Prison Building I

I didn't think this person was so important before, but when I thought that I might never see him again, Ling Luo was still very reluctant. This kind of thought slipped around in his mind, and it became more and more swollen and congested. flustered.

Ling Luo called the secretary, pushed back the evening meeting and dinner, and went to the garage with the car keys without notifying the driver.

The black Mercedes had been parked in the garage for a while, and Ling Luo went up to touch the dust on it, and an imperceptible pain flashed in his eyes.

This is the car his father gave him.Over the years, the only gift that was given to him was actually an engagement gift.

It's not that I can't remember anything about the friendship they met in high school. After thinking about it for a while, that dull face overlapped with the person in my mind.

Ling Luo shook his head, stretched out his hand to open the car door and sat in.At the beginning, I resisted, and as time passed, I became more and more tired of that boring face. Later, when I saw that person at a party one day, somehow an evil thought came up, and it has been out of control ever since.After planning for two years, waiting for two years, and adding two lives, I finally got what I wanted.

The process is never what he needs to consider, all he wants is the result—the desired result.

The car was driving on the asphalt road, and the shadows of pine trees quickly passed by outside the window. Ling Luo turned on the stereo, probably talking about some popular events. The figure became clearer.

He thought of Jiang Lou's father.

Ling Luo had never met that so-called friendly and warm man, so he only gave the order to die, and his subordinates arranged to do it. As mentioned above, he is a person who only cares about the result.

From the trembling when he killed the first time to the calmness now, the family and society have given him too many life and death experiences.In his eyes, human life is not even comparable to a plant in the house - he has always been unwilling to give his feelings to people, and he would rather believe in a plant that can't speak and has no emotion.He doesn't ask for anything in return, he just wants a long-term sense of security.The human heart, an unpredictable thing, is undoubtedly greedy and changeable. His father will change, his mother will change, and the bodyguards and servants at home will all change...

Therefore, there is no need to pay attention to whether there is love or not. Love is not a thing!

People live for a lifetime, but whoever touches the word of love is always stupider than others.Some people show their stupidity to others, and some people show their stupidity to themselves, and they just hold back in their own hearts. After a long time, they have come like this, but this stupidity has also turned into evil spirits, which can no longer be hidden in the body. I had no choice but to rush out bit by bit, harming innocent people in vain.

Ling Luo turned off the stereo, feeling a little irritable, and the speed reached 130 yards, galloping on the sparsely populated road.

The speeding car body is like a cloud of black clouds, tearing out a crack in the setting sun. As the car body gets closer and closer, the crack becomes wider and deeper, and eventually the car body is completely engulfed. Yes, with its astonishing tolerance—of course it was forced out.

Besides, Ruan Chen had already arrived at the west gate with the unconscious Jianglou in his arms, and the little maid stumbled behind, also full of disbelief.Although the road was bumpy, it happened to avoid the bodyguards patrolling back and forth.Judging by Ruan Chen's familiarity, it seemed as if he had walked back and forth many times.

It took them less than 20 minutes to escape the villa smoothly. Looking at the sun that was about to set in the west, both of them felt a little emotional for a while, and they looked at the sleepy Jianglou at the same time. The pale and weak appearance responded exactly The scene near Xishan today.

Is he an innocent person, and I still hope that he can live well in the future, go to a new place to start a new life, forget those injuries and pains, and become an upright and healthy person.

"Master Ruan!"

He Lin rolled down the car window and waved to this side: "Here it is!"

Sheng Yin also poked his head out to look around, but instead of wanting to, he saw the person he had always missed, curled up in a ball, lying in the arms of a beautiful man.The closer they got, the more frightened Sheng Yin became. How could he lose weight like this in just over a month!

He ran out of the car feeling distressed and squeezed Jiang Lou's hand. His pulse was extremely weak. Before he could react, He Lin dragged him into the car: "I don't have time to explain to you, hurry up and go away."

The little maid took a step back, pinching her skirt and staring at He Lin expectantly, as if she already understood what he and Ruan Chen did, but wanted to hear his confirmation again.

He Lin smiled at her hastily: "It will get better."

Everything is gonna be ok.

The little maid nodded lightly. Chinese people often say that happiness comes after suffering, and bliss comes from the end of extreme sorrow.Jiang, who has suffered so much, I sincerely hope that you will smile every day in the future—just like the way you raised your lips to me in the dark, with the arrogance and pity you have in the world, and you will never bow your head until now .

Please be sure to go on forever and ever.