Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

She dare not go here.

In the dark, there seems to be an extremely terrifying premonition: when there is no Huang Xiaojue, you go, who knows what is waiting for you?

Just then, the phone rang.

It was Huang's father who called: "Xixi, do you have time? If you are free, come and eat. I have cooked many delicious dishes..."

"Okay, I'm so hungry. See you later, Uncle Huang."

Without thinking, she turned the car around and headed straight for Papa Huang.

At that time, Wang Donglin's car had just arrived.

It didn't take much effort for him to inquire about this house, and he used the method to enter it twice. From various details, it can be proved that both Yan Xixi and Huang Xiaojue have been here.However, every time he came, there was no trace, and he never had any good luck.

This time, on a whim, he came again.

Far away, I could hear the sound of a car.

In this remote place, the neighbors are far apart, irrelevant to each other, never interacting with each other, it is a good place to live in seclusion.He thought, so early, who will come?

He speeds up the car.

However, before meeting each other, the car suddenly turned around and went in the opposite direction.

From afar, I could only see the back of a dilapidated classic car, very casual, like the kind of car that ordinary Americans often drive.

He thought it was a passerby and didn't mind, so he got out of the car alone.

The huge courtyard was empty.

The lawn lacks mowing, weeds are overgrown, and the branches are bare, dead branches and leaves, very desolate.

The window he pushed open the last time he came was still the same, so he tried it and went in according to the method last time.

In the room, there was a thick layer of dust, and there were clear finger prints when touched.Obviously, no one has been here.Yan Xixi never came back.

He sat down slumped, the hope that was originally swelled in his heart suddenly burst like a huge soap bubble.After searching for so long, I have always held confidence, but at this moment, I am surprisingly depressed, as if everything is a mirror image.

Yan Xixi died long ago.

After all, there was still no miracle, and she, like everyone else, had died a long time ago.

Wang Donglin, give up.

She will never come back.

From morning to noon, gradually, New Year's Eve arrived.

However, in this foreign country, there is no atmosphere of New Year's Eve at all, let alone the sound of firecrackers.Sitting blankly, I don't feel hungry.

The refrigerator was empty, only a few bottles of beer, cans, and bread that had long expired.

He took it without asking, opened a bottle of beer and drank it down.

Turned on the TV, but there was no transfer of the Spring Festival Gala.Only then did he realize that he forgot about the jet lag... While drinking beer, he watched TV, but his eyes were dim, and he couldn't see clearly, and his vision became more and more blurred.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and the soda can in my hand hit the ground hard, making a loud bang.

He rushed out, suddenly mad.

"Yan Xixi..."

"Yan Xixi..."

"Yan Xixi, you dead bastard...you lunatic, you heartless thing...where are you?"

"Fool...you big fool...you must be avoiding me, right...you must hate me and never forgive me again, right?"

"Yan Xixi, come out... Get out of here... Is it interesting for you to hide around? Get out, get out of me quickly..."