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……

The dead are dead, but the living will still live.

The body of the governor was taken away by air. His people should die and run. Now his organization has been scattered under their strong attack. After his death, the organization will no longer exist.

Rong Mo, Su mubai and Rong Yun should all be ready to go back.

The former two return to New York, their son is still waiting for them, Rong Yun ready to return to Rome.

After Chen Muli became pregnant, her stomach grew bigger day by day, and Rong Yun was waiting for their baby to be born.

After everyone's heart trouble is relieved, it doesn't mean that there will be no waves in the future. That's impossible. They still have a lot of things to deal with.

……

Rong Mo, Su mubai and his party left by plane, Bo Huan went to see them off.

Yes, Bo Huan hasn't left yet.

They all flew to different countries, and she was supposed to go back to Arthur's country, back to city b where they lived.

But

She didn't want to go back.

Before the arrival of the private plane, the wind blowing Rong and Bo Huan's hair are a little messy.

Rong Mei's hand fell on her shoulder and her eyes were deep. "Huanhuan, no matter what decision you make, I will support you. You should know that there are many people around you."

How can she not know Bo Huan's thoughts? There are many problems between her and Arthur. Many things are not as simple as I like you and you like me.

Huan: "thin..."

Let me step forward, give her a tight hug, and then in her ear to say: "Huan, you are the best, I am proud of you."

Then she let go of her and laughed at her.

Rong Mei turned to leave, waved his hand and didn't look back.

Bo Huan looked at her back and pulled her lips.

Is she the best?

She didn't know why she said that.

Arthur is the prime minister's son, and her family rejects her as a multiple personality disorder.

She's encouraging herself and doesn't want to think too much.

In fact, for such a long time, she has already seen it.

It's no big deal whether you're sick or not. There's no need for multiple personality disorder to make you feel inferior and humble.

Stay with others, care about your own problems and go away.

Even if it is Arthur.

She never forces anyone to be with her.

Watching them all get on the private plane, she twitches her lips, whether they can see it or not, waves at the plane and turns away.

……

In fact, no one knows more about what she should do later.

In Algeria, it is a busy bar district in the old city.

In a pub.

A Spanish song is playing in the bar, which is dynamic and hot. In the wine pool, there are many men and women dancing with their glasses.

Bo Huan sat in front of the bar, drinking alone.

When it's all over, she doesn't wear a human skin mask any more. She's what she was.

Although she is beautiful, her temperament is cold and cold, and her inhuman appearance makes it hard for people to get close to her.

The door of the tavern seemed to have been opened.

Someone came in.

Maybe his aura is different from that of ordinary people. When he walks in all the way, people around him can't help but give way.

He went all the way to her.

He waved to the bartender, "two tequilas."

Thin Huan eyelid son did not lift, low voice way, "how, do you want to intoxicate me, or do you want to intoxicate yourself?"

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