Nightmare Tunnel

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But Zhuo Lin can't let Zhuo Lin know about this for the time being.

If he knew that his ex-boyfriend was not even a living person, and stood in front of him after dumping him, he would probably give him a slap in the face.

This matter is too complicated to explain, it is better to hide it first and explain it later.

"Didn't you say that he is dead? Would a dead person care if he was green?"

Zhuo Lin was at a loss for words for a moment, remembering that he had lied to Di Sen before.

"He didn't die, and I don't know what happened afterwards, but he is already dead in my heart."

He explained that there was no hint of guilt in his eyes.

Dyson laughed lightly.

"After he left, are you really so sad?"

Zhuo Lin lowered his head, another bright face appeared in his mind, shining with an undisguised smile.

There was a very special attraction in him, Zhuo Lin couldn't tell whether he was confident or optimistic at that time, it was always easy to make people feel like wanting to get close.

Are you sad...

is sad.

But to be precise, he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or disappointment. The former was for his ex-boyfriend, while the latter was for himself.

Is it because I am not good enough to keep such good people.

"……fine."

This time, Zhuo Lin told a little lie.

Since it is said that you want to develop a relationship with the person in front of you, it is obviously inappropriate to keep expressing how unforgettable your ex-boyfriend is.

Di Sen stared at him with deep eyes for a while, then silently moved away.

"Do you want to know how he is doing?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Lin raised his head, "Can you find out?"

His tone was a little surprised, as if he was lamenting whether the man's hand was stretched too long.

The things in the underworld are in charge, and the things in the yang world are also in charge.

Di Sen nodded, "We have to choose people who can get on the bus, so we can still intervene in passenger information. Do you... want to know?"

A fleeting panic flashed in Zhuo Lin's eyes, and he hurriedly looked away.

He is a little thirsty.

"No... no need."

He just pretended the man was dead.

"Why don't you dare look at me?"

Di Sen said lightly again.

Zhuo Lin didn't speak this time.

It's probably because... a guilty conscience.

"I can feel that you still like your ex-boyfriend."

When these words were revealed, the atmosphere between the two of them was instantly a little awkward.

Zhuo Lin couldn't hear happiness or anger from his words, but only wondered if he was angry.

It is indeed difficult for the other half to accept the old love, and it is not much different from the Chengdu where the partner cheated.

"It's useless to like it, as you wish, he is dead."

Di Sen's tone was a little indifferent.

Zhuo Lin raised his eyes, and there was some disbelief in his eyes. "Dead...really?"

"Ah."

Dyson nodded.

"When you first entered the station - I became interested in you, so I have checked everything about your past, please forgive my rudeness."

He's always been offended, but this is the first time he's asked for forgiveness.

Zhuo Lin's face suddenly turned a little pale, and he even ignored the second half of Di Sen's sentence.

He asked in a daze, "How did he die?"

A chuckle from his ear brought him back to normal immediately. Di Sen was laughing, as if he had already figured it out—he still cared about the ex-boyfriend very much.

Zhuo Lin straightened his expression, and felt a little inappropriate when he thought that he was still sitting on his lap.

He coughed, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me."

After all, if you want to establish a relationship with the person in front of you, even if it's just a physical relationship, it will definitely be a disappointment to keep mentioning other men in front of him.

"No, I can tell you, I don't mind."

Di Sen's expression was very calm, but it seemed that Zhuo Lin was a little guilty.

"He died quite badly," he added.

Zhuo Lin pursed his lips and said after a while: "Can I ask why?"

Abandoned himself, left without saying a word, and then died outside again.

Doesn't it make him seem too mean to let him always bear a grudge against a dead person?

"Ah...the reason," Di Sen was silent for a while, as if recalling, "I was hunted down by my enemies, my hand was sawed off, and then I was locked up in a place where no one can find it. For a few months, then died."

Listening to his description, Zhuo Lin frowned imperceptibly.

It sounds too miserable, too miserable to be true.

"The enemy?"

Isn't it a very painful thing to be hunted down by the enemy? Why has he never felt even the slightest bit of panic from the ex-boyfriend during the year he was together.

This guy seems to be able to laugh at everything.

Although his life is a bit lazy, he has his own attitude.

"That's right... the enemy." Di Sen's dark brown eyes turned, not knowing what he was thinking. "He pretended to be very good, and he didn't tell you all the time. After his hand was amputated, it was very difficult for him to do anything. By the way, the process was also very painful. He passed out several times. He was locked up In a cage, like an animal..."

"Enough...needless to say."

Zhuo Lin's expression, which had just recovered, became ugly again.

"You..." He uttered a few words between his teeth, "How do you know such details?"

"Because he is my rival in love, of course I need to know more." Di Sen explained naturally.

"Did he owe someone money?" Zhuo Lin asked again.

"No." A smile curled up on Di Sen's lips, "He's not from your side in the first place, and of course he will be arrested after he escapes. It's because he's too arrogant, he thought he could just be equal to you like this Live peacefully for the rest of your life..."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a little loneliness.

In Zhuo Lin's eyes, maybe this is a mockery of his love rival, although he himself felt a little uncomfortable listening to it.

"Then... what was his original place like? Is it a cult, or some kind of pyramid scheme?"

He couldn't help asking again.

"neither."

Di Sen shook his head, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Baby, don't ask so many questions. If you ask any more, I'll be jealous."

Seeing that Di Sen's face was really not very good, Zhuo Lin shut his mouth.

He slowly got off the man and sat on the other side.

"Feel sorry."

I haven't heard any news from my ex-boyfriend for so long, and when I suddenly learned of his death, I was a little too aggressive.

If he dies, he dies, and he is also a dead man now, no matter what.

"fine."

Di Sen hugged him, then blinked at him.

"I'm very generous and don't mind if you ask him."

Just when Zhuo Lin was about to say something, he saw the pendant on Di Sen's ear flicker.

Di Sen's complexion changed, and then he touched it lightly.

"what happened?"

It turned out to be a small communicator.