The wiper occasionally shakes left and right to wipe off the rainwater from the windshield.

But the remaining traces are stained even more blurred by the newly falling raindrops.

It's like no matter how you do it, you can't find out the love that has already emerged in your heart...

The sound of "squeaking" filled the enclosed space in the car.

Gramo Chen held the steering wheel tightly, and because he tried too hard, his joints had turned white.

After a while, his tight hand suddenly loosened, and then, he leaned on the seat as if he was instantly losing strength...

The rain is still falling.

The drizzle was not heavy, and it was poetic and painted, and it was also shrouded in depression under the tragedy. Graphite Chen leaned against the car, his body was obliquely tilted, and the collar of his shirt was also unbuttoned. The burning smoke was sandwiched between his slender fingers, and his eyes were slightly lowered. His thin short hair slightly covered his eyes, but he could not hide his loneliness and the wasteland around him.

Wu.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, and Gramo Chen ignored it.

But obviously the other party did not intend to give up and kept calling.

Graphite Chen was a little irritated and took it out. Seeing that it was Fengxing, he picked it up coldly and said, "What's the matter?"

"Little..." Feng Xing's excited voice was just making a sound, but he was stopped by the arrogant and cold voice of Zhimo Chen, "Oh, is this feeling very depressed?"

"Speak if you have something!" Zhimo Chen was too lazy to deal with Fengxing.

Feng Xing curled his lips, and didn't care much about Gramo Chen's emotions, and then became excited, "I tell you that my research has been successful in the first place, hahaha!"

"..." Zhimo Chen frowned slightly, too lazy to pay attention to Feng Xing. He just wanted to hang up the phone when he suddenly remembered something, "Are you talking about living blood jars?"

"Yes!" Feng Xing became more and more proud, "And, after I only extracted blood and used it as medicine, the inhibitory effect was much more effective than what my senior brother did for Tang Ye back then..."

"Are you sure?" asked Graphite Chen.

"Hey? What does your distrustful attitude mean?" Feng Xing immediately stopped.

Graphite Chen sneered lightly, "Is it really effective? You have to try it to know."

"Just try, am I afraid that the result will not work?" Feng Xing raised his eyebrows, "But I have already handed the medicine to that boy Mo Jian and asked him to send it over... Haha, am I smart? In this way, that boy Long Chuheng will not doubt the origin of the medicine..."

Graphite Chen didn't say anything.

Feng Xing smiled, "Boy, how about it? I did a very kind thing this time, right?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Zhimo Chen sneered.

"Don't think I don't know..." Feng Xing snorted coldly, "I didn't think about this research before. Later, I thought about it. From the time you mentioned the U virus with me to the appearance of Tang Sheng, everything was actually what you guided me, right?"

Graphite Chen was silent.

"You kid has gone in such a big circle, isn't it because Tang Sheng is from the Tang family in Longdao that you can't interfere directly?" Feng Xing hummed and was a little worried, "I said, are you serious?"

Graphite Chen still didn't say anything. "Your identity and the current world pattern. If you do this, you are not afraid of playing with fire!" Feng Xing hummed again, "I've got the medicine over, you'd better be more restrained, don't turn around and get hot, how many people have to do that little relationship

Love becomes a stepping stone?”

"I understand..." A touch of self-deprecation streaked across the corner of Shimochen's mouth.

"Oh!" Feng Xing sighed, "I went to sleep. In order to make this, I didn't close my eyes for another day or two..."

Finally, as if he was muttering, he finished speaking, and ignored Gramo Chen and hung up the phone.

Graphite Chen put on his cell phone, and the smoke in his hand was almost extinguished because of the raindrops.

His eyes fell ahead...

In the gloomy and rainy weather, the tall buildings in the distance are like monsters, trying to swallow everything in the world.

...

It was already afternoon when Tang Sheng woke up.

The raindrops hit the windows with a crackling sound, as if they were much bigger than in the morning.

"Peanut..." Seeing her wake up, Shi Guang hurried forward.

Tang Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth, "You need someone to take care of, but I let you take care of you..."

"What did you say?" Shi Guang pouted in dissatisfaction, "It's all because of me!" She bit her lower lip, "You explain it to Gramo Chen!"

Tang Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth a little awkwardly, shook his head weakly, "Forget it, there's nothing to explain."

Some things really care about them and don’t need to be explained... When there is a crack between each other, anything will magnify many times, becoming a double-edged sword, stabbing each other.

"What's wrong with the media?" Tang Sheng asked.

"Because of the stairwell incident and Feng Jingyu seemed to have used his connections, the public opinion has reversed... But I have to go to the announcement tonight, otherwise everything will be in vain." Shi Guang said slowly, unable to hear any happy emotions.

All this was exchanged for Sheng Sheng’s self-harm. What is her face to be happy?

"The recording at night has a lot of exercise, you..."

"I'm fine!" Shi Guang held Tang Sheng down, "I'm an actor. Originally, many times, I couldn't do anything because of my own physical condition."

"Time..."

A sound came from the door. The two of them looked and pushed the door open and it was Long Chuheng.

Looking at him, Shi Guang's body suddenly froze, and Tang Sheng was also very surprised.

"Why are you here?" Tang Sheng asked.

"What do you think?" Long Chuheng looked at Tang Sheng with some angrily, then looked at Shi Guang again, "So, what's the situation?"

"I just had a miscarriage..." Tang Sheng grabbed Shi Guang's hand and was able to say this calmly.

She has dealt with the system cases. Although she doesn’t know what method Feng Jingyu used, she has become her now!

Things have become like this, and Shi Guang is unwilling to mention the lost child. Why should she bear anything else in her heart because of the concern of others?!

Long Chuheng met Tang Sheng's sight. After a while, he gritted his teeth, "Sheng Sheng, since he loves him, why should he kill your children?"

Tang Sheng blew his lower lip, "The child was shed by himself, I didn't..."

If there is really a child, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how far she and Mo Chen finally get, how could she send it away with her own hands?

How could she be willing to let it go?

Tang Sheng thought of this and felt sadness in the corner of his mouth.

Such sadness fell into Long Chuheng's eyes, and while stinging his heart, he felt sorry for Tang Sheng. "Child... does he know?" Long Chuheng asked gritted his teeth.
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