Tang Shi was discharged from the hospital.

Bo Ye thought that Tang Shi had calmed down temporarily, and watched her return to the ward, watching her lie down quietly, but unexpectedly, all of this was just a pretense, pretending that she was in peace and calm.

So later, when she went to the company on a thin night, Tang Shi went through the discharge procedures for herself. She cleaned herself up, wiped her wounds, and put on makeup. Her whole person was terrifyingly calm.

Just like a dying person's last moment of reflection.

When she was discharged from the hospital, Tang Shi left in a hurry. She bought a cake on the way home. When she got home, she tidied up the house. Then she burned a table of dishes, put the cake in the middle, put in candles, and then quietly

Watch quietly as the candle burns out.

It was as if what was burning was her life.

Tang Shi stared at the candle for a long time before softly saying, "Brother, happy birthday."

I'm sorry that I couldn't celebrate your birthday with you...and your life will always stay at 27 years old.

Tang Shi didn't cry. He sat down and started to eat by himself. Then he cut the cake and put it into small pieces. This portion was reserved for Tang Wei. If he knew that he couldn't make it to his uncle's birthday, he would definitely clamor for it.

cake.

Tang Shi could not send it to Bo's house to Tang Wei. She could no longer face Bo Ye.

Once faced, the uncontrollable pain and hatred deep in her heart will turn her into a devil, Bo Ye, the man who ruined her life, a nightmare that she can't escape even with all her strength!

Tang Shi's thoughts were occupied by sadness and pain. From the initial shock, to the later hoarseness, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, resisting the stinging pain of Bo Ye who was fighting for her life.

But only at this time, when she was alone in silence, the pain that was as fine and huge as the tide suddenly hit her. She was the most helpless and desperate, but she was so silent.

It turns out that the real despair is not crying to the sky and the earth, but being so lifeless.

Tang Shi's eyes were red. After eating, she cleared the table. She tried hard to smile, but the corners of her mouth were too heavy. She finally sat back on the sofa and buried her head deeply in her hands. Her body twitched like a trapped animal.

, letting out a low, suppressed roar.

It's like roaring through my own soul.

At this time, Tang Shi thought of someone, maybe this person could help her deliver the cake to Tang Wei, so Tang Shi went to touch her cell phone, only to find that it had been smashed at the door of Bo's house, and she... didn't have any communication tools with her.

Tang Shi was silent for a long time and decided to go out. She randomly picked a mobile phone in a mobile phone store downstairs and bought a new number. She went upstairs and returned home, found her business card and dialed the number.

After a long time, the other party connected, and Fu Muzhi's voice sounded colder than usual. He asked, "Who is it?"

Many thoughts ran through Tang Shi's mind, but he finally said, "Fu Muzhong, it's me, I am Tang Shi."

The name Tang Shi seemed to touch a certain nerve in Fu Muzhong's mind. The man's eyes deepened and he subconsciously asked, "Why did you change this mobile phone number?"

"I..." Tang Shi didn't know how to explain, "My mobile phone broke...at the door of Bo's house, I...I have something to ask you..."

At the door of Bo's house?

Tang poetry has reached this point, why is it still entangled with Bo Ye?

Anger that came from nowhere occupied Fu Muzhong's mind. No, he shouldn't have been angry in the first place. He was not someone who could be easily influenced...
Chapter completed!