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Just thinking about Rong Mo, staring at the opposite side, Dashan walked in, his steps were hurried, and his face was extremely bad.

"Mr. Shang......" Shang Mo was eating, and he didn't look at Dashan's face, so he didn't notice that Dashan's face was pale and extremely terrifying, and his eyes were full of panic.

And the voice is also a little suppressed trembling.

Shang Mo asked lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"At noon today, there was a car accident on Beihai Avenue, and two cars fell into the sea at present, and Rong Shao was in one of the cars...... fell into the sea, and it hasn't been salvaged until now......"

Shang Mo's heart was suffocated, and he paused when he was picking up vegetables.

After a while, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Dashan coldly, "What nonsense." ”

"Where is Rong Mo, where is he now?" Shang Mo didn't want to believe it, but there was a monstrous panic and uneasiness in his eyes.

Dashan was silent and did not make a sound: "Rong Shao can't find it." ”

I couldn't find it, what an ordinary few words, but they pierced Shang Mo's eardrums as sharply as a needle.

Shang Mo clenched his fists: "No, he won't have an accident!" ”

As he spoke, he hooked his lips and smiled.

Dashan only felt that Mr. Shang's smile was more terrible than crying, and his voice was hoarse and terrifying.

He also hoped that Rong Shao's matter was fake, but from noon to now, how could a person stay in the sea for so long, still alive.

When that champion swimmer was rescued, he almost lost his breath.

Shang Mo's expression was completely cold, and fear grew from the bottom of his heart, impregnating his heart layer by layer. He said to himself, impossible, fake, must be fake.

Last night...... That's real, it's impossible or a dream, it's impossible.

He stood up and wanted to go out to verify, but the sudden action caused by drunkenness caused him to have a headache, which made his blood surge, and his body staggered, and he almost fell.

Dashan was startled, and hurriedly helped forward: "Mr. Shang." ”

Shang Mo waved Dashan's hand away, he didn't believe what Dashan said, even if he fell into the sea, Rong Mo couldn't be fine.

But he had to admit another fact in his heart, that is, Rong Mo would only pop in the water twice, not swim.

Shang Mo stood on the seashore, his black trench coat whirring in the sea breeze.

There was a heavy snow in the sky, and pure white snowflakes were flying wildly, and they seemed to dye the vast ocean white when they fell on the sea.

The snowflakes fell on him, his hair was wet, the chill seeped into the blood through his skin, and his body seemed to be numb, but he still didn't move, standing there with a blank face.

Let the wind and snow attack him, and his deep eyes are full of dim coldness.

After a long time, he took a deep breath of the bone-chilling air, and he stiffened his steps as he slowly walked towards the sea.

Seeing Shang Mo's expressionless face, his eyes heavy, and getting closer and closer to the seaside, a trace of uneasiness slipped through Dashan's heart.

The snowflakes were flying and falling, but they couldn't hide his gloomy figure, which looked so silent and desolate.

"Mr. Shang?" The mountain moved forward, following Shang Mo.

Shang Mo paused, looked at the broken railing, frowned, and the scene of her sitting in the car and falling from here suddenly came to mind.

Rong Mo in the picture was pale, panicked, and in pain.

There was another dull ache in his chest.

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