Jianlan mountain is the capital of Huadu.

Far from the villa, Bentley turned off the fire.

It's dark inside the car and dark outside the car.

The night is deep.

The rain began to rain heavily, and the mountains were full of wind and rain.

The ground was covered with fine white water vapor, and Bentley was shrouded in misty water mist.

He felt a dull pain when he hit the car in the pouring rain.

Yuxuan leans against the door of the villa.

Not knowing that Bentley stopped in the distance, she was still waiting for him to come back.

Maybe she stood too long and her legs were paralyzed. She curled up on the carpet like a stray cat.

Lower the window and cool the air.

Li Beichen looked darkly at the woman guarding the door. His firm and cold handsome face was cold and terrible.

"Remember the woman who asked for help at the Milan Garden Hotel?"

"Don't you think Miss Shi's voice is familiar?"

Li Beiming's words seemed to be thunderous.

Li Beichen didn't know what he wanted to do.

Just want to break the man who told him the truth into powder, and then frustrate his bones and ashes!

Only when Li Beiming is dead can he be at peace.

Only when he dies at once can he be at peace.

It hurts like this.

It hurts so much.

It was her that night. Why was it her!

After such a long time, he found that he still remembered that night when she asked for help in vain.

She is like a small animal, whimpering in despair, but she can't make a complete sound.

It's like a boat on the rough sea, bumping against the rocks, even if it's broken to pieces, even if it's not left.

Fate is like the turbulent Black Sea, which involved him.

He didn't save her.

She was still breathing and sobbing, but she was powerless to resist anything.

In vain

Bentley stopped far away and couldn't see Yuxuan clearly. He could only see her curled up on the ground, as if she felt cold and trembling slightly.

The lights in the capital of Huadu shrank her shadow into a small ball, and she was still there.

The huge villa looks very spacious.

Her pupils are very deep amber, with a strange tenderness.

Thinking of that night, she tore her heart and lungs and cried, and the pain that was difficult to extricate drowned everything in an instant.

Li Beichen suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

His bony hands proudly pressed against the door, and his eyes were cold and incomprehensible.

The smoke from his fingertips burned bit by bit, cutting through the deep dark silence, but he didn't smoke.

Until the ash burned his hand, Li Beichen quietly finished smoking.

There is no smoke ring in the dark, but the smell of tobacco goes deep into the heart with strong sweetness and bitterness.

The rain outside the car is dense.

Shao Qin didn't understand the meaning of Li Beiming's two sentences, but he knew they were not simple.

Through the rearview mirror, you can see Li Beichen's cold and terrible handsome face without any flaws.

"Li Shao..."

One was waiting for him and the other was looking at her. Shao Qin wanted to say something, but he swallowed what he said.

Although he didn't follow Li Beichen for long, he clearly understood that their feelings were hard won.

But now, something seems to tear this relationship apart.

Even, I can't sew it anymore.

I've never seen such a Li Beichen.

This feeling is like that he hates her and wants to frustrate her, but he hates himself and wants to break himself into pieces.

The wind and rain outside the car intensified.

The tall roadside trees on both sides were rustled with fallen leaves, wiping the windows and falling down.

Shao Qin shivered involuntarily, and his legs felt numb. He climbed up his ankles bit by bit, like countless ants biting.

For a long time, I heard Li Beichen's thin lips move and speak coldly: "get off."