Chapter 925

Not in clean, not in straight clothes will not cover up his handsome.

Peach blossom eyes are still eye-catching.

The boss brought up the meal.

Medium weight.

Qiao Chuan quietly looked at the cover and watered the rice for a minute, and then took a bite in the eyes of the boss.

The oil is too much, the meat is not fresh, and the fried meat is too old. It's not spicy enough. The rice is not made today.

As soon as he entered, he could find out no less than ten shortcomings of the meal.

But he still ate half of the meal.

As he walked out of the snack bar, he lifted his sleeves and saw a watch.

Nine o'clock.

This is the limited edition released by Hennessy last year. He can still sell for millions of dollars.

But it's too bad for a man to live on the sale.

The body is very uncomfortable, stomach tumbling, just like the entrance of the spicy fried chicken in trouble.

He just stood there, waiting for the most uncomfortable time to pass.

It doesn't seem so cold today.

He didn't go back to the inn first.

There was nothing left. He was left with himself.

At twelve o'clock, he went into the dark.

The dim street lamps in this lane couldn't light anything clearly.

It's actually very, very far.

He thought about it when he left.

Now this embarrassed he is not worthy to see her.

But miss overflowing, finally occupied the reason.

He still in this night, walked a long night road, went to the sea water source.

Standing in the dark, looking at the light in the distance.

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today is Su Nian's third day in the closed area.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked out the window at the white snow.

The rest are making snowmen outside.

The sound is very small, only the sound of broken snowflakes.

She's focused on the snow again.

At noon, Zhou Xiaoli called.

She was silent there for a long time. After a long time, she called out, "Su Nian."

"Well."

Zhou Xiaoli covers her mouth and leans on the sofa.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Qiao Chuan jumped down from the Changheng bridge.

The body just came out.

The pulse on Su Nian's wrist holding the mobile phone is beating. This is life.

She lifted the quilt and stepped on the ground.

Remnant son says gently, "Auntie, you wake up."

Sunian walked out of the cabin, and the rest of her son was waiting for her outside the door, looking up at her.

Su Nian touched his head and left without saying a word.

It will take a long time to get back to Beicheng.

She parked her car at the police station before dark.

Winter night, always come very fast.

Zhou Xiaoli stood there and watched her coming. She bit her teeth and didn't go too far.

It's cruel.

Feng Sinian was crying in the room.

This cold winter, Qiao Chuan will be the last sensational news, he will also be the most unforgettable news of the year.

All the forums are his posts.

It's all that happened to him before he died, what he said and did.

It's his last appearance.

Sunian was sitting alone on the sofa. The living room was quiet.

Gu Yi and pansao are in the kitchen, looking at her carefully, full of worry, but can't say anything.

Zhou Xiaoli stood at the door, motionless and silent.

Sunian went out again at two o'clock in the night.

She walked alone in the dark night, there was no sound, only her footsteps.

The sound of the sports car suddenly rang, and she turned her head.

"Qiao Chuan."

Su Nian on the couch sat up straight and looked at the wall of the cabin coldly.

It's snowing outside again, murmuring snow.

Left son outside the snowman, the sound of small snowflakes.

She picked up the phone slowly.

Look at the time.

Eleven o'clock.

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when Su Nian called. Zhou Xiaoli went to Bo Yi.

She leaned against the door and asked seriously, "does this assumption include any time?"

Bo also stopped writing and looked at her, "not included."

Zhou Xiaoli turned and went out, taking the door of Bo Yi's room.

Sister pan brought Zhou Xiaoli a cup of hot tea from the kitchen.

Zhou Xiaoli whispered something to Su Nian and hung up the phone worried.

Pansao then asked, "lawyer Zhou, is something wrong?"Zhou Xiaoli looked at her and took a sip of the hot tea. Then she said slowly, "what happened to Qiao Chuan."