When He Tiancheng heard her words, he frowned and put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"I'm an ordinary person, too."

He looked serious.

"You lied...... Hell, where are you ordinary people? You're just ......."

Ding Yuhan wanted to say that you are a criminal at all, but she didn't dare to say it.

If she said it, she was really afraid that her family would be destroyed by He Tiancheng in her Chinese New Year's Eve.

That's the worst part of the disparity in strength.

"I see what you mean."

As he spoke, He Tiancheng stood up.

"I'm leaving."

Ay?

Suddenly so talkative?

"Then I'll pack this food for you and take it away."

"No need."

Saying that He Tiancheng was about to leave, Ding's father and Ding's mother also walked out together at this time, with a look of fear.

He Tiancheng used to like to look at other people's expressions, and he liked others to look at him like this.

That fear was what he enjoyed.

However, today he saw it very badly.

"Congratulations...... He Ye? ”

Ding's mother grabbed Ding's father's arm tightly and opened her mouth in fear.

"I'll re-fry two dishes for you."

Ding's mother swallowed.

"No need."

He Tiancheng's eyes were alienated, and he looked like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

His cold appearance was like a knife in winter, gloomy and cold, and the point was that there was a slight trace of blood all over his body.

Anyway, it's scary for him to stand there like this.

"Excuse me."

Dropping these three words, He Tiancheng walked to the door, opened the door and walked out.

Ding Yuhan felt that he was a little immoral, and he drove out after eating half of the meal, the point was that he ate instant noodles at noon.

She suddenly felt a little guilty, and for some reason, she stepped up and followed.

Walking to the door and looking at his back, she called his name.

"He Tiancheng!"

He Tiancheng heard her voice and turned his head to look at her.

I don't know when the snow is falling outside, and there is still very little snow in S City, and it is even more rare in the Chinese New Year's Eve.

The snowflakes fell one by one, and he stood in the snow dressed in black, with an indescribable sense of loneliness.

"How?"

He Tiancheng was puzzled.

"Happy New Year."

She spoke suddenly.

Hearing this, He Tiancheng suddenly raised a smile.

The higher you stand up, the more unhappy you are, and the more powerful you are, the deeper you fall.

People like him, who don't know if he will be alive tomorrow, have always only looked at today.

But at this moment, he hopes that next year, he can still hear her happy New Year.

She just stood at the door, the lights were dim inside, there was a home, a very warm home.

He longed for it, but never had it.

God always likes to joke with him, and when he thought he had everything, his brother died.

When he thought that he could strengthen himself and succeed in one fell swoop, Mo Shengyun had a disagreement with him.

Nowadays, there is everything, but no one can share it.

What he has is always loneliness and obsession.

"If you are rich and powerful, everyone is afraid of you, that's how happy you are, fool!"

He mockingly dropped this sentence, and his voice was not small, and the three members of the Ding family heard it.

After saying this, turn around and leave.

But the moment he turned around, the arrogance on his face disappeared, and for some reason, his eyes turned red.

He misses his younger brother, he misses Mo Shengyun, and he thinks about martial arts.

Last year, in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he and Mo Shengyun fought to the death, but he didn't feel that time was difficult.

This year, he's all left.