Chapter 890 You Still Have Me

Lenny hung on Arthur's body quietly. When they were hugging each other, they could hear each other's breath and heartbeat. In those long and cold nights, even a person did not dare to think carefully, but now it was all true. Sometimes, they would have an illusion that everything was too beautiful.

The more beautiful the thing was, the easier it would be broken.

After a long time, Lenny slowly pushed Arthur away. He lowered his eyebrows, making it hard to see how deep sadness was in his deep eyes.

"Do you have cigarettes?" Lenny suddenly asked.

Arthur immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, "No! I really don't have any cigarettes with me!"

Lenny didn't say anything. He took out a box of half smoked cigarettes from his trouser pocket. Arthur was embarrassed. He forced a smile and explained, "Well, this... Well... I've hurt my feet recently. So my brain is not working well and my memory is poor..."

Lenny lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. Half of his face was shrouded in smoke. He sat down on the carved stone steps next to him, frowning tightly, and his hoarse voice slowly broke the silence. "After my mother died, my father completely ignored me. He was busy with filming and wouldn't come back for a few months. At that time, I spent time with grandpa in the old house. Grandpa brought me up. Every time I went out, I would see Grandpa standing at the door and watching me go away..."

He paused and frowned slightly. He looked so haggard that his voice trembled at the end of his words. "I thought he would stand at that short door to send me away all his life. I never thought that he would leave me... What is life?"

What was life?

Life was just living.

Arthur took the almost cold coffee and put it in the hand of Lenny. Then he sat silently next to Lenny, with a cigarette in his mouth. In the darkness, the light of fire flickered, like a moth that darted into t

of Oracle plan.

However, there were so many big shots and rich people in the capital city who wanted to put themselves in an academic title. Why did Hugh only choose Watson?

Martin said, "He's not crazy. Studying the criminal psychology doesn't have the features of anti-society and anti-human, but once there is a deviation in the process of implementation, the result will be the opposite. Moreover, my father didn't control the Lu Clan at that time, so he is just one of the second-generation rich in the capital city. Why did Hugh choose my father? Maybe my father had been chosen as their prey at that time, and Hugh was just a bait they threw out."

Cassandra's pupils shrank sharply, as if she had heard a fantasy. To be honest, she was a person who had made up a script, but she really didn't dare to write it in this way!

Because if she didn't write well, her reader would scold her.

"Do you mean that they had already noticed that there was something wrong with your father's identity and deliberately threw out Hugh to seduce your father?" Cassandra felt that she couldn't keep up with this secret.

Martin nodded, "It can be said that. There are even more hidden things behind it, but it will take some time to investigate what happened in the past."