After that night between them, in the blink of an eye, a week passed. Shen's group, the point of work arrived, the man quickly picked up the car keys on the table, toward the basement, hurriedly went. The car drove, drove out of the basement, the car sped on the elevated, his heart, are flying back home. Winter twilight in the Shen family manor, cloaked in a layer of twilight, the sky is dark fast, only two rows of street lamps are brightly extinguished, black iron gates, but also more than in summer, more stable, just in this black, the whole manor are seemingly lifeless, incomparably dull. Black Bentley car, with headlights, toward the gate is open to both sides of the door into the in, wherever, the ground on the manor gardener did not have time to finger the dead leaves, playing with the rolls raised and in the Bentley car drove away, behind it, playing with the rolls fell. &nb
Last Updated : 2024-01-22
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