He pretended to be open and laughed a few times, but before he could let go, he fell off the swing, knelt on the ground, and cried silently.
Of course he doesn't want to die. No one wants to die, so we naturally bee afraid of death.
Although the videotape caused his death, he does not regret purchasing it. A contradictory psychology affected his mind.
After crying for a while, Yu Lianyun got up from the ground again and left the park. He didn't want to spread his suffering and despair in this place full of hope and vitality.
He returned to the street and continued walking forward without any ground, but was so distracted that he punched a man in the chest.
"I'm sorry." Yu Lianyun apologized subconsciously. When he looked up and saw the man's face, he found it very familiar.
"I'm sorry, are you hurt?" Mr. Haimofen helped the stunned Yu Lianyun, and instead of blaming him, he asked with concern.
Yu Lianyun nodded. When I saw the man in front of me, feminine and handsome, missing his left ear, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, ``What a shame.''
For some reason, he remembered the corpse of a woman and a woman dressed in white who also looked stunning. The world always seemed to inflict suffering on beautiful people, including her...
But soon, Yu Lianyun noticed that there was something familiar about the background behind Haimorphen. Immediately behind Heimorphen was a narrow stone staircase about ten meters high, and his opponent had just descended from it.
Hai Mofen saw that Yu Lianyun was only worried and not hurt. Then he quickly noticed that Yu Lianyun's hands had frostbite that had not yet healed. He couldn’t help but frown and suddenly grabbed Yu Lianyun’s hand. However, he said this with a bit of sadness. "It's such a shame that such delicate and skilled hands have fallen into such disrepair."
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