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Chen Jiguang still did not respond. He was like a soulless puppet, beating or scolding without saying a word.

It was still a security guard who came over to pull him up to make the scene less chaotic.

Gao Shiliang's face was covered in tears, but his expression was particularly fierce, as if he wanted to kill the man in front of him.

"Chen Jiguang, Master Chen! Don't you like Xien? Are you very capable? Then why are you where you were when Liang Liang was tortured? Where are you when she was the most helpless and scared? Why is it that she has something to do with you when she dies?!"

The sound of hissing finally made Chen Jiguang react a little. He raised his eyes and looked confused: "What did you say..."

Being tortured by Liang Liang...

Wasn't this voluntary?

If not...

Panic surged into his heart like a flood. Chen Jiguang walked quickly to Gao Shiliang like crazy, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and widened his blood-stained eyes.

"Tell me clearly! What does it mean that she is tortured... Didn't she volunteer?"

Gao Shiliang closed his eyes, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and he choked for a few times before saying hoarsely: "She... has never been voluntary, and Liang Liang has always been forcing her...she, she..."

Gao Shiliang could no longer say the following words and started crying.

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After that, Chen Jiguang was locked in the room alone and stayed for three days without eating or drinking. Chen's father was so worried. He was very angry about Chen Jiguang's suicide behavior and almost opened the door.

Three days later, the back door finally opened. The man was wearing a black shirt and his hair was meticulous. He seemed to have not changed anything except for being thinner.

When Chen's father looked at Chen Jiguang like this, his whole body of words stuck in his throat.

It was not until Chen Jiguang walked past him that Chen's father came back to his senses.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Jiguang did not look back, he said.

"I'll go see her."

She doesn't need to guess who this is.

Standing in front of Wen Xien's tomb, Chen Jiguang looked quietly for a while, without saying anything or crying.

Winter is coming, autumn almost leaves in a hurry, and it often rains leave not very beautiful traces.

Snowflakes floated in the sky, and the bodyguards held him a black umbrella, which contrasted with his black outfit, making him look even more bleak and desolate.

Chen Jiguang reached out to catch a snowflake, and his godless eyes stared at the snowflake melting into water, feeling a little chill.

The heart seems to have lost its sensation.

Numbness, stiffness.

After a long time, he said to his subordinates: "Let's go, it's time for us to go back."

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Chen Jiguang returned to normal after returning home.

Eat normally, have a normal schedule, and quickly get better.

Then half a year later, he personally destroyed the Liang family.

The Liang family never thought that Chen Jiguang would suddenly go crazy.

And the method of dying together is used.

Liang Liang didn't care. He looked at him like a bystander, watching Chen Jiguang bit people like a mad dog.

The only thing that was not very good is that Wen Xien never came to his dream, but he really hated him so he didn't want to look at him.

I don't even want to leave a thought for him.

It was snowing heavily today. Chen Jiguang came to a milk tea shop. There was snow on his shoulders and hair. He did not deal with it, but ordered two cups of milk tea.

There is no one in this milk tea shop now. Chen Jiguang sat in a window seat and soon the waiter brought the milk tea. He inserted the straw and did not drink it himself, but placed it on the opposite position, and then lowered his head to drink his own.

The waiter next to him was no longer surprised. The gentleman came back almost every once in a while, and ordered two portions of milk tea, put a cup of milk tea opposite the empty one, as if there was someone on the other side, which was quite strange.

It was not until dark that Chen Jiguang left. He did not drive over, but took the bus and sat by the window on the bus. This was where Wen Xien had taken the seat before. He looked at the scenery outside and was fascinated.

He returned to the villa in the middle of the night. Chen Jiguang turned on the light and was stinged by the strong light. He lowered his head and took off his coat.

"Chen Jiguang."

Suddenly hearing the soft and soft voice, Chen Jiguang's eyes widened and looked up at the sofa in the living room, but found that it was empty and there was no shadow?

Chen Jiguang felt his breathing a little suffocated, and his nose felt sore, and he rubbed his eyebrows, "It's really..."

Over the past few years, he has had hallucinations and auditory hallucinations about Wen Xien several times.

I take it seriously every time, but it is just a mirror and a moon that breaks when touched.

Perhaps there were too many such hallucinations, and Chen Jiguang's spirit began to be abnormal. Every time he saw Wen Xien, smiling at him, crying at him, expressionless at him, and expressionless at him, but when he touched him, he had nothing left.

In fact, this is great. As long as you don’t touch it, you will be there all the time? What if you deceive yourself and make your heart less painful?

But one day, Chen Jiguang could not see it, and there was no more. The only comforting fantasy disappeared. Chen Jiguang could no longer hold on. He couldn't sleep at night, and even if he took medicine, he couldn't sleep. After that, he had a very torment of every day.

He forced himself to have a good meal, but he had no appetite at all.

I forced myself to sleep well, but after lying down, I could only count numbers in my mind, and I didn't feel sleepy until dawn.

This made him aged several years, a man in his twenties, and at his prime, he had several silver hair.

On such days, Chen Jiguang was wrapped in loneliness.

The world in which I am is quiet and terrifying.

I can only hear my desperate heartbeat and breathing.

But at least at that time, he still had fantasy to support himself in his life.

And now, he can't even find a target.

Even the photos were touched by him. This torture made him particularly irritable and irritable. A very small thing could stimulate his nerves and make him crazy.

It took ten years like this.

Year after year, he struggled alone in the mud, suffocating.

Can't get through it anymore.

Chen Jiguang looked at himself in the mirror, with a few more hair whiter and many fine lines on his face. He was a little distressed. If Wen Xien was still there, he would definitely dislike him for being ugly.

He took out the album hidden in the cabinet, spread it on the bed, changed his clothes and took a shower, then took a glass of water and placed it on the bedside table, and lay back on the bed.

He took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer, filled with white pills.

After taking the water cup, Chen Jiguang raised his head and swallowed at least dozens of sleeping pills in the water.

Then lie flat on the bed, with your hands folded over your chest and abdomen.

The effect of the medicine occurs, as if the soul is being stripped away.

The handsome man chuckled his lips and chuckled softly.

His face was relieved.

? ?Good night

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(End of this chapter)
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