Chapter 85: Stand-in Lover (20) (2)

"I won't believe you anymore."
"Absolutely not."
At this time, the call he kept dialing was open.
The teenager's eyes stunned with astonishment, and he quickly put the phone in his ear.
Wen Mingquan and Bai Yuxiu's eyes faded at the same time.
In the end, is it still impossible?
If you can't, you will tie Xiaomu to yourself.
Their unwillingness rekindled hope after seeing Xie Muzhen's expression.
Juvenile took the phone away and looked at the darkness above.
Laughing and laughing, tears shed, "Shut down ..."
"Why, every time ..."
"I didn't do anything wrong. I haven't hurt anyone ... Why is it always like this whenever I think there is a turnaround ..."
Tears fell down her white cheeks, and Xie Mu dropped her cell phone.
He looked at Wen Mingquan, and gave him a pale smile.
"Do you like me?"
The man almost didn't want to, and quickly answered, "Little wood, I love you."
"Love……"
The teenager slowly opened his arms and looked at the sky with a shudder.
Blue sky, white clouds, everything is beautiful.
However, this beauty does not belong to him.
"Do not believe……"
He murmured softly, "I don't believe ..."
As in the movie, he lies on his back and falls.
"Little wood--"
Wen Mingquan noticed that the teenager was wrong, and rushed forward quickly.
But in the end, only air was caught.
Slender hands, scratched in vain, a pair of eyes, solid despair.
Gone……
His little wood.
【Ding! Wen Mingquan favor: 100, whether the host jumps to the world. 】
"Don't jump, don't jump, look again."

Rong Jing woke up from the hangover. As soon as she got her phone, she saw so many missed calls.
All are Xie Mu.
He froze, and was about to call back, but received it again.
"Hey……"
There was no time to spit out the word.
Call again and it's turned off.
Rong Jing was inexplicably upset. He got out of bed and found out that this was a hotel.
Someone opened the door and came in, saw him, and greeted, "Brother Rong, are you awake? How much wine did you drink last night? It's almost half an afternoon."
wrong.
Rong Jing frowned. Although he would get drunk, he would never get drunk like this.
He got up and looked at the people in front of him. "Why am I here?"
"Oh, I wanted to go to the bar yesterday, I bumped into you on the road, and I was carrying you here, holding on to what kind of wood I was going to go."
"Brother Tong Rong, did you avenge anyone? When I was helping you yesterday, someone was always following you, or I was smart and told the car to throw people away."
Half afternoon ...
Xie Mu's award ceremony was in the morning--
Rong Jing didn't have much time to think about it before he put on his shoes and went outside.
Did he call him so much because of the award ceremony because he didn't come.
Rong Jing had a headache, but forced herself into the elevator.
He wanted to find Xie Mu's explanation, but what could be explained, but the confused brain was unclear for a moment.
As soon as he got downstairs, the man saw a group of people around him.
The dazzling red made Rong Jing's footsteps unknowingly stop.
This scene is so familiar and familiar as if it were a dream.
Someone was covering the body with white cloth.
Blood ran down the body under the white cloth.
Hands not covered by white cloth are outside.
On his slender wrist, he wore a blood-stained watch.