Chapter 658
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Fu Muzhong didn't expect to call Bo Ye indirectly. In his impression, Bo Ye has never contacted him since Tang poetry completely tore his face. What's more, his aggressive behavior towards Tang poetry certainly made Bo Ye unhappy with him.
So at this moment, when Fu Mu finally saw Bo Ye's name on the caller ID, he was a little surprised.
He suddenly remembered that Boye had lost his memory. Maybe he had forgotten the previous period?
After hesitating for a few seconds to connect, the voice of that thin night was a little hasty, "Fu Muzhong, it's me."
Too long There is no such communication.
Fu Mu finally stopped, "well, I still have your number."
Originally thought and thin night this life will break up.
Bo ye asked there, "at the beginning Do you remember anything about Tang poetry? "
Hear thin night talk about this, Fu Mu end slightly frown, long time no see, but is to inquire about this?
"You want to know something, in detail, to be honest with me." Fu Muzhong lowered his voice. "Maybe I don't have what you want here."
"I want to know that the parents of Tang Shi in those days Where are you now
Bo Ye was silent for a long time, and finally said this sentence. At the same time, Fu Mu finally suddenly changed his expression, "how can suddenly..."
"Because I found something different..." Thin night looked at the darkness outside, there seems to be an unknown crisis spreading in the dark, "which is quite different from the truth of that year."
Perhaps the truth of cruelty is slowly unfolding in a gesture that we can't accept at all. From the back of a case of planting and framing in that year, countless enmities and grudges were involved.
Bo Ye said, "about the next thing, I hope you can keep Tang poetry from me..."
Fu Muzhong's eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and the sound of thin night keeps coming into his ears until the last sentence -
before the end of my life, I want to stop all the sins of Tang poetry.
Fu Mu is so stunned that he almost can't grasp the mobile phone. Is Bo Ye Have you been expecting this all the time?
How long has he planned for such a big game of chess, or how far has his foresight gone?
Is the night, swallowing all love and hate, deeper and deeper
******
Tang poetry was sent back by Cong Shan on that day. Later, Bo ye came back with a serious expression, as if there were many unfathomable secrets hidden in the past. She looked a few more doubtfully, the man still frowned beautiful eyebrows, there was a thick fog in his eyes.
This question was not understood until Tang Shi came home. Later, Tang Wei murmured, "has he recovered his memory?"
After all, that kind of expression, only before the thin night will have.
Tang poetry did not speak.
Only Cong Shan kept the same silence, he never seemed to be indifferent to everything around him, no matter what things can not touch his bottom line.
Only when Tang poetry is related to Tang poetry, this man who is as motionless as a mountain will have some mood swings.
Late that night, Tang Shi received a text message with only one word. The sender was anonymous and seemed to be good at coding. This format even reminds Tang poetry of the feeling when they received a Bluetooth picture abroad.
The mysterious man said only one word.
"One."
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Fu Muzhong didn't expect to call Bo Ye indirectly. In his impression, Bo Ye has never contacted him since Tang poetry completely tore his face. What's more, his aggressive behavior towards Tang poetry certainly made Bo Ye unhappy with him.
So at this moment, when Fu Mu finally saw Bo Ye's name on the caller ID, he was a little surprised.
He suddenly remembered that Boye had lost his memory. Maybe he had forgotten the previous period?
After hesitating for a few seconds to connect, the voice of that thin night was a little hasty, "Fu Muzhong, it's me."
Too long There is no such communication.
Fu Mu finally stopped, "well, I still have your number."
Originally thought and thin night this life will break up.
Bo ye asked there, "at the beginning Do you remember anything about Tang poetry? "
Hear thin night talk about this, Fu Mu end slightly frown, long time no see, but is to inquire about this?
"You want to know something, in detail, to be honest with me." Fu Muzhong lowered his voice. "Maybe I don't have what you want here."
"I want to know that the parents of Tang Shi in those days Where are you now
Bo Ye was silent for a long time, and finally said this sentence. At the same time, Fu Mu finally suddenly changed his expression, "how can suddenly..."
"Because I found something different..." Thin night looked at the darkness outside, there seems to be an unknown crisis spreading in the dark, "which is quite different from the truth of that year."
Perhaps the truth of cruelty is slowly unfolding in a gesture that we can't accept at all. From the back of a case of planting and framing in that year, countless enmities and grudges were involved.
Bo Ye said, "about the next thing, I hope you can keep Tang poetry from me..."
Fu Muzhong's eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and the sound of thin night keeps coming into his ears until the last sentence -
before the end of my life, I want to stop all the sins of Tang poetry.
Fu Mu is so stunned that he almost can't grasp the mobile phone. Is Bo Ye Have you been expecting this all the time?
How long has he planned for such a big game of chess, or how far has his foresight gone?
Is the night, swallowing all love and hate, deeper and deeper
******
Tang poetry was sent back by Cong Shan on that day. Later, Bo ye came back with a serious expression, as if there were many unfathomable secrets hidden in the past. She looked a few more doubtfully, the man still frowned beautiful eyebrows, there was a thick fog in his eyes.
This question was not understood until Tang Shi came home. Later, Tang Wei murmured, "has he recovered his memory?"
After all, that kind of expression, only before the thin night will have.
Tang poetry did not speak.
Only Cong Shan kept the same silence, he never seemed to be indifferent to everything around him, no matter what things can not touch his bottom line.
Only when Tang poetry is related to Tang poetry, this man who is as motionless as a mountain will have some mood swings.
Late that night, Tang Shi received a text message with only one word. The sender was anonymous and seemed to be good at coding. This format even reminds Tang poetry of the feeling when they received a Bluetooth picture abroad.
The mysterious man said only one word.
"One."
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Fu Muzhong didn't expect to call Bo Ye indirectly. In his impression, Bo Ye has never contacted him since Tang poetry completely tore his face. What's more, his aggressive behavior towards Tang poetry certainly made Bo Ye unhappy with him. So at this moment, when Fu Mu finally saw Bo Ye's name on the caller ID, he was a little surprised. He suddenly remembered that Boye had lost his memory. Maybe he had forgotten the previous period? After hesitating for a few seconds to connect, the voice of that thin night was a little hasty, "Fu Muzhong, it's me." Too long There is no such communication. Fu Mu finally stopped, "well, I still have your number." Originally thought and thin night this life will break up. Bo ye asked there, "at the beginning Do you remember anything about Tang poetry? " Hear thin night talk about this, Fu Mu end slightly frown, long time no see, but is to inquire about this? "You want to know something, in detail, to be honest with me." Fu Muzhong lowered his voice. "Maybe I don't have what you want here." "I want to know that the parents of Tang Shi in those days Where are you now Bo Ye was silent for a long time, and finally said this sentence. At the same time, Fu Mu finally suddenly changed his expression, "how can suddenly..." "Because I found something different..." Thin night looked at the darkness outside, there seems to be an unknown crisis spreading in the dark, "which is quite different from the truth of that year." Perhaps the truth of cruelty is slowly unfolding in a gesture that we can't accept at all. From the back of a case of planting and framing in that year, countless enmities and grudges were involved. Bo Ye said, "about the next thing, I hope you can keep Tang poetry from me..." Fu Muzhong's eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and the sound of thin night keeps coming into his ears until the last sentence - before the end of my life, I want to stop all the sins of Tang poetry. Fu Mu is so stunned that he almost can't grasp the mobile phone. Is Bo Ye Have you been expecting this all the time? How long has he planned for such a big game of chess, or how far has his foresight gone? Is the night, swallowing all love and hate, deeper and deeper ******Tang poetry was sent back by Cong Shan on that day. Later, Bo ye came back with a serious expression, as if there were many unfathomable secrets hidden in the past. She looked a few more doubtfully, the man still frowned beautiful eyebrows, there was a thick fog in his eyes. This question was not understood until Tang Shi came home. Later, Tang Wei murmured, "has he recovered his memory?" After all, that kind of expression, only before the thin night will have. Tang poetry did not speak. Only Cong Shan kept the same silence, he never seemed to be indifferent to everything around him, no matter what things can not touch his bottom line. Only when Tang poetry is related to Tang poetry, this man who is as motionless as a mountain will have some mood swings. Late that night, Tang Shi received a text message with only one word. The sender was anonymous and seemed to be good at coding. This format even reminds Tang poetry of the feeling when they received a Bluetooth picture abroad. The mysterious man said only one word. "One." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
