It Was You

"Martin, can't you understand? I miss you so much. You don't know how much I want to fly to you now. " Cassandra held the phone tightly and said without hesitation.

On the other side of the phone, Martin's back suddenly became stiff, and a touch of astonishment appeared in his dark eyes. The haze and cruelty on his face instantly froze and broke inch by inch.

Martin stand in in-situ, as if his feet were rooted to the ground, and his chest was heaving violently. A moment later, he found his lost voice, and there seemed to be an invisible black abyss in his black eyes. He said word by word, "I miss you too. Be good, wait for me to come back."

Cassandra's face was full of grievance. At that moment, she suddenly wanted to make a big mistake, waiting for Martin to come back in a hurry to clean up the mess for her, and then took her home helplessly, unwilling to scold her.

No matter how many dangers and hardships outside, as long as this man was still standing behind her, she would feel at ease.

He was a crack in the dark world. Through the dust laden resentment, he sprinkled a small white light, bringing her away from the darkness and back to light.

Cassandra rubbed between her eyebrows and pretended to be relaxed, "Okay, I know. I won't make trouble for you all the time. It's getting late. Go to bed. Have you taken the medicine on time? Don't flirt with girls, okay? "

She couldn't help repeating what she had just told him.

With a slight smile on his face, Martin said, "Yes, I have taken the medicine. No, I won't flirt with girls. Go to bed early."

Cassandra quickly exhorted him before hanging up the phone. As soon as the phone was hung up, the whole room returned to dead silence. She leaned against the head of the bed and gently played with the phone with her slender fingers.

"Ding..."

open it. On the screen, there was a photo

mountains and great rivers, are not as good as your glimpse and your smile, you are

words word by word seriously. The few words were like a trigger of

in her hand for a long time, Cassandra slowly smiled. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, which were so beautiful, but unfortunately, Martin couldn't see

to him a Wechat message with her fingers moving

snow, the routine, the poverty, the glory

of the French window, holding the phone tightly with his slender fingers. It was obvious that he had

accustomed to the life and death parting. But since he met her, he suddenly believed that everything he had experienced was just for the better to

first met, they were

"Cassandra..."

darkness. In the darkness, it flickered with small flames,

the door was opened from the outside and Carlos came in with

his angular face was covered with a deep and bottomless cold mist, which automatically isolated

stopped about a step away from him. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Master, we have contacted the local investigation bureau of Dragon City, and they are very tough. They firmly believe that our people are smuggling. I haven't seen the director of the investigation bureau yet. I'm worried... I'm afraid it's

authority in Dragon City, which controlled the white force in Dragon City. It was said that some gangs were also under the management of the investigation

as the "Black Triangle Zone", which was famous for its being out of the control of the government. Since the investigation bureau was here, no one dared to stand out if

struggles in Dragon City at all. Either he was under control, or

of silence, Martin said in a very cold voice, "Keep tracing. Besides,