Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 222 The Man Who Hid the Darkness

　
　In the dark and cold room, enveloped in black, it seems——
Everything has lost the breath of life, and there are bursts of gloom.
　In the black shadows, vaguely, the figure of a man dressed in black merged with the thick, invisible night behind him.

　It seems that the syllables are issued from the dead strings, and every word is like a note of death, cold and terrible.

　"My dear brother, my brother is back, and everything will come to an end—"

　The man's voice stopped abruptly, as if the broken strings were broken, the trembling syllables trembled in the heart.

The big slender hand, with sharp edges and corners, slowly turned the ring on the little finger, as if turning the wheel of life.

　Under the black curtain, the faint silhouette of a man can be seen.

Like a gnawing black vine, it spread bit by bit, sweeping the heart of the whole person.
The ghostly figure, cold and tall, the man walked to the window hidden in the dark night, the invisible haze penetrated the darkness of the night, looking at the sea in the distance.

That is the sea in City A.

The man's big hand around the ring suddenly clenched it tightly with a "swish"!

The wind blew, and the curtains moved slightly, concealing the man's slightly trembling body.

The cold and stern eyes, a look in the eyes, and the shocking grief are fleeting!
Only the night sees it.
As if it were an illusion, at [-] second, the man's expression recovered!Even more scary than before!

A city, located in the east, is a villa that is not luxurious enough to describe.

Ji's Villa.

in the study.

In front of the mahogany haute couture desk, there was a man who looked a bit like Ji Zefeng, and he could still see the sharpness of the man when he was young.

That cheek, which has left traces over the years but is still cold and sharp, has the precipitation of vicissitudes of life and experience, and it is domineering that makes people surrender.

This man is Ji Zefeng's father - Ji Chentian.
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For some reason, the originally sharp and domineering cheeks were slightly moved, and even, in those cloudy eyes, some unknown things were slowly congealing, one by one, one by one.
Quiet study.

The man sitting in front of the desk seemed to lose all energy and leaned back in the chair behind him.

The man's lips began to tremble, as if he wanted to say something.But he never turned his eyes, staring straight at the thing in his hand.

The man held a photo in his rough and somewhat calloused hands.

The man's emotions became more and more ups and downs, and his trembling lips trembled more and more.

It was dry and even slightly reddish bloodshot could be seen. What filled the cloudy eyes made the man's cold cheeks become extremely gentle, but it was a kind of deep-seated sadness.

What I wanted to say, in the end, I still couldn't say it.

I stared at the photo in my hand, the person in the photo smiled so beautifully, so beautifully, but so sadly.
In the end, the man leaned back on the chair limply, his cloudy eyes closed slowly, and the things condensed in his eyes were released silently.

There was only a slight trembling all over his body, expressing the pain the man was enduring.
The big hand held the photo more and more tightly but carefully.

In the photo, a pair of girls with extremely sweet smiles look exactly alike.——
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