How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 715 Extra Story

  Chen Jiguang still did not respond, he was like a puppet without a soul, beating and scolding silently.

   There were security guards who came to pull it to make the scene less chaotic.

   Gao Shiliang's face was full of tears, but his expression was extremely fierce, as if he wanted to kill the man in front of him.

"Chen Jiguang, Young Master Chen! Don't you like Xi En? Aren't you very capable? Then why were you when she was tortured in Liang Liang! Where were you when she was most helpless and scared! Why is she the only one? It has nothing to do with you until you die?!"

   These hissing words finally made Chen Jiguang react a little bit. He raised his eyes and looked confused: "What did you say..."

   Tortured beside Liang Liang...

   Isn't this Wen Xien's will?

if not……

   Panic rushed to the bottom of his heart like a flood, Chen Jiguang hurriedly walked to Gao Shiliang like a madman, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and widened his bloodshot eyes.

   "You speak clearly! What is her torture... Isn't she willing?"

   Gao Shiliang closed his eyes, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and after choking, he said hoarsely: "She...never voluntarily, Liangliang has always been persecuting her...she, she..."

After   , Gao Shiliang couldn't speak any longer, so he burst into tears.

  ——

   Afterwards, Chen Jiguang was locked in his room alone for three days without food or drink. Father Chen was heartbroken. He was so angry at Chen Jiguang's suicide that he almost demolished the door.

  Three days later, the back door finally opened. The man was wearing a black shirt and his hair was meticulous. He didn't seem to have changed much except for being thinner.

   Father Chen looked at Chen Jiguang like this, all the words stuck in his throat.

   It was not until Chen Jiguang walked past him that Father Chen came back to his senses.

   "Where are you going?"

  Chen Jiguang did not look back, he said.

   "I'll go see her."

   She knew who it was without having to guess.

   Standing in front of Wen Xi'en's tomb, Chen Jiguang watched quietly for a while, without speaking or crying.

  Winter is here, and autumn is almost gone in a hurry, and it often rains and leaves a trace that is not very beautiful.

   There were snowflakes in the sky, and the bodyguard gave him a black umbrella, which made him look more and more bleak and desolate.

  Chen Jiguang stretched out his hand to pick up a snowflake, staring at the snowflake melting into water, feeling a little cool.

   The heart seems to have lost its feeling.

   Numbness, stiffness.

   After a long time, he said to his opponent: "Let's go, we should go back."

  ——

   Chen Jiguang returned to normal after returning home.

   Eat normally, work and rest normally, and you will quickly recover your spirits.

   Then after half a year, he personally destroyed the Liang family.

  The Liang family never thought that Chen Jiguang would suddenly go crazy.

   And the method of perishing is used.

  Liang Liang didn't care, he watched like a bystander, watching Chen Jiguang bite people like a mad dog.

   The only bad thing is that Wen Xien never came to his dreams, but he really hated him so much that he didn't want to come to see him.

   He didn't want to leave even a single thought to him.

  It was snowing heavily today. Chen Jiguang came to a milk tea shop. His shoulders and hair were covered with snow. He didn't deal with it, but ordered two cups of milk tea.

There is no one in this milk tea shop now. Chen Jiguang sat in a position by the window, and soon the waiter brought the milk tea up. He inserted the straw and did not drink it by himself, but placed it on the opposite side, and then I just lowered my head and drank my own.

The waiter next to    is not surprised. This gentleman comes back almost every once in a while, and then ordered two milk teas. One cup of milk tea was inserted and placed opposite the empty one, as if the other party was someone, which was very strange.

Chen Jiguang didn't leave until it was dark. He didn't drive over, but came by bus and sat by the window on the bus. This is where Wen Xien sat before. He looked at the scenery outside and entered. god.

   He returned to the villa in the middle of the night. Chen Jiguang turned on the light and was stinged by the strong light. He lowered his head and took off his coat.

   "Chen Jiguang."

   Hearing the soft and waxy voice suddenly, Chen Jiguang widened his eyes and looked up at the sofa in the living room, only to find that it was empty, where is the shadow?

  Chen Jiguang felt a little suffocated in his breath, the tip of his nose was sore, and he rubbed his brow bone, "Really..."

   Over the past few years, he had several hallucinations and auditory hallucinations about Wen Xien.

   Take it seriously every time, but every time it’s just like a mirror, and it breaks when you touch it.

Maybe it's because there are too many hallucinations like this, and Chen Jiguang's spirit begins to be abnormal. Every time he sees Wen Xien, he smiles at him, weeps at him, and has no expression on his face. Any expression, but it goes away. Touch and there is nothing.

   In fact, that's fine, as long as you don't touch it, it's always there? If self-deception can make the heart less painful, why not.

   But one day Chen Jiguang couldn't see it anymore, no more, the only illusion of comfort disappeared, Chen Jiguang couldn't hold it any longer, he couldn't sleep at night, even if he took medicine, and he lived a very torment every day after that.

   He forced himself to eat well, but he had no appetite at all.

   Forced myself to sleep well, but after lying down, I could only count the numbers in my head, and I didn't sleep until dawn.

   This made him a few years older all of a sudden. A man in his twenties, at his prime, already had several silver hairs.

   In such days, Chen Jiguang was wrapped in loneliness.

   The world in which we live is quiet and terrifying.

   can only hear his own desperate heartbeat and breathing.

   But at least at that time, he still had fantasies to support himself to live.

   And now, he can't even find a target.

   Even the photos were unevenly touched by him. This torture made him particularly irritable and irritable. Even a small thing could stimulate his nerves and drive him crazy.

   It's been ten years like this.

   Year after year, he struggled in this mud alone, choking with pain.

   can't get over it.

  Chen Jiguang looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was white again, and there were many fine lines on his face. He was a little distressed. If Wen Xien was still there, he would definitely dislike him as ugly.

   He took out the photo album hidden in the cabinet, spread it out on the bed, changed his clothes and took a shower, then took a glass of water and put it on the bedside table and lay back on the bed.

   He took out a medicine bottle from the drawer, which was filled with white pills.

   took the water glass, Chen Jiguang raised his head and swallowed at least dozens of sleeping pills with water.

   Then lie flat on the bed with your hands folded on your chest and abdomen.

   The effect of the medicine strikes, as if the soul is being stripped away.

  The handsome man smiled lightly with the corners of his lips hooked.

   His face was relieved.

Good night

   (end of this chapter)