouldn't be following Lin Lian.

It shouldn't.

It shouldn't.

She was a star of destruction. She killed her mother, father, and Zhan Lian, which made Lin Lian fall into pain.

She is a disaster star.

Lin Lian walked forward and kept walking.

Suddenly, she was hit by someone and was unstable. She took a few steps back and was forced to stop.

“sorry!”

The person who bumped into her quickly apologized.

Lin Lian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

fine.

She's fine.

She seemed to smile at the man, and she continued to move forward.

The man saw Lin Lian’s pale face, even his smile was transparent, slightly strange but he didn’t think much about it and left.

Lin Lian took a few steps and a tender and joyful little face appeared in front of him.

She stopped.

After a while, she lowered her head and took out her cell phone.

Ah, she remembered that she still has cocoa.

Her cocoa.

Yes.

Her cocoa was waiting for her, and she was going to return to her side.

Otherwise, Coco would be worried.

Her fingertips slid unsteadily on her phone, and it took a while to reach the address book. She trembled and clicked on the familiar number.

In China, cars are racing in the night.

Fu was riding in the car, holding the person beside him, and holding his cell phone tightly.

His eyes were closed and his mind kept waving.

He has the entrusted by General Zhan.

The whole body was tense, and the person who had always been calm at this moment fell into an extremely terrible self-blame.

He can make mistakes.

But how could this matter not be done well?

He could not forgive himself.

The long silence, the breath in the car seemed to be trapped in the abyss.

Forgotten by light

.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Fu Cheng opened his eyes.

The vibration was not from the cell phone in his hand, but in his pocket.

That's Mr. Zhan's mobile phone.

Since Mr. Zhan left, he has been carrying his cell phone closely.

Never leave.

The whimpering vibration kept coming from the pocket, one after another.

It's not a letter, it's a phone call.

There is a call in.

I clearly reminded him that it was time to answer the phone.

Fu Cheng put his five fingers together, then let go, and took out his cell phone.

Lin Yan.

The name is jumping on the screen.

As usual, he answered the name when he saw it, but now he has not moved.

At this moment, with the appearance of this name, the picture in front of him suddenly turned and stopped for that day.

The day of the beginning of summer.

Mr. Zhan said, call him later.

He stood there, watching the door close in front of him.

At that moment, for some reason, he had a bad premonition.

But soon, this bad premonition disappeared.

Because he doesn't believe it.

Nor accept it.

He stayed outside until a phone call came and he left.

When he comes back, the sun sets.

The light faded away and became gentle.

He walked into the villa.

It was quiet inside, without any sound.

Everything in the villa seemed to be in a deep sleep, so quiet that it made people feel anxious.

He stood in the living room, watching all the silent things, and went upstairs.

Mr. Zhan said, call him later.

At this time, it should be almost done.

He came outside the bedroom and knocked on the door.

"Knock."

The small knock echoed in the villa, very empty.

It's scary.

His hands tightened slightly and continued to knock.

As rhythmic as ever.

"Dongdong."

“…”

"Dongdong."

“…”

"Dongdong."

“…”

There was no response inside

, but he still stood there, knocked twice, paused for a while, then continued to knock, paused again.

Repeat this way.

He always waited for the people inside to respond.

However, he knocked over and over again and waited patiently, but he would not respond to it inside.

Finally, his hands were hanging down.
To be continued...