However, Tan Lu panicked.

She didn't understand, what did he make her call?

After all, Xiao Jingyan had never made such a request before, and once asked her to call him third brother directly.

Tan Lu swallowed her saliva, a little anxious, and suddenly didn't know how to answer him.

"Tan Lu?"

His voice is still very gentle, but somewhat hoarse.

Tan Lu instinctively changed the subject: "Brother, what's wrong with you, are you feeling sick? Do you want to see the hospital?"

Xiao Jingyan Danfeng's eyes narrowed, his expression gradually turned cold, and he lowered his breath.

"Tan Lu."

Tan Lu nodded and squeezed the phone tightly with one hand, his nails were pale, he tried to make his voice clear.

"Well, I'm here, third brother."

Xiao Jingyan took a deep breath, and his voice became more and more indifferent: "I'm tired."

Tan Lu laughed, her voice sweet: "Good night, third brother, dream about it."

"Ok."

After Xiao Jingyan hung up, he was silent for a few seconds.

Boom! Boom!

The phone was dropped to the ground and torn apart.

The bodyguards outside stood up straight, and did not dare to escape.

"Qiao Wen!"

Qiao Wen hurriedly walked in: "San Ye, I am here, what happened?"

"Where is the person I asked you to check back then?"

Qiao Wen was a little dazed, and some thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he quickly raised his hand and wiped it: "All the directions back then were Miss Tan...I..."

"Check again!"

Qiao Wen was a little shocked, after all, San Ye had never doubted before.

Xiao Jingyan Danfeng's eyes were full of harshness: "Can't you hear what I'm saying?"

"Yes, yes, I'll check it out now, Sanye, don't get angry, take care of your body." Qiao Wen nodded repeatedly.

"Get out and take the door."

"Yes."

The room is quiet...

Xiao Jingyan leaned on the sofa, his limbs were sore and numb, and his head was dizzy.

He knew that he was sick again.

How can a mental illness like bipolar disorder be completely cured?

But he didn't even take medicine to control his emotions.

Tan Lu, not the girl in the game.

This is his instinct.

At the beginning, after committing suicide, his thoughts were all negative, and he had no intention to verify Tan Lu's authenticity.

He trusted Qiao Wen, after all, Qiao Wen never made a mistake.

It should be her...

But today, the woman named Tang Yaoyao gave him a fatal blow, and his girl was gone.

Tan Lu, it would never be her.

Xiao Jingyan lay on the sofa and sat up slowly after being sore and limp for some time.

He rubbed his sore temples, opened his laptop, boarded the game, and found out the other party's game account.

I have never been good night for many years.

Show offline.

She hasn't been online for too long, and it seems that since that time, the time she went online with him has not been consistent.

Once, she would call him by his nickname: Yao Bao.

In retrospect, it seems to have happened in the last century.

Tan Lu had never called. At that time, he had never doubted. He was unwilling to doubt a woman who really cared about him.

However, it was this thought that he missed her.

missed.

Following Yao~

Yaobao~

There seemed to be her voice in his ears, sweet and soft, as if it gave him the best tenderness in the world.

The moment he turned off the computer, he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and the only tenderness disappeared, leaving only the endless cold.

This is a murderous look completely different from just now.

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