hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 490 Heart-Eating Thoughts ([-])

　Gu Yihan agreed: "I'll be responsible for these things. Are you going to do it so soon? Just right, then let's compete with them and see who can have the last laugh. Just do what I just told you."

　Li Xue took the task and went to do it immediately.

　Gu Yihan stood up, walked to the window with a gap open, faced the dark and boundless sea, and murmured sadly:
　"They think that you are my weakness, that they can give me a fatal blow by pinching you. Yes, they are very smart, you are my rib, the rib that cannot be lost. Holding you is equivalent to Mastered my fatal weakness! But they also made a fatal mistake at the same time, you are not a weakness, you are the strongest rib! I know you must be somewhere in this world, waiting for me firmly! You Never give up on yourself easily! Wait for me, give me some more time, I will definitely destroy them! Find you!"

　He stretched out one hand into the dark void, as if he was trying to grab something, and the other hand was tightly stroking the rib in his heart.

　There, it was blazingly burning, the yearning and pain that bit the bones and the heart.

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　Florence.A night in early February of the European Gregorian calendar.

　For the residents of this ancient city, this night is no different from any other night.

　Christmas has passed long ago, and the most important holiday of the year for them has come to an end.

　In such a small town full of tourists, every day is almost like a festival during the day, but at night, due to the need to protect the artistic heritage of the ancient city, and the local leisurely folk customs, too many commercial operations are not allowed.

　So the streets are very deserted.

　Even the most popular classic art buildings in the ancient city, such as the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore, such as the Uffizi Museum, are also closed and empty.

　"Ah!" Charles, who was aging, felt that the speed of his body's aging had accelerated sharply since entering this winter.

　Before Christmas, he thought he could lift a cow.

　Now almost a ox's tail could sweep him to the ground.

　Old, old.While muttering, he checked each exhibition room along the corridor, and finally checked whether the door was locked with a key.

　After confirming that everything was safe and sound, he bowed his body slightly and walked into the lounge.

　Halfway there, he suddenly heard a faint ringing of bells.

　Who will knock on the door so late?
　It can't be that brat Gu Yihan, right?
　Doesn't he always like to come to Christmas?

　Moreover, he has already been here this year, and he brought a wonderful person with him!

　Thinking of that cute and intelligent oriental girl, old Charles smiled.

　He has no relatives and no reason, and it is rare to meet young juniors who are close to each other, and he is particularly impressed.

　It may be that my ears are hard of hearing, and I misheard.

　In the middle of the night, no ghost will come!
　Old Charles shook his head and continued walking inside.

　Ding - ding - ding -

　The ringtone is thin and weak, but persistent.

　Old Charles took a few steps and decided to look back.

　When he opened the door tremblingly, he was very thankful that he didn't stubbornly think that it was because of old age that he had auditory hallucinations.

　Because, he saw the man standing outside the door, although he was dripping like a water mouse, his hair was loose like a water ghost, and he was wearing a thin shirt wrapped around his body like a beggar. You can see half of the man's arms and sleeves are stained red with blood...

(End of this chapter)