112: C112 He Had Insomnia

C112 He Had Insomnia

A helicopter spiraled down from the sky. Tang Beiyue grabbed the sobbing Qiulee by the collar and pushed her onto the helicopter. He and his subordinates also sat on the helicopter.

As for this ship and the people on this ship. . .

He closed his eyes.

There was nothing he could do.

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"According to the news from the Malacca Strait, last night, a cruise from the south of France to Country Z was attacked by a storm in the Malacca Sea, causing the reefs to sink. . . Currently, the number of casualties is still being calculated. . . "

Upon hearing this news, Gong Mingchuan was dressed in mourning clothes.

His face had always been pale.

He turned his face towards the television and saw the picture of the ship. He suddenly shouted: "Xiang Chen!"

"Young master. . . !!" Xiang Chen knew what he was going to ask, and his face turned extremely pale. The air also seemed to have become inexplicably solemn and tragic because of their feelings. "Le Youyou's name is on the missing list, but this does not mean that young madam has encountered a shipwreck. Young master. . . Wait for a while longer, maybe a month later. Young madam will return to Z Country. . . "

Gong Mingchuan nodded. "You are right. She cannot die so easily. "

A month quickly passed.

White Cliff.

It was close to dusk, and the sun had already set.

A faint roar of a wild beast could be heard from the forest.

The man sat on a reclining chair by the pool with his eyes closed. His long legs were crossed, and his handsome face was hidden in a corner where the sunlight could not reach. His eyebrows were locked.

He did not know if he had a nightmare or not, but he closed his eyes and kept muttering, "Youyou. . . "

A month had passed and she did not return to her home in Jiang City.

Her name was always on Hai Nan's missing list.

He called Tang Beiyue, and Tang Beiyue said that he didn't know where she was either.

He was angry. "Didn't you go back with her?"

"To tell you the truth, she is dead!"

Tang Beiyue hung up the phone.

His mother Qiulee was crying and calling him, saying that her daughter had fallen into the sea and no one would support her anymore. . . .

If he didn't believe it, wouldn't he be lying to himself?!

The nightmare was filled with dark seawater, rolling up huge waves.

That little girl was being swallowed by the waves, flopping at the bottom of the sea. . .

He had ruthlessly punished her on the ship back then and had selfish motives. He had hoped that even if she left, she would leave behind some bloodline for him.

However, she had left him forever just like that. . .

He did not want to, he did not want. . .

The last moment before she left, she thought that he didn't love her.0

They thought that by sending her away, giving her a sum of alimony, they would be able to end it.

It turned out that in the end, they couldn't make up their minds and couldn't forget.

Suddenly, he woke up from his nightmare. His confused eyes gradually focused, and only then did he realize that he wasn't in the sea, but in his own home. There was only a pair of black-necked swans roaming freely in front of him, and there was no sign of that woman.

He immediately fell into the chair.

Recalling the scene in his nightmare, he broke out in cold sweat, and his whole body felt empty and cold.

"Young Master. . . " The maid Sophie walked over and fed the black-necked swan with a fish barrel. When she found that the Young Master's forehead was covered in cold sweat, she hurriedly shouted. "Young Master, you have nightmares again?!"

In this month, the young master would often feed this pair of love birds. However, when he napped by the pool, he would always have nightmares.

It was like this during the day, I really don't know. At night, would the nightmares be more serious?

In this month, he had insomnia. He was so skinny that he didn't look like him.

Mr. Gong was murdered and young madam left the young master.

The most important people in the young master's life had left him.

He was the most pitiful person in the world.

"Xiang Chen has hired a psychiatrist for you. . . He will be here soon. . . "

The man fell into the reclining chair and rubbed his forehead. He looked tired. "I don't want a psychiatrist. Tell them to get lost!"

Gong Mingchuan's temper was getting worse and worse. Sophie was so scared that she did not dare to stay there anymore. She ran into the villa with the tube in her hand.

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