The little ancestor of the hidden marriage president cried sweetly

Chapter 213 His life is not complete
The door creaked open.

The room is full of thousand paper cranes.

The young man just stood outside the door and didn't go in. He touched his bare head honestly: "These are folded by your girlfriend herself. She loves you very much. I will come here every April 4th to live here." Last night, I had her phone number, and I went to call her and tell her that you are finally here."

The young man ran away as soon as he said that.

Shi Zhiyu walked into the guest room with a suspicious attitude.

He casually peeled off a bead curtain hanging from a thousand paper cranes, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of words on the thousand paper cranes.

"Zhiyu, where are you?"

"Little Yuyu, are you coming back?"

"Xiao Yuyu, I miss you, really, I miss you."

"Chou Zhiyu, do you really want to say goodbye to me? Well, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life!"

"Smelly fish, if you let me find you again, I will cry to death... Where are you? Tell me where you are? OK?"

"..."

Too many thousand paper cranes, too many complaints, too many miss words.

My heart hurts, it hurts.

I don't know if those words were too sensational, but he couldn't help crying.

Shi Zhiyu sat at the head of the bed, his eyes fell on the wall, and there was a group photo hanging on the wall, a group photo of a man, a woman and a wolf standing in front of the Taj Mahal, and he was stunned by himself.

A dull pain in the heart...

Who is she?
He didn't even remember that he had taken such a photo, who was she, and why did he make his heart feel so unbearably painful like thousands of termites gnawing on her.

Shi Zhiyu covered his chest, arched his body slightly, and endured it, but still couldn't control it, and let out a muffled snort.

He couldn't bear this kind of pain, he couldn't bear it even once, this room was almost overwhelming him, his heart hurt and his head hurt, "Ah——"

Shi Zhiyu clutched his chest, like gunpowder and flames of war, he was trampled to death before he had time to fight.

Who is it?

"Strange, why her phone number has been changed, so she can't get through." The young man came out and bumped into a man suddenly.

Shi Zhiyu pushed him hard, rushed downstairs, and got into the car.

Sitting in the car, my throat was still sour, my heart was churning, and my mind was about to explode.

What are you afraid of?
What are you running from?
Shi Zhiyu, what's going on with you?

In the darkness, he was tortured by great pain, he couldn't see the road ahead, he couldn't see the little person in his mind, as if there was a girl smiling at her, not very old, ten years old, wearing a small red skirt , dragging a red suitcase, a big kid, standing at the intersection in front of him, the sound of jingle bells passed through his eardrums, but he walked further and further away.

who are you?
Don't go!

Shi Zhiyu pulled the handbrake, stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and frantically chased after him.

But after he caught up with him, he saw that he was about to catch up, but the little girl disappeared like a vapour. Suddenly, a huge shadow, with a mouth full of blood, opened its wolf's fangs, wishing to let her go in the next second. He was swallowed.

hiss------

With the sound of Zou Chang Zou Chang's brakes, Shi Zhiyu stopped the car in cold sweat, his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and his whole head was buried in his arms. For a long, long time, his violent panting could be heard throughout the car.

Heart, thump thump.

Yet, so empty.

It seemed that his life was not complete.

What is missing?
What's missing?

He couldn't remember, couldn't remember anything, ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)