Chapter 1090： Reality (5)

Chapter 1090, Reality (5)

Fu Beizhe suddenly couldn’t hold it. For four years, he tried every means to appease himself.

After a long time, the feelings will fade.

He can be less uncomfortable.

But those **** lie to him, there is no fading at all, or so bright as a knife, every day to his heart.

Fu Beizhe bent down his body and his straight body was finally crushed.

He felt that his heart was violently jumping, his limbs were cold, and the weather in the cold winter was cold sweat on his skull.

Every time he thinks she is dead, he is such a reaction.

Fu Beizhe felt that the reaction of others to opium opium was not as painful as him.

He feels that he is also addicted.

Addiction to her.

She is dead, he can only abstain.

But this process is too long, he really can't help it.

He didn't want to think about her anymore, miss her.

Especially when I think of losing her time, I will grow up to his life.

This man on the battlefield against the thousands of horses, piles of dead bodies can be indifferent.

Suddenly I started to be afraid.

The adjutant knocked on the door and found that no one should. He had important documents in his hand and could only offend the door just to make a sound.

However, they found that their young marshals stood by the window and their bodies were almost curved, as if they were suffering a lot.

The adjutant exclaimed a vulgar.

Fu Beizhe looked up, his eyes were red, and the violent desperation made people feel fearful.

The adjutant was scared.

But very quickly, Fu Beizhe straightened up his body, the violent anger in his eyes disappeared, and there was a cold calm.

He asked: "What is it?"

The deputy official said: "The news from the south..."

Fu Beizhe took away the documents in his hand with no expression. "I will watch, meet at night, and you will inform other people."

The adjutant immediately nodded. "Yes, handsome."

The adjutant went out, and the snow made him cold and narrow his neck. He couldn't help but look back.

However, he saw Fu Beizhe standing in the house, his eyes did not know what he was looking at, but he did not know why he gave a kind of sadness.

The adjutant did not dare to look carefully, but could only pretend that he did not know to leave in a hurry.

Three years later, Li Xinghe, who was far away from other countries, suddenly received an expedited telegram.

He took the simple baggage and sat down on the same day.

After the dusty servant returned, he rushed to the hospital.

When he saw the man lying in the bed, he barely recognized it.

He shaped his bones and his body was so thin that he couldn't see a trace of flesh.

The black, short hair is also tarnished, even with white hair.

Fu Beizhe is suffering from lung problems. It is said to be a disease caused by long-term smoking. Of course, his long-term self-abuse lifestyle is also related.

Li Xinghe doesn't know what emotions he is. The man who defeated himself is now only one step away from death.

Or relying on medical equipment to live for a while, but it is just torture.

Fu Beizhe’s policeman’s heart is still not lost.

When he heard the sound of the chair moving away, he opened his eyes, and his eyes did not have a trace of turbidity, but he was calm and terrible.

Li Xinghe is not afraid of him.

He said straightforwardly: "Let me come back to do something, do you think you are going to die, and I am living a good job, I am going to kill me before I die."

In the past seven years, no one has been good.

All his feelings have been worn away, and the name Bai Weiwei is the same as the curse after her death.

Heavy and tragic.

Fu Beizhe struggled to raise his mouth. "There are no courageous rabbits, you can."

Li Xinghe was a bit strange to see him.

Fu Beizhe pointed to a gun on the table next to him.

"You send me a ride."

(End of this chapter)