Mo zhongkai knew that after tonight, he would either be on the road of exile, or he might not see the sun tomorrow.
Mo zhongkai sat in the car, leaving at 8 p.m. And waiting at the door until dawn.
he had thought a lot in four hours. it was enough for him to recall his past 30 years and roughly look forward to the future.
when he looked into the future, he couldn't help but laugh at himself. did he still have a future?
He looked out of the car window. The rain had not stopped, nor did it seem to be getting any lighter. The lightning and thunder were still rumbling, and bolts of lightning flashed in front of his eyes.
When mo zhongkai looked at lightning, he thought that what he was doing now could be considered as betraying his declaration after he joined the Army.
Then, would Qianqian be struck by lightning?
However, it was clear that the probability of being struck by lightning was very small. He had been in the car for so long and nothing had happened.
