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..."

On the screen, there was a photo lying quietly,

as your

by word seriously. The few words were like a trigger of thunder and fire, resounding through

phone 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

to him a Wechat message with her

"For the rest of my life, you are the one who will suffer from the wind and snow, the routine, the poverty, the glory with me, you're the tenderness in the bottom of my

of the phone, Martin stood in front of the French window, holding the phone tightly with his slender fingers. It was obvious that he had seen the words be used up thousands

not cherished by others. Along the way, he had been accustomed to the life and death parting. But since he met her, he suddenly believed that everything he had experienced was just

first met, they were like old

"Cassandra..."

the endless darkness. In the darkness, it flickered with small flames, not burning, but enough to

the outside and Carlos came in with a serious

Martin's face faded away like the tide in an instant, and his angular face was covered with a deep and bottomless cold mist, which automatically isolated people from approaching, making people dare not easily approach

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 just a trap. But why did that

It was said that some gangs were also under the management of the investigation bureau, but

of the control of the government. Since the

that the director of the investigation bureau was missing, he didn't care about the covert struggles in Dragon City at all. Either he was under

said in a very cold voice, "Keep tracing. Besides, send someone to spread news to the Han