"Hello?"
"Lian Jiulin, I want to ask you a question——"
"You!"
"You've been using me from the beginning, right?" The cold wind wrinkled a thin back, and his voice was filled with mist.
"Yes, do you have any questions?" The man who answered the phone was impatient.
"Nothing more, I just want to give you a gift!"
The thin back and face looked at the opposite glass window, showing a pale smile, and jumped off the tall building.
Intention: Fish in the pond think of the old abyss
