The beauty's manor was very big, and he was running desperately on the road.
The palace lamps on both sides create a gentle warmth...
It was as if Hughes was sitting on a lamppost, looking at him from a distance, with a smile on his lips.
Gong Zihua cried as she ran, sweat dripping down her determined chin.
The little Yuan Yeche ran in the dangerous jungle, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, because he had no sense of stability and ran in panic among the overgrown weeds.
How many times had he been afraid that when he woke up, Hughes was not around and he had left him and ran away?
【Xius, why have I never seen you cry?】
【My tears and you...are things I can't afford to shed in this life.】
Gong Zihua ran with difficulty, and the door of the beauty manor slowly opened for him.
Jing Jiaren saw Gong Zihua's angry running figure through the monitor.
Let him vent...he has too much energy to vent.
Gong Zihua ran onto the road, with vehicles passing by him.
He ran forward numbly, trying to get rid of everything about the past in his mind.
He vented his anger by overeating and running.
During the four years when Hughes disappeared, he had been here like this. Every time he ran, he was sweating profusely, exhausted, and his mind went blank. He fell down and couldn't think of anything. He was so tired that he couldn't even move his fingers.
They all just find it difficult.
Drenched sweat flowed along the limbs and bones of the body.
Gong Zihua held on to the telephone pole and vomited uncomfortably...
He vomited out all the food he had just stuffed into his stomach.
Gong Zihua was overcome with pain. She took a big breath and her lungs felt as if they were packed with cotton. She was so suffocated that she couldn't breathe.
Sweat was dripping like rain, and he vomited a lot. Ignoring the surprised looks of passers-by, he ran towards the night again.
A black car followed quietly behind him.
"Get out of the way..."
Gong Zihua roughly pushed aside the people blocking the way, her steps became heavier and heavier, and she was struggling to move.
His body was bent like a hunchback. He exhausted the last bit of energy in his body and was still running without any effort.
The stomach churning feeling is back!
Gong Zihua was dizzy and suddenly fell heavily to the ground.
His body was exhausted and he fell to the ground motionless.
The black car pulled over and two men in black robes got out of the car.
Passers-by watched Mong Zihua fall and hesitated whether to call the police. Two men in black robes helped him up one by one and put him into the car.
Gong Zihua fell down, but he was still conscious because his body had exhausted all its strength.
When he was helped up, his first thought was Hughes...
At countless moments in his life when he fell, it was Hughes who helped him up.
After being presented with a black car, Gong Zihua barely opened her eyes and grabbed the man's hand...
It's not Higashinomiya Toru.
Gong Zihua's eyes were blurry, and he saw two men in black robes through his dim eyes.
Damn it, are they from the underground kingdom?
He subconsciously wanted to resist, but his body had no strength at all.
"Give him water." A strange voice said.
Mong Zihua's body twitched, and she struggled to pull off the hood of the man's cloak.
Because the pale skin has not been exposed to light for many years, it shows a sickly white color...
Gong Zihua squinted his eyes and saw that this person looked very familiar. He always followed Dong Gong Ziche around, like his loyal dog or something?
"Where are the others?" Gong Zihua struggled to grab the other person's collar.
"Your Highness." Noel addressed him respectfully.
Huh? He has been seized of power a long time ago, and he still deserves to be called your highness?