Chapter 1131 Good Night, Sickly Brother (End)

After Leng Yansi left, she sat alone in Du Jiusheng's bedroom.

His breath seemed to still linger in the air, and the light breath filled her brain.

She put in the videotape like a machine, and that familiar voice appeared on the TV screen.

A party at Leng Yansi's villa.

Everyone seemed to have been drinking for a long time. The table was full of fine red wine and was already half empty.

Du Jiusheng was holding a glass of 73-year-old whiskey in his hand, with a blush on his beautiful cheeks and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was extremely handsome.

"Hey, I'm talking about Jiu Sheng, among the thousands of flowers, there isn't one you like?" Leng Yansi seemed to be drunk and actually started teasing him.

The next second, there were two more ice cubes in his red wine.

Du Jiu Sheng shook his glass lightly and said, "She will appear in five years."

"Hey, brother, can you predict the future?" Leng Yansi raised his eyebrows and said, "Then tell me, what is the person you like?"

"Ah -" Mi Tang looked a little frustrated and pouted as she said, "Who are you waiting for? It won't show up until five years later..."

"Brother Jiu Sheng, five years is too long, why not choose honey! I think honey is very good."

"That's right!"

A group of people were having fun and talking to each other, full of teasing scandals.

As everyone knows, the next second Du Jiu Sheng had a cold look on his face and chuckled: "If she appears, I will only love her. If she doesn't appear, I will never marry her for the rest of my life."

"Fuck!"

"Oh my God!"

"Can't you tell, Jiu Sheng, you are so infatuated!?"

"Wait a minute -" In order to prevent the red wine from freezing, Leng Yansi drank the red wine in the glass in one breath, looked at him and asked: "Then when will your future girl show up in five years?"

"December 3rd." He raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes flickering.

"real or fake?"

"Uh-huh -" He took a sip of red wine and said, "Besides, only one of us can survive."

This was a dream he had had repeatedly over the years. As a Dujia with supernatural powers, he knew very well what meaning this dream had to him.

It seemed that he had never thought that he would give up his life for a girl.

But later he became obsessed with this matter to the end.

She couldn't remember what was playing behind the videotape. She only knew that she felt asleep afterward.

In front of him was his conceited and proud look, and in front of him was his paranoid and domineering look, as if he had been sleeping for a long time.

When she woke up, she seemed to feel some kind of call.

At three o'clock in the morning, she got up from bed. Wearing his favorite moon-white sweater and black plaid skirt.

Mac lipstick in strawberry color, Chanel No. 7 perfume.

Dress up and show up in your best attire.

Driving Du Jiusheng's luxurious Mercedes towards the cemetery, one person dug out the ashes she had buried with her own hands from the cemetery.

It's snowing lightly in the sky, and the train's gears are whirring, thinking...

She held his urn and walked step by step until a breeze blew by and a long, drawn-out whistle sounded violently.

A bright light hit her eyes. She stood in the middle of the track, closed her eyes, and hugged the things in her arms tightly.

The scene of their first encounter flashed before my eyes——

The first time: He took out the gun in his arms, pointed it at her head and said, "I'll give you ten seconds to tell me the purpose of coming here."

She said: "I am your little fan!"

The second time: After reaching out like a gentleman, he gently picked up the back of her hand, kissed it slightly and said, "Hello, I'm Du Jiusheng. Nice to meet you." "

She said: "Long time no see, Mr. Du Jiu Sheng."

[Ding—The host has completed the task. 】