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In the dark, Qiao Lian's breathing came over, like a kitten, which made people pity.

Shen Liangchuan turned his head to look over, and the woman shrunk into a ball, but he didn't know how to face it.

He clenched his fists tightly, suddenly got off the **, changed his clothes, and walked out directly.

He drove his car and wandered around at night in Beijing.

He didn't know where he was going.

But when he came back to his senses, he found that he had come to Mo Wuxin's cemetery.

The wind was cold at night.

Whistling past the side of his car.

He pulled the car over.

After sitting in the driver's seat for a while, he pushed open the driver's door, and after getting out of the car, he walked to the trunk, picked up a bottle of wine that was placed there, and then he slowly walked in.

In the entire cemetery, the wind was gusting, but he never believed in ghosts and gods, even at this moment, the sky was so dark, he still walked forward and came directly to Mo Wuxin's tombstone.

His real name is engraved on the tombstone: Zhou Song.

It was so dark, and there were no lights around here, only street lamps shining through, making the photos on the tombstone appear strange colors, which looked so eerie and terrifying, but for him, he didn't feel scared at all.

Eight years have passed, and his appearance is still the same as eight years ago.

Shen Liangchuan squatted down and stayed there quietly, looking at him.

Mo Wuxin, are you unwilling?

He picked up the bottle of liquor in his hand, sat down next to the tombstone, and took out two more wine glasses from his pocket.

I opened the bottle and poured wine into two glasses.

Then he picked up one of the cups and held up the tombstone: "Brother, I'm sorry, Song Yuanxi left by himself, and he hasn't disappeared yet." ”

"I know she can't face me and Little Joe."

"Brother, I will find her and take care of her, don't worry."

"Me and Little Joe...... I'm sorry for you. ”

After saying this, he raised his head and put a glass of spicy white wine into his stomach.

That feeling, the alcohol is very high, and drinking it like this is like a fire, burning directly from the mouth to the stomach.

He sat there, staring at the tombstone.

It was only after half a ring that he hung his head.

Next, he didn't say a word, just drank a glass of wine.

His eyes were a little moist.

However, the boy has tears and does not flick.

He tensed his jaw and stared ahead, as if he had returned to the day eight years ago......

He was very strict with his family since he was a child, and he rarely drank like this.

The first time I drank alcohol in my life was because of that ......

He and Mo Wuxin worked hard for a month to prepare, and the club was fully prepared, just waiting for Xiao Qiao to come to Beijing to reunite with them.

However, she called.

"I'm sorry, I can't play anymore......"

Simple words made his heart twitch at that time.

He didn't say anything and hung up the phone.

The young man, in order to establish a club, was kicked out of the Shen family, and Xia Yehua faced a crisis of survival.

But even so, he gritted his teeth and held on to his dream.

He always thought that in this world, the person who would not betray him the most was Xiao Qiao.

They will also go from games, to reality, to the palace of weddings.

He has always felt that even if they are dating online, the relationship between them has been stronger than those in reality.

He even wants to join hands with her to reach the pinnacle of esports.