Chapter 175

In fact, before the age of 5, his life was not like this. At that time, his family was prosperous and more famous than now. There were countless servants and housekeepers at home. His mother waited on him when he ate and dressed. She held him in her heart. As long as he asked, his mother would answer.

He and his parents attended all kinds of dances and parties, just like a little prince admired by everyone

The past is irresistible. In this rainy night, in the galloping Lamborghini, the famous heart is tearing like pain, but there is no superfluous expression on his cold outline.

Finally, on the asphalt road, brake quickly! Lamborghini stopped abruptly!

The heavy rain curtain blurred the view of the road, the sky was dark, and the rain became heavier and heavier

In his ears, there was only the sound of wind and rain, and his heavy breathing.

In the light dense cab, the reputation holds the steering wheel tightly, the thin lips condense like a knife, a pair of Dark Jade eyes stare at the front, and the night comes in from the window and wraps him

There seemed to be a damp mist at the bottom of his eyes, and the dark crack in his heart was torn. It was torn painfully at the moment he threw the pill to Yefu!

Those unforgettable past filled his mind, and his heart was empty.

What does he have? He has nothing... What he has lost, what he has been missing, is precious that money can't buy.

Reached out and twisted a bottle of Marguerite, opened the bottle cap, looked up and poured a mouthful into his throat

Heart, tearing pain.

Staring at the night ahead, the heavy rain was still torrential. Gradually, evil light flowed from the bottom of his eyes, while the corners of his lips overflowed with a contemptuous smile.

In fact, he is not a king. He is not as powerful and unattainable as others.

No amount of money, no amount of honor, no matter how high you stand, even if you are worshipped by thousands of people, you can't buy the family affection he once lost.

Can't buy the warmth he wants

He only wants an apple, but he has a cart of bananas. Others still envy him and worship him. They are praising him. Look at the reputation of others. He has a cart of bananas.

Yes, a load of bananas is useless! He only wants an apple. What he wants, he doesn't, he has nothing.

In the dense headlights, his facial features were carved as deep, looked up, poured the bottle mouth into his throat, and the burning liquid burned down his throat!

He abused his stomach again!

However, only such a feeling can release the depression in his heart.

He is not a saint, he also needs an emotional outlet.

He has no friends. He is a god standing in the clouds. Only when he is alone in this lonely night can he show his fragile side.

Soon, a bottle of Marguerite came to the bottom.

He leaned deeply against his back, a little depressed and a little sad. He closed his lips sadly, threw the bottle and twisted another bottle of vodka.

This time, what flashed in my mind was su Xiaoxiao.

She's like a fresh apple he wants.

When she left this afternoon, she came to his desk with gentle eyes and beautiful voice

She said, "reputation, are we friends when you do this?"

She said, "thank you, doctor, for your medicine! My cold is over! "

She said, "in fact, you laugh very well! You should laugh more! So friendly to everyone! I feel that everyone in the company is in awe of you! "

The way she spoke and the slightly rising tone made the reputation recall. The corners of her lips couldn't help rising. She was so cute.