However, Tan Lu panicked.
She didn't understand what he wanted her to call him.
After all, Xiao Jingyan had never made such a request before; he had always asked her to call him Third Brother.
Tan Lu swallowed hard, feeling a little anxious, and suddenly didn't know how to answer him.
"Tan Lu?"
His voice was still gentle, but it was a little hoarse.
Tan Lu instinctively changed the subject: "Third Brother, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"
Xiao Jingyan narrowed his phoenix eyes, his expression gradually turning cold, and he lowered his breathing.
"Tan Lu".
Tan Lu nodded, gripping his phone tightly with one hand until his nails were white and tired, trying his best to speak clearly.
"Yes, I'm here, Third Brother."
Xiao Jingyan took a deep breath, his voice growing increasingly indifferent: "I'm tired."
Tan Lu laughed, her voice sweet: "Goodnight, Third Brother, dream of you."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Jingyan remained silent for a few seconds.
Whoosh—bang!
The phone was thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The bodyguards outside stood at attention, not daring to breathe.
"Jowin!"
Qiao Wen rushed inside: "Third Master, I'm here, I'm here, what happened?"
"Where is the person I asked you to investigate back then?"
Qiao Wen was somewhat bewildered, a few fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead from the fright. She quickly raised her hand to wipe them away: "Back then, everything pointed to Miss Tan... I..."
"Investigate again!"
Qiao Wen was somewhat shocked, after all, Third Master had never suspected anything before.
Xiao Jingyan's phoenix eyes were filled with ruthlessness: "Can't you hear what I'm saying?"
"Yes, yes, I'll go check right away. Third Master, please don't be angry, take care of your health." Qiao Wen nodded repeatedly.
"Get out and close the door behind you."
"yes."
The room became quiet...
Xiao Jingyan leaned back on the sofa, his limbs feeling weak and numb, and his head spinning.
He knew he had another episode.
How can a mental illness like bipolar disorder be completely cured?
But he didn't even feel like taking medication to control his emotions.
Tan Lu is not the girl in the game.
This was his intuition.
After his suicide attempt, he was filled with negativity and had no intention of verifying Tan Lu's authenticity.
He trusted Jowin; after all, Jowin had never made a mistake.
It must be her...
But today, that woman named Tang Yaoyao dealt him a fatal blow; his girl has disappeared.
It couldn't be Tan Lu.
Xiao Jingyan lay on the sofa, feeling sore and weak for an unknown amount of time, before slowly sitting up.
He rubbed his aching temples, turned on his laptop, logged into the game, and found the other person's game account.
Years have passed, yet I have never said goodnight.
It shows as offline.
She hadn't been online for a long time; it seemed that ever since that incident, her online time with him had never been the same.
She used to call him by his nickname: Yaobao.
Looking back, it feels like something that happened in the last century.
Tan Lu never called him that, and at that time, he never doubted her; he was unwilling to doubt a woman who had truly cared about him.
However, it was precisely because of this mindset that he missed her.
I missed it.
Ji Yao~
Yaobao~
He could almost hear her voice, sweet and soft, as if she had given him the most beautiful tenderness in the world.
The moment he shut down the computer, he opened his eyes, his gaze filled with murderous intent. The last trace of gentleness vanished, leaving only endless coldness.
This was a murderous aura completely different from before.
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