The Road Turns White Tonight

Say?

You Yan was shocked, thinking he would never call her like this again in this life.

“Can you?” He was silent, and she didn’t give up again.

“Many things ca n’t be done by manpower. I only do what I can do. Before you say what you ask for, I’m sorry, no.” He taunted a bit.

She blanched, bit her lip, and slowly approached him until the distance between the two became zero.

This time, she could finally see his outline, without having to paint in his dreams.

A strong and handsome eyebrow, a sharp and restrained heavy pupil, and a cold, thin lips.

“Can you hug you?” She said like a mosquito, but finally said her request.

Gu Yebai raised his eyebrows very quickly and laughed loudly.

“Just a moment, just a moment.” You Yan’s eyes grew pale.

“Yes, don’t you feel familiar with these words? It’s a pity that you didn’t like to listen back then, and now I do the same.”

Time and scene seem to be fixed. Four years ago and four years later, the change is only the object.

“Miss Lu, unless you can come up with a reason why this is not necessary, you are sorry. Ask Chi Chi on your behalf.”

When the low, muffled laughter ceased, his tall and erect figure had stepped out of her sight. No hurry, there is a degree of calmness in calmness.

There was a light waiting for someone.

As for her, he did let go. You Yan’s mind was blank, and he turned it over and over again, and he only got this sentence.

Tightened his coat. As if this way, you can withstand the heartbreaking pain.

Watching him get in the car, watching the black car go away, she turned around again and again, and then went deep into the darkness.

She thought she was lost.

“Boss, what’s that black clump in front of me?” Xiao Er screamed, and almost fell on Zhang Lei.

Zhang Lei shot his paws expressionlessly.

I really regret coming out to drink with this demon king. It’s deeper that I didn’t sleep well at home in the middle of the night and drink sherlock wine. Anyway, this boy isn’t the first time to fall in love.

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When he got out of the apartment, he saw such a group of things nestled in the corner, but it was nothing more than a drunkard. He didn’t look at it and walked straight.

Xiao Er was a troubled master, and kicked at the ball.

The thing was sore, and humming up, Xiao Er was startled, and rushed to Zhang Lei.

Zhang Lei endured the urge to knock him out, his eyes narrowed, and he slightly swept the slight disturbance in front.

Under the dim street light, a beautiful little face was exposed little by little.

Zhang Lei moved slightly, Xiao Er howled.

“Yu Yan, why are you here? It won’t be bullying!”

Eye circles were flushed, and tears stained a small face. This **** was exactly the little entertainer Lu Youyan who had recently recruited from their coffee shop.

You Yan raised his hand to wipe his tears, and was a little surprised, “Small second, boss?”

Zhang Lei frowned slightly. “Small second, you take a seat first. I come and Yan come later.”

Xiao Er showed a suspicious expression, but the boss’ decision-making, as an employee, could only be carried out, and he reluctantly left, looking down at his toes.

Zhang Lei leaned down, Wen said, “What happened?”

You Yan suddenly raised her head. This action was extremely urgent. Zhang Lei was caught off guard and his chin was hit straight.

The word “Yeah” was made, your eyes were open, and a guilty expression of “I didn’t care about it”.

Zhang Lei couldn’t help laughing: “You were hit if you didn’t hit it. Now you should be happy.”

Youyan twitched the corners of his mouth, but he couldn’t help a beautiful arc, so he smiled bitterly: “Sorry, boss.”

Apart from knowing that she often gets into trouble, Zhang Lei doesn’t really know about this little host. She was too pale at this moment, but it made him inexplicable. He thought to himself, what a hell!

“He said, let me ask Brother Chi on behalf of me.” She suddenly said without a thought and then looked forward.

She has always been indifferent. Under the nebula, will it be in the direction of Luojia?

She turned around and choked, “Boss, you say, how do I ask this?”

What does this all do with Zhang Lei’s frown habitually, but subconsciously interfaces: “But just a good question, why can’t I ask?”

“He died because of Brother Chi.”