The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

Chapter 1230: Okay, can I knock on your door (8)

Chapter 1230 Okay, can I knock on your door (8)

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She was silent,

All of a sudden, I don’t know how to continue the topic.

The chat interface was a bit cold for a while.

The little girl lying on the bed staring at the phone, hesitated,

She didn’t want to talk about abandoning the article directly, it was too straightforward and it seemed that she was very purposeful.

Thinking about it,

She put her fingertips on the input box, typing slowly,

"It's late, good night~"

I'll talk more about it tomorrow.

She casually clicked on a loving emoticon package and sent it.

The other party did not reply,

Cold and indifferent, exceptionally cold.

Mu Qiusheng stared at the phone for a while, and probably knew that he would not reply anymore, so he continued to lie down and read the text happily.

Stay till early in the evening,

The people in the bed are all asleep,

The phone with a black screen suddenly turned on.

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The person on the bed was asleep, ignorant,

The quilt was also raised to one side, revealing white and tender feet.

There is silence in the room.

……

next door,

In the dark and damp room,

A pale and thin figure, quietly shrank in the closet, curled up with her legs, her hair messy.

His shoulders are very thin, almost skinny with only bones and no meat.

The slender arms were so pale that the blood vessels under the skin could be seen clearly. They were cold, like a lifeless corpse.

In front of him, there is a dilapidated laptop. At this moment, it is glowing with blue light, which is very dazzling in the dark closet.

But the man didn't feel it, his dark eyes stared at the screen motionlessly, as if in a daze.

Slender and thin hands, slightly stiff on the keyboard, like dry branches, a little frightening.

Perhaps because of long-term radiation to the computer,

The man’s eyes were dull, like a mist, dull, dull and hollow.

Under his messy hair, his cheeks are deeply sunken, without a trace of extra flesh,

The lips are also dry, and there is a bit of unhealthy disease in the white.

The whole person is like a skeleton of walking bones, curled up in a large closet, trembling slightly, as if afraid of something.

On the computer screen in front of you, a small dialog box is at the top,

The love sent by the other party is still there.

Red, soft and cute.

The man stared blankly, seeming a little dazed,

When a message is sent from the other party, this action has been maintained until now.

Several hours have passed, but the man seemed to be unable to feel the stiffness and soreness of his body, staring motionlessly, his eyes staring blankly.

There is a dead silence in the dark closet.

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The next day.

It's raining again in the sky.

The heavy rain fell cracklingly, splashed on the ground, converged into water, and flowed down the eaves.

Mu Qiusheng woke up early in the morning,

Busy to collect water for leaking roof.

The crack in the ceiling really opened. Once it rains heavily, rainwater will constantly seep in.

Mu Qiusheng was busy picking up things to pick up water, for fear that the rain would wet the things in the house.

Tossing for a long time,

She reluctantly put the water container in all the leaking places.

After she finished changing her clothes, she hurried out and ran to the company.