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Wang Jiao still looked at me with an aggrieved expression. I closed my eyes and pulled down my pants. "If you want to look, then quickly look. It's only for three seconds …"

Suddenly, my legs were separated by a great force. I was immediately enraged. What was Wang Jiao trying to do? Can you be a bit shameless?

Opening his eyes in anger, he found that his body could no longer move.

I called out to Bai Bai in my mind, but he didn't move at all, and I remembered that he hadn't interacted with me in the past few days. I just thought he was too old to talk.

Looking down with all my might, I saw a transparent, glass box floating directly above my lower abdomen. Isn't that the lunchbox that Wang Jiao brought me every day?!

Could it be that Wang Jiao …

The lights in the room suddenly went dark, leaving only the faint glow of the 'lunchbox'.

I felt that Wang Jiao's face was almost at the bottom of my body. Maybe it wasn't Wang Jiao. In her lower abdomen, could it be that her goal was for nothing?!

No matter how hard I struggled, my body couldn't move an inch.

Something cold crawled in from under me. It felt like a liquid, but it didn't seem like it. My heart, from its initial agitation and rage, had cooled down to my current bottomless despair.

White …

At some point, the light came back on and I seemed to be able to move. Struggling to get up, my body didn't really feel strange at all. Only my lower abdomen still felt a little cold.

The lunchbox was in my belly, full of black liquid. I grabbed it and threw it against the wall. Strangely, the liquid didn't spill out, and the box didn't break.

I pressed my palm against his belly, but it didn't warm him at all.

"Bai Bai!" "It's all for nothing!" No matter how he shouted, he didn't reply.

At this moment, only I was left in the room. I crazily smashed everything I could smash.

Looking at the "lunchbox" lying on the floor, I stuffed it into my schoolbag and blankly sat on the bus back home.

My heart has already accepted that it was for nothing. Even if I die for him, I will admit it. But now, without a reason to die, I was at a loss.

Like a ghost, I drifted home.

I didn't say anything to Min Hao. I felt like what I didn't say was still there; if I did, it would really disappear.

I had a stroke of luck, maybe it was still there, but I fell asleep as before.

After a deep sleep, I woke up to a familiar figure.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at a book.

"Song Nan …" My voice was hoarse and hard to hear.

He put down the book. His face was pale and stiff. He gave me a faint smile. I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I threw myself into his arms and cried.

I guess Song Nan came to my side after sensing that Bai Bai was in trouble, regardless of the injuries on his body.

The heavy guilt made me unable to calm down. I kissed his cold lips and used the tip of my tongue to pour out the grievances and unwillingness in my heart, almost fawning on him in return for his tolerance.

He was cold all over, except for one place that was hot enough to melt me. I clung to that place, hoping to drive away the emptiness and the cold.

When I lay exhausted on top of him, he gently stroked my long hair and whispered, "July, I miss you."

With that, he disappeared again. I fell back onto the bed and wrapped myself in a blanket. My mind was blank.

When I finally had the strength to get up, I called Wu Mi's cell phone.

"Wu Mi, who introduced Wang Jiao?" I asked directly when the phone was connected.

"Don't... Dont answer the phone... Feng... "Feng …" Before Wu Mi could say anything, Yue Zewei's voice came in intermittent waves.

"Who is it?" So the person who answered was not Wu Mi, but Feng Yilin?

I was in a bit of a mess. Normally, I would have hung up immediately, but I couldn't care less now.

"Feng Yilin, give your cell phone to Wu Mi, I have something important to do!"

Wu Mi recognized my voice and snatched the phone away from me. "July, what's the matter?"

Then, he whispered to Yue Zewei or Franklin, "Move by yourself, don't make a sound!"

"Who introduced you to Wang Jiao?" I asked again.

As if he didn't want to answer this question, he continued, "An old friend, I told you before …"

"Do you have his address?" "Give it to me!"

He hesitated for a long time before giving her an address. After finishing his sentence, he added, "He has been here for a long time, but the last time he said that he had something to do, and we haven't contacted each other for a long time. He knows that a few days ago, he asked me for my help …"

I couldn't hear what he said, because I felt familiar with the address! He should have seen it somewhere before …

Where is it?! Where is it?! I tried to think...

Suddenly, I remembered. The barbecue shop was there!

Cold sweat dripped from my palms. I heard that my voice was a little shaky, "Wu Mi, what kind of relationship do you have with him? What did you sell him? "

Wu Mi let both Feng Yilin and Yue Zaiwei out, then asked me, "How do you know?"

"Don't worry about how I know!" I want his current address! " Without a doubt, the bunch of people in the barbeque shop were the people who bought them from Wu Millet.

Perhaps that group of people had already set their sights on Bai Bai.

"July, don't get too excited. I'll pick you up in the car. Wait for me!" Wu Mi hung up the phone hastily after he finished speaking.

I want revenge, no matter who he is, even if I have to risk it all, I won't let him off!

After showering, he changed his clothes and tied his hair into a high ponytail. I'm going to pull myself together. I'm going to pull myself together.

I didn't call him Min Hao. It was my own fault, so there was no need to get him to pay with me.

Wu Mi came to pick me up. He had a lot of things in his car.

We were in a coastal city in the north, and the crowd had fled to a small fishing village on the southern coast.

Wu Mi saw that my expression was bad and didn't dare to say anything. Except for the occasional visit to the bathroom in the service area, we kept on walking, but Wu Mi was not a human being and didn't look tired at all.

On the third day, Wu Mi finally asked me, "July, can you tell me what happened? Why did you go to him? "

I didn't answer Wu Mi, but asked him, "Can I beat him?"

Wu Mi didn't have any intention of comforting me, "If I can't beat him, even if there's ten of you, or even if there's a hundred people, I still can't win against a single finger of him."

"What about you? Can you beat him? " When I finished, I realized that I was a little aggressive. It wasn't Wu Millet who had hurt me, and I shouldn't have done this to him.