"Because I hate you, everyone!"

Yan Hong looks at sun Laosan's eyes like a poisonous snake that is staring at its prey. However, her voice is too greasy to make people itch. If someone eavesdrop outside, she will feel that she is making love words with men: "I just want to let you see it, but I dare not touch it. Although I am a woman, I also know that it is hard to get close to you It's absolutely torture. "

Yan Hong knows the taste of this kind of torture, because in the past, when she was facing Gao Fei, she wanted to have something with him, but she couldn't find a chance. She could only pretend to be serious and itchy, which was very painful.

Sun Laosan clenched his fist tightly and said in a low voice: "Stinky watch, don't be too arrogant. One day I will make you repent!"

"Whatever, to tell you the truth, I'm looking forward to that day, but I don't think you'll have any hope in your life."

Yan Hong yawned lazily, just like taking sun Laosan as a transparent man and taking off his clothes.

In a blink of an eye, there were only a few pieces of cloth left, and then he was comfortable on the sofa. His white feet were on the side of the sofa. His black toenails glittered with a strange charm, and he gently shook: "where's the blanket? Bring it to me and cover it. I'm going to have a rest

If Gao Fei was on the scene, or changed to another man at will, seeing Hong Jie's arrogance, she would have jumped on without saying a word.

But sun Laosan didn't dare. In his eyes, the ten most charming toes of Hongjie were the poisonous snakes of yanmoji, which could be drilled into her mouth and then burst out of her abdomen.

Hate the curse, sun Laosan picked up a blanket and threw it on Yan Hong.

Yan Hong closed her eyes and said faintly, "cover it for me."

"You are."

Sun Laosan glared at him, but finally he walked over and picked up the blanket.

After seeing the devil like body of Hongjie under the blanket, sun Laosan suddenly felt hot and let out a whimper in his throat. Like a wolf who saw a lamb, he threw himself on her.

Yan Hong did not move, even her eyes did not open, as if she did not notice that.

When sun Laosan was about to pull a black belt, he woke up, bit his teeth and gently covered Yan Hong with a blanket. He was like a husband who was waiting on his sick wife: "sleep, good dream."

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the sound of Yan Hong's riding boots in the corridor gradually faded away until she could no longer hear it again. Shen Yinbing put down her glass, walked slowly behind the door with her toes in her mind, and bent down to pick up the thing from the ground.

This is a USB flash disk, which is very common. You can buy it for dozens of yuan.

Holding the USB flash disk and looking over and over for a moment, Shen Yinbing walked back to the bedroom, sat at the window and took the laptop by the pillow.

There was only one video file in the USB disk, and Shen Yinbing chose to play it with the storm player.

The player screen, there is not very clear screen.

The video she is watching now is the surveillance video that Liu Xiaolong saw. Gao Fei blocked the hand of Lou Lan Wang at a military research institute in Russia.

Like Liu Xiaolong, Shen Yinbing didn't see Gao Fei's clear face on the screen, but he knew it was him.

When the white light flashed behind Gao Fei, and the video frame was still, Shen Yinbing's tears flowed down and dropped on the notebook.

She had not experienced the scene, but knew that Gaofei could not escape the disaster in any case.

Goofy, really dead.

Tears broke the line of beads, like, crackling on the notebook, Du Du's slight voice is actually very pleasant, accompanied by her sobbing whisper: "how did you die? Why are you really dead? What's the point of living when you're dead? How could you die before I let you kneel in front of me and admit your mistake? "

Intermittent sobs reverberated in the bedroom, and there was a sadness in the air.

I don't know how long she cried. Shen Yinbing slowly put her notebook beside her. She raised her legs and went down to the floor to ceiling window. She raised her hand to open the curtain and opened a business.

Whoa!

The cold wind of the late winter poured in from the outside immediately, blowing her long black hair, white silk sling skirt, and dried the tears on her face, but could not blow out the despair in her eyes.

When Yan Honggang told her about Gao Fei's death in Russia, Shen Yinbing didn't believe it.

Just like Liu Xiaolong, Shen Yinbing, who has seen Gao Fei's skill with his own eyes, will not believe that this guy will die so easily. Don't forget Menger, who was in Outer Mongolia at that time, could survive such a big earthquake hundreds of meters underground. How could he be killed by a hand bud in the region?

However, after seeing this video and not hearing any news from him for another month, Shen Yinbing finally believed that he was dead. The man who appeared unintentionally and should have been happy with her for a lifetime was still dead.

Some people live because of love, love family, love friends, love every beautiful today and future.Some people live, but because of hate, hate the most care about the person, hate every happier than their own people, wish that today is the end of the world, we all die together.

When the person who loves doesn't have love, just like the person who hates doesn't know who to hate. The colorful life is dull at once. It's a normal reaction to sprout the meaning of life and death in a sad moment.

The night wind is like a knife, cutting in Shen Yinbing's face, but she seems unable to feel it, just looking at the outside.

Outside, the lights on countless buildings flicker to show people that tomorrow will be better.

Shen Yinbing looked at the outline lights on the nearest building, and gradually floated in front of her.

That person, still lazy smile, a pair of bright thief eyes with disdain for beautiful women - that is the first time they two alternate appearance.

In that sunny summer, she shouldn't have stepped off the overpass or tripped over a leg.

Without that, Shen Yinbing's life would be a different one. Maybe there would be pain and sadness, but she would not lose all love and hatred because of the death of that man. She just wanted to jump

Shen Yinbing jumped up, like a diver, hands together in front, two healthy long legs, jumped out of the window.

The wind outside is very cold, the night is beautiful, there are not a few cars on the road below, only the street lights on both sides are like a milky way, winding to the distant horizon, no end.

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at midnight in winter, the streets are quiet, and the street lights on both sides are shining softly, like a broad galaxy, winding to the far horizon, with no end.

White porcelain wanted to see the end of the lamp and imagined a man standing there.

A man.

It was the man who brought her out of the grave, let her live, and began to realize how wonderful the outside world was, and how unforgettable some tastes were.

It was the taste of love, all kinds of love, both physical and emotional, made her understand the days of love, the sky is blue, who is green, living is beautiful.

From then on, white porcelain thought that her world would always be so wonderful. Until she had no teeth, she could still sit on the window edge with crutches and look at the door that could be opened at any time.

Even, she began to fantasize about having a child, let goofy give her a child.

Life is perfect for women with children, isn't it?

With so many fantasies, white porcelain will be full of vitality every day when she opens her eyes. Her hands will swim around like she has been enchanted, and she will blush with shame if Gao Fei is caressing her.

Know how to enjoy the excitement of women, can always make the skin maintain the best delicate, just like white porcelain.

A man as his name is, forever.

In this period of time, no matter how bad things happen, white porcelain can maintain the best mentality, affecting the entire imperial court, so that everyone is full of high energy.

But all of this, with a message, a video, like a balloon punctured by a needle, exploded with a bang: Gao Fei is dead.

The news was sent by the president of Russia himself. It was the president of the superpower. There was no doubt that there was anything false about it.

In the novel, there are many infatuated men and women who will die after their partner dies.

The living white porcelain is a standard infatuated woman, but she will not die for love. She just died again. As before, after the news was confirmed, she never stepped into her bedroom during this period of time and returned to the 17th floor of the imperial court.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is no 17th floor in the imperial club.

On the 17th floor, there is only a dead corridor and several empty rooms. In the largest room, there is a coffin. Beside them, there are several luxury cars, dressed in gorgeous white paper men, staring at the strange black eyes, sitting in the car, staring at the white porcelain in front of the coffin.

White porcelain came to the window, opened a window to let the cold wind in, blowing her white nightgown, long black hair, white porcelain like skin, immediately a layer of pink pimple.

Many people stand in front of the window looking at the endless streetlights, generally in the past, or happy, or sad.

White porcelain did not recall, she simply looked out, just like her husband just died many nights, nothing, there is no vitality in the beautiful eyes, there is no death, only a blank void.

Oh!

I don't know whose mischievous child it is. In the middle of the night, he is still driving in a sports car on the street. When the snowy lights are shooting across the road under the club, white porcelain can hear the roar of young people.

White porcelain smile, is that kind of do not want to have a simple smile, and then close the window, turned around.

It's early morning. It's time to go to the coffin - dead.

White porcelain turned, just raised the right foot but fell again, the whole body was electrified, the beating sound of the heart seemed to be able to spread far away, the eyes and pupils in the dark also suddenly contracted!With the glimmer of light coming from nowhere, white porcelain found a shadow and stood in front of the coffin!

Ghost!

This is white porcelain see suddenly appear in the room after the dark shadow, the first reaction.

Think about it. In an empty room, a big coffin, and a few paper men with eyes in a luxury car, they are the most important time for ghosts to appear in ghost movies. How can there be no ghosts?

The shadow remained silent, as if it had been standing there for thousands of years, and would still be there for thousands of years to come.

White porcelain's heartbeat returned to normal, a charming smile appeared on the face, hands carrying the bottom of the Nightgown, slowly walked past.

She is a creature with more breath than the dead. Will she care about meeting ghosts?

If only this ghost was goofy.

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