Chapter 657: Black Gift Box

"What we failed to accomplish and created back then, we can definitely accomplish in this life."

Jiang Ziwen slowly held Jiang Lixing's hand. At this moment, Jiang Ziwen's body became illusory, and gradually turned into a cloud of smoke, and merged back into Jiang Lixing's body.

"He" has always been him.

It is his reason and also his obsession.

And now, this obsession, this rationality has returned to Jiang Lixing's body again.

Jiang Lixing's eyes gradually became clear, and he was the only one left on the rooftop.

He couldn't help but raise his charming and deep eyes and stare quietly at the sky above his head.

It is said that there are gods above our heads, and if the sky had feelings, it would also grow old.

So what if the heavens are cruel? As long as there is love in the world, we can overcome everything.

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Late at night, room 1303 of the apartment.

Ning Huanxin returned to her room and didn't turn on the light. Her eyesight had long since adapted to the darkness.

After taking a set of pajamas from the closet, Ning Huanxin went to the bathroom, ran some warm water, took off her clothes, and soaked in the bathtub.

The warm water opened up all the pores on her body, making her feel comfortable and relaxed.

But she had no intention of enjoying it.

Ning Huanxin did not see Wang Jiayu's body, but as soon as she closed her eyes at this moment, a face would appear in her mind, a lifeless face as pale as paper.

A life disappeared silently.

Even her soul was gone, her existence completely obliterated.

Ning Huanxin sighed and slowly opened her eyes, with too many chaotic thoughts flashing through her mind.

“Boom boom boom!”

At this moment, there was another knock on her door, and this knock was exactly the same as the last time!

Ning Huanxin's eyes flashed, and she suddenly grabbed the bath towel beside her, wrapped it around her body, and rushed out barefoot. She opened the door without hesitation.

Because of the sound of her opening the door, the voice-controlled lights in the corridor lit up. Under the dim light, the entire corridor looked cold and quiet. There was no one, not even a shadow.

Ning Huanxin concentrated all her energy on feeling, but still couldn't feel the slightest bit of abnormality.

She couldn't sense the man's presence, but...

Ning Huanxin slowly lowered her head. At the door of her room, there was a black gift box. The gift box was pure black, but it was tied with a bow with a bright red ribbon. It looked very strange and dazzling.

This box, was it sent by that person again? Ning Huanxin slowly squatted down, picked up the gift box, and placed it on the coffee table in the living room.

Ning Huanxin turned on the crystal floor lamp next to the sofa and looked at the wall clock. It was two o'clock in the morning.

Is it already two o'clock?

Ning Huanxin couldn't help but focus her eyes on the gift box at this time. Her hand hesitated for a moment, but she still opened the red ribbon.

The silk ribbons fell apart, leaving only a blinding black.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ning Huanxin held her breath and opened the gift box carefully. At this moment, no matter how horrible or bloody the things in the box were, Ning Huanxin would not be afraid. But the things in the box were not scary at all.

It's a doll.

A very beautiful princess doll wearing a white wedding dress! This is the doll!

Ning Huanxin thought of what Jian Yunyi said at Wang Jiayu's house. He said that there was a doll missing in the video.

And now, this doll was delivered to Ning Huanxin's doorstep. What does this mean? Is it a show-off? A provocation? Or... another hint?

[Seventh update]

(End of this chapter)