At the end of the winding mountain road, there was a deep cliff with no street lights or guardrails. Zimo was sitting alone on the edge of the cliff, with a few cans of beer scattered around her. Her bright red Ferrari was parked aside, orange and yellow.
The light was turned on, shining directly on her body, which made her feel a bit indescribably desolate.
"Would you like a can of beer?" Zimo turned around and raised the can of beer in his hand towards her.
Originally, the thunderstorm night was so dull that there was no wind, but her hair was blown by the strong wind from the bottom of the cliff. She was like an elf in the dark night, pale, lonely, but incredibly stubborn.
An Qing pursed her lips, walked to her side, and sat down with her feet hanging in the air. The soles of her feet were dark and intimidating.
She felt that the soles of her feet were being blown cold by the strong wind
"Would you like a drink to warm yourself up?" Zimo handed her a can of beer.
An Qing took it, but struggled for a long time...she couldn't open it.
Han Zimo burst out laughing, "It turns out that the almighty Queen An Qing also has a troubled day."
"Yes." An Qing looked strange, "Just like me who never regretted the decisions I made, I regretted it for the first time, and I regretted it so completely."
How I regret - I didn't jump down to be with you
The smile on Han Zimo's lips stiffened. The natural understanding between the two made her understand the meaning of her words.
She opened the beer in silence and handed it back to An Qing. An Qing took it and drank it in one gulp.
"...cough" An Qing wrinkled her nose and almost spit out all the beer in her mouth. This was her first time drinking beer.
"Why, you don't like it?" Zimo asked
An Qing swallowed the beer with difficulty and nodded slowly.
"But I like it very much." Zimo looked into the distance, drank the beer in his hand, flattened the can, and threw it into the distance. "This shows that we are not the same person."
The uneasiness in An Qing's heart was rapidly expanding——
"Lu Anqing, you are still too kind." Han Zimo suddenly stood up. An Qing felt that countless car lights suddenly turned on behind them, and the cliff suddenly became as bright as day.
A group of men in black swarmed up and surrounded the small cliff, forming a circle. Fang Zichen slowly walked in from outside the circle.
An Qing understood what happened in an instant...
Zimo teamed up with Fang Zichen... to plot her
She bit her lower lip and looked at Zimo
Zimo's eyes flickered slightly: "I said, we are enemies."
"Yes, you said it," An Qing smiled bitterly, "but I don't want to believe it."
"It's useless to say more, this is the fact." Fang Zichen interrupted the conversation between them, as if he was impatient, and as if he simply didn't want Zimo to have too much trouble with her, "Lu Anqing, you know, I've been waiting for this day.
How long?"
He walked toward her step by step, his tall body casting a long black shadow on the ground, and every step carried a frightening murderous aura and a powerful aura.
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