Walk through every place that loves you

Hogg held the cigarette like that, and his fingers felt a little hot. He pinched the cigarette with a stiff body, and threw it into the pen holder full of cigarette butts. The only time Cheng Qing came here was smoking in the study room. He threw the cigarette butt into the pen holder and told him many times, but he didn't listen.

This strange looking pen holder was given to him by Cheng Qing. It was green, not blue, and not blue. This was quite a challenge for Hogg, who loved art since he was a child.For Chengqing's theory of coloring, Hogg did not dare to compliment her.

"Look! That's it! Paint your eyes green and your face red, preferably all red." Cheng Qing and Hogg painted plaster pen holders in the park.

"The teeth need to be black! The darker the better!!" He said and used a big brush to paint a large piece on the little man's mouth, but it was all on the little man's face. "Oh? Where did it go?"

"Oh! What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and help me make up?"

"Okay!"

The room was silent, Hogg froze, his neck turned uncomfortably like a tape, and his fingers slowly stroked the little figure on the pen holder, with green eyes and black teeth.

The tears were so involuntary, drop by drop, dyeing the gray soot into black.

It turned out that they had experienced so many good times, and he had never forgotten them.

Hogg rushed out of the study, ran into the garage, and drove towards Chengqing's cabin.

Maybe it's because they've been together for too long, so Hoge, who was looking forward to Chengqing's love with all his heart, has also changed.

Obviously, he was so moved by a small holding hands. . .

Obviously, he was so excited by a small blush once. . .

At that time, he obviously loved Cheng Qing as much as he does now.

It was always Hogg who apologized first when they got into trouble over trivial matters.

But I don't know when it started, Hogg also began to think, why couldn't Chengqing come to me first?

Why does Chengqing always pretend not to see after she has paid so much?

It turned out that he, Hogg, was not a saint either. He had clearly sworn that even if he was like this for the rest of his life, Hogg would definitely persist until the day Cheng Qing would respond.

But Hogg didn't persist. Hogg missed again and again, and persisted again and again.

But he forgot that Cheng Qing is not a canary raised in captivity, a child who has been alone since childhood, what kind of life he lived before returning to the Cheng family, as the young master of the Huo family, he will never understand.

So, Hogg didn't know that Cheng Qing would never admit that he loved him in her whole life, so. . .

Hogg smashed the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.

Even if Cheng Qing's "ge" is never called him, he is still willing to accept it.

However, it is too late now.

too late.

Cheng Qing has only one month to live.

How long is a month?

30 days?four weeks? 720 hours?

Hogg put his head against the steering wheel, feeling dizzy for a while.

How did they become like this?

Why didn't he investigate Cheng Qing's past earlier?

Why must Cheng Qing be forced to do what he wants?

why?

Should Chengqing suffer such a fate?

Isn't that enough?

What should I do so that God will let him go?

Why is it him?

Why should he bear such a fate?

Lost his mother when he was young, his father didn't love his mother or his mother, and he lived alone, but he was desperately trying to make a living in the killer organization?

Even if it hurts and suffers, only one person bears it.

Why after everything is over, he is. . .

Hogg couldn't forget what he wrote on the last sheet of the stack of A4 papers.

A second ago, Hogg was still thinking, why not forget about it?He was still thinking with joy, Cheng Qing must have received that card today, and he would definitely not spend a penny of it.

However, Cheng Qing will definitely reconcile with him, and when the time comes to play tricks and roll around on the bed a few times, Cheng Qing will definitely forgive him.

But what about the next second, the next second?

His heart seemed to stop at that moment, and his blood stuck.

In a second, he felt the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.

All of a sudden, the person he loved the most was sentenced to death.

Even if Hogg disperses all his money, he is willing to exchange his life for another.

But that fresh man was about to leave like an old man.

It's like quicksand passing in the palm of your hand, after all, you left.

And all of this, Hogg can do nothing but let it develop.

Hogg had never felt the frustration of this moment.

He used to think that they still have time to spend a lifetime.

He used to think that even if Cheng Qing tried his best to escape, he would still be able to catch him back.

It turned out that he never knew this man, never knew.

But now, this person is about to leave, but he can only watch, there is nothing he can do.

No, there is no way at all. . .

Weakness, sadness, anger, emotion. . .

More than just mixed flavors. . .

Hogg held his head and buried himself deeply.

I haven't cried for many years, but now, the embankment has burst.

Cheng Qing, Cheng Qing, Cheng Qing, Cheng Qing, Cheng Qing, Cheng Qing. . .

This time, how can I take you back from the hands of the god of death, what can I do so that you will not leave? ?

Who can tell me. . .

Can anyone help me. . .

The crying in the car became louder and louder, and it became more and more unbearable to hear.

Some people say that a woman's tears are a weapon to make a man abandon his armor, so what about a man's tears?

Hogg, the son of a business empire with a net worth of tens of billions, this man who decides the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people like a god.

Finally, like a child, he lost his beloved toy and became nothing.

No matter how much you try to persuade him to stay, kneel down and beg, this person will not, and cannot.

stay for him.

The author has something to say: I beg someone to come~~~~ I have no motivation, don’t want me to write happily, but post it on the street. . . .Let me know you're coming. . . (If Chapter 1 is locked, it will not affect the plot) Is there any support? ? ?