President and Cinderella

Except for the "useless person" at the beginning, Mu Chen's topic avoided Gu Pei intentionally or unintentionally.

Chatting with Mu Chen casually, I sigh in my heart that time seems to pass in a blink of an eye.It has been too long since the last time we met, it has been eight years in a blink of an eye.

I don't know if eight years can change a person, but at least I don't see any traces of age on Mu Chen, this person is still a face that deserves a beating.

Well, a face that is a bit aggressive, a bit indifferent, and very kind.

That night, I had a dream.

I dreamed that I met Gu Pei in college, got to know each other, and fell in love with each other.

Like other couples, we walked hand in hand on the Indus Avenue on campus, kissed on the Ferris wheel, and watched the fireworks display in the sea of ​​people.

We say goodnight to each other every day, make video calls when we miss each other, and say sweet and greasy love words to each other.

Every frame is perfect.

Then meet the parents, propose, and get married.

The main tone of the wedding is white.White bouquets, white balloons, white suits, white wedding dresses.

Gu Pei walked towards me with a smile, held my hand, and gave me a reverent kiss.

Then, I watched as Gu Peicong took out a gun and aimed it between my eyebrows - and fired a shot.

Before falling down, Gu Pei leaned close to my ear and whispered: "Lin Ran, you want to kill me, you deserve to die."

In the pure white, there seemed to be something particularly dazzling.What is it, I try hard to see clearly.

Oh, it turned out to be my blood.

I woke up with a start.

It was pitch black all around, I turned on my phone, it was 02:30 in the morning.

I sat on this bed that I used to sleep with Gu Pei, with my hands wrapped around my knees, and my face deeply buried in it.

The night in the villa area was not so quiet, there were cheers and booing from time to time.I don't know who honked the car horn, the sound was bright and long, and it was extremely arrogant.I was so noisy that I regained consciousness a little bit.

It is estimated that the rich second generations in the villa area are having a midnight carnival.I was thinking wildly.

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It's a foreshadowing, pay attention to the loud horn?????