It was only a short night.
Those few people who seemed like they wouldn't say anything even if they died suddenly started to break down,
"I'll say it, I'll say it, I'll say it..."
This person was about to cry. He was covered in Snot and tears,
"Please let me go."
He sat on the chair in a fixed direction. He had been staring at the candle for more than a night.
He couldn't even blink his eyes..
This person wasn't afraid of being beaten or dying, but he really couldn't bear this kind of mental injury.
As for those brothers..
Whoever could persevere would persevere.
He couldn't be left or right anymore!
Qin Yiyi had just finished his first class, and Liu Fanzhi was grinding her to go out with him tomorrow.
At this moment, a call came in.
She glanced at Liu Fanzhi and reached out to answer the call,
"Brother Shang? Any News? Okay, I'll be home in a while."
