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When Aunt Wang brought him a glass of red wine and some snacks from downstairs, she knew that he definitely hadn't eaten dinner. There were also a few pieces of cheese on the tray that Huo Lianqing had bought when she was there. She liked to eat snacks, which was the same as other girls her age. There were all kinds of snacks, and the fridge was always full.

At the sound of the door, Ambowen turned her head and saw Wang Sister-in-law walking in with a push wheel.

"Sir, here's your wine." Ann Bowen liked to drink a glass of red wine every night before she went to bed, a habit that Aunt Wang always remembered.

"Put it there." An Bowen said indifferently.

"Sir, perhaps Miss Huo has something to attend to and will be back in a few days."

There seemed to be a smile on Amber's face. Wang Shishi had nothing else to say, so she turned and left after closing the door. Umbo looked at the goblet in the darkness, as if he were dancing alone. He raised his wine cup and drained it in one gulp. The night had just begun and he did not know when it would end.

He sat on the bed for a while, then grabbed his car keys and went out, speeding down the street. The windows were open on both sides, and the wind was howling in from both sides, making it almost impossible to hear anything else.

Umbo went to a nightclub. Inside, there were dejected music and gloomy people. He found a conspicuous place to sit down.

Looking at the people who were shuttling back and forth around him, he suddenly saw a familiar figure. When Blue Smoke saw Umbo, she wasn't the least bit shocked. Her face had a cold and elegant expression. She was wearing a short, dark green skirt that fell just below her hips. Her face was covered with smoky makeup, making her look more mature. The way she was dressed did not match her age or temperament at all. Her hair was all over her shoulders, neither too long nor too short.

He didn't think that he would meet her here. After what happened last time, he felt that he had gone too far. She was clearly innocent, yet he was still hurting her like that.

"Is it a person?" Lan Yan asked as he sat beside him.

"Why are you here?" He frowned at her.

"I came to find something exciting to play with. What's wrong? "Surprised?" The tone of Lan Yan's voice was a little strange, making people feel uncomfortable. He only felt that the gazes of the surrounding men were all on Bluesmoke. An Bowen faintly smiled.

"Are you willing to provoke me?"

"Of course you would if you needed it." Blue Smoke answered simply and clearly.

Without waiting for her to react, Umbo had already wrapped his arms around her waist, and his lips had already touched hers without any warning. Following that, the light of the downcast lamp caused them to kiss passionately.

Some around him were envious, some were disdainful, but all of them paid no attention to it. They just banished themselves in such a state of passion. Soon, they were panting and hissing. Lan Yan's face was red, and his breath was messy. It was unknown when he had already been reported by Amber. He walked outside and put it in the car. The blue smoke was very cooperative, so he sat there quietly.

He drove the car without a word. The car speed was not fast because he was already a little tired. He felt a little tired after such a night.

When he reached the door of his apartment, he reached for the lock and heard it click open.

An Bowen pulled Blue Smoke into the room. Before Blue Smoke had time to think, he had already given her a lingering kiss. He hadn't spoken to her in any words, he had only been wrapped up in pure passion. The moonlight outside the window was as cool as water. When it shone on the bed, Umbo had already fallen asleep. The blue smoke wrapped itself in the quilt and lay down beside him to look at him.

His handsome facial features had a fine outline, and his sleeping appearance was very quiet. He wasn't as cold and ruthless as when he was awake. The blue smoke gently touched his brows. He seemed to sense something. The corner of his mouth slightly moved, but her hand stopped at the corner of his eye. Feeling his eyes swivel, Obo Wen suddenly opened his eyes. Blue Smoke was so scared that she shook her hand. Her fingernails scraped against his eyelids and immediately left a red mark.

"I'm sorry." He frowned as he looked at her.

Suddenly, with a twist of the body, he pressed her down and kissed her lips. At first, the strength was still okay, but it slowly turned into biting and tearing. Her body trembled under his body and she struggled with all her might, but she couldn't struggle free from his restraints. His breath was thick and warm, as if he were burning her to ashes. Her shoulders and chest were covered with bruises and bite marks.

In the end, she gave up on struggling because she knew that she couldn't struggle out at all. Thus, she resigned herself to her fate and let him bully her. He kept shouting out a name. As Lan Yan listened attentively, he seemed to be shouting "Lianqing", as if he was talking crazy.

Lan Yan finally realized that he thought of himself as someone else, something worse than he had expected. Tears couldn't help but roll down her cheeks. An Bowen felt a bitter taste in his mouth before he suddenly let go of her. He was looking at a sad and sad face. Two streams of tears were already flowing down his face. He reached out and touched her cheek. Her body was trembling slightly.

He quickly got out of bed, put on his clothes, and turned his back to her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She didn't say anything. She just lightly put on her clothes, then went to the bathroom to wash her face. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail. This made her even more real. Her face was calm and white, untainted by lead.

"I'm leaving!" She turned and walked out with her head down.

However, she was suddenly pulled by him. She was stunned for a moment before a magnetic voice sounded out from the top of her head.

"It's too late. Stay here." He pulled her back with him and carried the pillow into the living room. He was clearly on the verge of death just a moment ago, but at this moment, he clearly understood what was going on. She wanted to slap him and leave in anger, but she found that she had lost all her strength. In such a dejected world, they were all the same type of people. Walking alone as corpses and walking solitarily was not a bad thing for them to rely on to comfort each other.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, tossing and turning, he couldn't fall asleep. Memories of the past were like a bird that had its door opened, jumping right in front of his eyes. Blue Smoke was also thinking the same thing. She recalled the first time they met. At that time, she was filled with curiosity about everything in this world, and she was filled with imagination and beautiful dreams for him.

However, reality had broken everything. It was a cruel reality that broke all of her dreams. In just two short years, it felt like half a century had passed in this world. The light in the living room had already been turned off. She thought that Ambrose was asleep, so she quietly went into the kitchen to drink some water.

When she came back, she saw him sitting there in the dark, his eyes like the stars in the night, shining brightly.

"You didn't sleep?" Lan Yan asked.

"You didn't sleep either." An Bowen said indifferently.

Blue-Smoke walked to his side and sat down.

"Are you thinking about her?" Lan Yan asked.

"Who?" Umbo frowned and asked.

"The person you called out, didn't he make you think of her? It's great that you still have someone to think about. I don't even have someone to think about. " Lan Yan sighed.

"You look like him." Ambrose said.

"I know." Both of them fell into silence. Obo Wen leaned against the back of the sofa and let out a long sigh as he looked at the cigarette case on the coffee table. He thought of the last time he had smoked and decided against it. She sat there and slowly dozed off, but she didn't want to go back to her room to sleep. Neither of them wanted to be alone. They knew that Bluesmoke had fallen asleep as he sat there, breathing lightly. Seeing this, Obo Wen gently picked her up and put her back on the bed.

Her body was very light, like a ball of cotton. Holding it in his hand, he couldn't feel any weight at all. As he sat by the bed and watched her sleep peacefully, he once again thought of Huo Lianqing.

"Don't even think about it, it's just a woman." At least four or five times a day, he discovered, he had warned himself of this, but he still thought of her.