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"Father, since you were young, you have agreed to everything that elder brother wanted. I know that in your heart, I am not as good as elder brother. I have grown up so much. I only ask you for one thing. I want to marry Miss Lin."

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man was furious, "Come here and lock him into his yard for me, let the young master reflect on himself, when will he be able to reflect on himself, and when will he be released!"

"father!"

What happened to Wen's family quickly spread to Gu's residence.

Zhao Tingyu looked at the man who had finished reading the letter and burned it to ashes with his hands, and rolled his eyes silently, "You are really hurtful, you, Mr. Wen, what a good child, you are so cruel to me. It’s so confinement... you’re going to be crazy.”

After Zhao Tingyu finished speaking, the person on the opposite side was speechless, Zhao Tingyu straightened up, "Hey, if you really miss him, you can take the initiative to attack, what kind of skill is it to deal with these heretics?"

The eyelids of Gu Sanlang on the opposite side finally moved, and he looked up at him. There seemed to be an abyss in his eyes, as black as ink, with boundless suction, and a bone-chilling coldness.

Zhao Tingyu felt a gust of wind blowing by, and hugged his arms a little coldly, "Well, I won't talk about it, you just wait to chase your wife's crematorium, and I will watch you cry to death."

He stood up lightly and walked out, "By the way, it's time to go to Qiu Wei. Your friend Fan Xihuai should be entering Beijing soon. I heard that he is the hottest candidate for Qiu Wei this time. How do you think he will win? "

Gu Sanlang said lightly, "Based on his aptitude, the top three can be easily won, and the leader can also be contested."

"I'm so confident in him, but I heard that he's very talkative."

"Don't delay his exam."

Zhao Tingyu, "..."

Are you poisonous!

The night was as deep as water, mixed with slightly cool air, and the sky was as dark as ink, with large swirls of dark clouds covering the originally bright and bright moon.

Autumn is strong, there are bursts of cicadas singing outside the window, and a sudden wind blows, knocking on the window lattice, the person who was sleeping peacefully on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and bursts of cold sweat emerged from his forehead.

Gu Sanlang didn't feel sleepy at all, and walked out of the room wearing a thin coat.

I don't know how many times this has been a nightmare. Since he separated from her, he has been having trouble sleeping at night. He often dreams of bloody fighting scenes, and more and more blood is stained on his hands in his dreams.

The warm red blood seemed to be still on his hands.

This road is killing all the way, and he doesn't dare to slack off for a moment. Unless he kills his enemies, he will stand in this bloody storm for the rest of his life. How dare he expect to have her again?

He slowly closed his eyes.

Maybe he did something wrong, he shouldn't think about it, and he needs to let go, but he can't...

When he saw her being intimate with another man and showing a smile he had never seen before, only he knew how jealous he was, and he was so jealous that he wanted to kill someone...

He can deceive others, but he cannot deceive himself. He always cares about her.

The distant pond reflects ripples, and the light is fleeting. A slender figure gradually walks out of the corridor. She is holding a lamp and a cloak in her hand, and she walks slowly, "Brother, it's cold..."

Gu Sanlang slowly opened his eyes and smiled at her, "Brother is not cold."

"Let's put it on."

She handed it over casually, but Gu Sanlang didn't refuse her kindness, he raised his hand and put on the cloak as white as moonlight, "Why don't you sleep so late?"