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"Ten years of forgetfulness, Mo Lichuan" 722

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Ever since Mo Lichuan had come to this conclusion in his mind, he had become full of hostility.

The aura around him was like a thousand-year-old ice cellar.

His fingers unconsciously clenched into fists.

The veins on his forehead bulged.

For the first time in his life, Mo Lichuan had the urge to kill.

That destructive feeling was like a wild beast, roaring in his chest, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

In the end, Mo Lichuan still turned around and left.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions while standing there.

Mo Lichuan returned to the car.

He fumbled for a pack of cigarettes from the car.

One after another, the car was filled with smoke.

He had some problems with his body these days, going to the United States.

Firstly, it was for the company's matters, and secondly, it was also to recuperate his body.

The doctor forced him to lend him the cigarettes.

But now, he could not help but start smoking.

Uncomfortable, it was too uncomfortable.

For the first time, Mo Lichuan felt as if his body was being peeled off by a sharp dagger.

His skin was torn apart, his bones were separated, it was as if he was being cut into a thousand pieces.

Mo Lichuan started the engine.

The car was speeding on the city's congested viaduct.

All he could see were cars.

Mo Lichuan, on the other hand, was passing them one by one.

The hands on the speedometer kept speeding up.

The strength under Mo Lichuan's feet was also getting stronger and stronger.

The car seemed to be about to fly up in the next second.

When the other cars saw his car pass by, they would always curse with lingering fear, "driving so fast, are you looking for death? "

Mo Lichuan felt that deep down in his heart, he was looking for death.

Because at this moment, living was a hundred times more painful than dying.

He could also clearly see the scenery outside the window moving back rapidly like a movie.

And in the next second, he was going to hit the guardrail.

At this moment, Mo Lichuan even felt very happy that it would be better if he hit the guardrail like this and was smashed into pieces.

Perhaps this way, he would be free!

Yes, this way, he would be free

No one knew how painful and struggling his heart was!

Mo Lichuan found that he had fallen in love with that girl a long time ago!

Even he himself felt that this might be the most ridiculous thing in the world.

That girl was raised by him.

He was so much older than her.

Moreover, in the law, he was her brother-in-law and also her guardian.

However, he could not help but fall in love with her.

From then on, he had been living in a painful conflict.

He had thought that seeing that girl every day would be enough.

But in the end, he didn't expect that girl to fall in love.

This was a fatal torture for him.

It was like his most precious and priceless treasure, which he had to hand over to others sooner or later.