The Little Midnight Bride

He pointed the muzzle of the gun at his forehead, closed his eyes slightly, and pointed...

Finger, just about to use force...

Suddenly, "My husband, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..." The super childish phone rang. o(∩_∩)o~~www>

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."[

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"..."

Thinking over and over again, Young Master Di was stiff and motionless, and the pistol he held on his forehead was also motionless.

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"..."

It was the dedicated mobile phone he allocated to Gu Xiaoyao, and she was only allowed to use it when she was in deep danger.

In this world, only Gu Xiaoyao knows this phone number, and there is no one else.

I still remember that in the hotel in Bangkok, Gu Xiaoyao made a call once, and was scolded so badly by him that time. Later, she would change the ringtone of the phone to such a childish Chinese song.

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"..."

Gu Xiaoyao is no longer there, and the phone will suddenly ring. Who can understand the mood of Young Master Di? Who can?

Who can understand the feeling of wandering on the edge of despair and ecstasy?

He was shaken by the ringtone, and could only remain motionless stupidly.He didn't dare to move, fearing it might be an auditory hallucination.

He left this mobile phone by the bedside for many days, but the mobile phone is still ringing at this moment. What kind of joke is God playing with him?

Impossible, it is impossible for Yaoyao to be alive, he dare not have such an illusion in his heart. [

He wanted to walk over to pick it up, but also wanted to press the pistol; the whole person was completely frozen in the fierce struggle.

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"Husband, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

"..."

When he was in a stalemate and couldn't move, the phone kept calling him over and over again, persistently.