If he hadn't met back then, he might have had another ending. Don't hide here for so many years.

"good!"

Ye Fan did not talk nonsense, picked up the old cat, put it on a rocking chair, and moved it to the window.

As soon as the window opened, the wind and rain poured in instantly, wetting the old cat's vicissitudes of face.

Ye Fan brought him a bottle of wine and poured him whiskey.

"Thank you."

The old cat drank all the whiskey in the cup, and then leaned against the cabinet to watch the wind and rain.

He was tightly dressed, his expression was calm, and the changing scenes in his eyes were like watching his ups and downs.

He could not feel the pain or the heartbreak, only a sensation of sadness that was difficult to speak.

Then, his aftermath saw Ye Fan bow slightly and retreat.

At the same time, Yuan Qingyi stepped in.

She picked up the old cat's gun and put the bullet on the back of his head:

“Go along the way!”

Trigger pull.
Chapter completed!