"Miss Liuli! Be careful!!" Even though Achi was quick and quick, he immediately chased after him. However, several cars were speeding past in front of him. When he dodged these cars and chased after him, Cheng Liuli jumped down in the dark.
Already fallen to the ground!
"Beep——" A car whizzed past, almost grazing her body!
Ah Chi's heart almost jumped out of his chest at that moment!
With lightning speed, he rushed over, picked up Cheng Liuli who had fallen to the ground, and quickly retreated to the safe pedestrian path nearby.
"Miss Liuli, what are you doing...?"
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Liuli had eagerly grabbed his sleeves, and his delicate face was covered with crisscrossed transparent tear stains, "Achi, did you see that person just now? Did you see that person just now?
Is that person gone?"
"Who?" Achi was completely confused and confused.
"The Porsche that passed by just now, the man inside -" His teeth chattered, and his whole body was trembling.
It was the twelfth lunar month and the cold wind was howling. But Cheng Liuli was wearing the softest, thinnest and warmest cashmere coat that was uniquely made in the world. How could he be so pale and weak from the cold, like a piece of white paper?
"Miss Liuli, don't be anxious and speak slowly. I didn't notice what cars passed by just now, but if you want to find someone, just tell Mr. Luo, there is nothing he can't do..."
Cheng Liuli stared at him, her dark eyes gradually becoming hollow, reflecting the rushing traffic in the bustling market, "What if that is a dead person?"
Achi: "This..."
Suddenly, Cheng Liuli chuckled, the laughter was sad, but there seemed to be a mist lingering in the sky, "Let's go, I'm afraid it's just my hallucination again."
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Back at Leng Yu's house, Ye Siluo still hadn't arrived home. Cheng Liuli returned to the empty bedroom alone and looked at the luxurious king size bed. For some reason, she felt a sense of loss.
Her heart was as empty as a black hole, and the biting cold wind kept pouring in.
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Knowing that it is impossible, there is no way that the man sitting upright in the Porsche is Chu Yilun who died in death!
But those eyes, that nose, those lips, that jaw.
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But he looked so much like the cool and graceful young man who appeared in her midnight and night dreams countless times, Prince Ario of the Mediterranean island country with noble blood!
I slowly lay on my back on the bed and looked at the European-style ceiling with intricately carved patterns with my eyes wide open. No, it was impossible!
she told herself.
However, was that moment that passed by one another like a startling glimpse really just his own illusion?
She didn't believe that a person who was so familiar to her was engraved in her bones, who had occupied all her beliefs, joys, angers, and sorrows in her eighteen years of life. She once thought that the man she would entrust to her life would pass by her.
At that moment, did you admit he was wrong?
Or is that just another person, another person in this world who looks very similar to Chu Yilun?
I seem to remember that Chu Yilun once said that he also has a half-brother whose zodiac signs are only a few months apart, so could it be?
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However, Prince Andrew is of pure European ancestry, and his parents are Aryan whites. "Miss Liuli! Be careful!!" Even though Achi was quick in action, he immediately chased after him, but several cars were speeding past in front of him.
He dodged these cars and chased after him. In the darkness, Cheng Liuli fell to the ground!
"Beep——" A car whizzed past, almost grazing her body!
Ah Chi's heart almost jumped out of his chest at that moment!
With lightning speed, he rushed over, picked up Cheng Liuli who had fallen to the ground, and quickly retreated to the safe pedestrian path nearby.
"Miss Liuli, what are you doing...?"
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Liuli had eagerly grabbed his sleeves, and his delicate face was covered with crisscrossed transparent tear stains, "Achi, did you see that person just now? Did you see that person just now?
Is that person gone?"
"Who?" Achi was completely confused and confused.
"The Porsche that passed by just now, the man inside -" His teeth chattered, and his whole body was trembling.
It was the twelfth lunar month and the cold wind was howling. But Cheng Liuli was wearing the softest, thinnest and warmest cashmere coat that was uniquely made in the world. How could he be so pale and weak from the cold, like a piece of white paper?
"Miss Liuli, don't be anxious and speak slowly. I didn't notice what cars passed by just now, but if you want to find someone, just tell Mr. Luo, there is nothing he can't do..."
Cheng Liuli stared at him, her dark eyes gradually becoming hollow, reflecting the rushing traffic in the bustling market, "What if that is a dead person?"
Achi: "This..."
Suddenly, Cheng Liuli chuckled, the laughter was sad, but there seemed to be a mist lingering in the sky, "Let's go, I'm afraid it's just my hallucination again."
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Back at Leng Yu's house, Ye Siluo still hadn't arrived home. Cheng Liuli returned to the empty bedroom alone and looked at the luxurious king size bed. For some reason, she felt a sense of loss.
Her heart was as empty as a black hole, and the biting cold wind kept pouring in.
．
．
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．
．
Knowing that it is impossible, there is no way that the man sitting upright in the Porsche is Chu Yilun who died in death!
But those eyes, that nose, those lips, that jaw.
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．
．
．
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But he looked so much like the cool and graceful young man who appeared in her midnight and night dreams countless times, Prince Ario of the Mediterranean island country with noble blood!
I slowly lay on my back on the bed and looked at the European-style ceiling with intricately carved patterns with my eyes wide open. No, it was impossible!
she told herself.
However, was that moment that passed by one another like a startling glimpse really just his own illusion?
She didn't believe that a person who was so familiar to her was engraved in her bones, who had occupied all her beliefs, joys, angers, and sorrows in her eighteen years of life. She once thought that the man she would entrust to her life would pass by her.
At that moment, did you admit he was wrong?
Or is that just another person, another person in this world who looks very similar to Chu Yilun?
I seem to remember that Chu Yilun once said that he also has a half-brother whose zodiac signs are only a few months apart, so could it be?
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However, Prince Andrew is of pure European descent, and his parents are Aryan whites.