In the past, his Xixi had never been afraid of her at any time, let alone looked at him with that hurt and desperate look, silently isolating a world. But now, she is using all kinds of silent,
She told him openly and covertly that she was running away from him little by little, staying away from him.
No one answered him.
In the silent night, the cool breeze blows, carrying a lonely coldness, just like two hearts.
Wen Xihe folded his hands on his knees and stared at a certain point in his sight with wide eyes. She could feel that he stood outside the door for a long time. She could hear the sound of water dripping from his body falling to the ground.
, she could hear his sigh, and he could hear his suppressed and painful breathing.
It took so long that Wen Xihe thought he would just keep standing like this. However, there was the sound of footsteps moving outside the door, gradually getting closer and farther away.
Finally, he left, and his footsteps finally disappeared into the corridor.
She sat on the ground for too long. When she stood up, her feet felt numb and her body fell to the ground again. In the end, she still clung to the door panel and stood up stiffly from the ground.
Her body was very tired, and her brain was like a puddle of mush, unable to think of anything. When she walked to the middle of the living room, she stopped unexpectedly. The wind blew in from the window, and she automatically moved her body towards the window.
She walked over. She told herself in her heart that she had no idea, she was just too cold and she wanted to close the window.
As soon as she walked to the window, there was a harsh braking sound from the parking place downstairs. Wen Xihe felt her ears buzzing. When she opened the curtains, her eyes suddenly flashed.
He Mingjue passed by a cold and murderous face.
The lights on both sides of the road were very dazzling. Wen Xihe not only felt dazzling, but also felt that his body was so stiff at that moment that it was almost terrifying.
Two black cars were speeding from both sides of He Jueming's car at crazy speeds and crashed straight into his body.
A chill that was close to death suddenly spread from the top of Wen Xihe's head to the soles of her feet. She widened her eyes and forgot to react.
As if it was some kind of telepathy, He Mingjue in the car suddenly turned around at this time and looked in the direction of the window where Wen Xihe was standing. In an instant, Wen Xihe's tears fell, and she suddenly
He covered his mouth with both hands to prevent himself from screaming violently.
Attacked from both sides, he will be...
Lord Hades...
"Bah..." The Maybach neighed fiercely. Wen Xihe felt that a bright arc flashed in front of his eyes. The car was like a gust of wind. The moment two cars rushed over,
, rushed out instantly.
so close!
Wen Xihe leaned weakly in front of the window, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and her palms were also covered with sweat. Even on her back, she could feel a layer of sweat dripping silently down her back. Wan
The wind blew and she couldn't help but shiver.
"boom......"
In the silent night, the sound of a gunshot almost made Wen Xihe jump up subconsciously.
She hurriedly looked around, and saw a man's head peeking out of a black car. He held a cold pistol in his hand, aiming directly at He Mingjue. There were three cars in front of him, one behind him, and all of them were there.
He was speeding onto the road at an almost crazy speed.
Fear filled Wen Xihe's heart.
She rushed back to her bedroom like crazy, and found a small but shiny pistol in the compartment on the wall. In fact, this was what He Mingjue had given to her many years ago. Wen Jiashu was very troublesome.
, He Mingjue also thought about her safety. She accepted the gun out of fear and excitement at the time. When she was older, she started to joke with He Mingjue.
"He Mingjue, I'm not afraid of anything. But you, if one day you are kidnapped by bad guys, I will definitely use it to save you. At that time, I will be your benefactor..."
I just never thought that what was once a joke might now become true.
Quickly putting away the gun, Wen Xihe rushed down the stairs.
The car rushed out like a gust of wind.
There were not many cars on the road at night, Wen Xihe guessed. Those people had just started shooting at night unscrupulously, so naturally they would not carefully hide their whereabouts.
Sure enough, when the car arrived in the suburbs, she successfully saw the three cars in front of the empty abandoned warehouse.
She couldn't hide the sound at night. Almost the moment she stopped the car, a dull gunshot sounded from the warehouse.
Wen Xihe lowered her body and moved forward carefully under the cover of the night. In her twenty years of life, she had never experienced anything like this before, and she was afraid. But there was a voice in her heart guiding her, and she headed toward it eagerly.
She moved forward towards the place in front of her. Her forehead was covered with sweat and her palms were full of sweat.
She was so nervous that she could barely hear her breathing.