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I pushed open the passenger door and tried to catch up with him, but by the time I got out of the car, I couldn't see him anymore.

This bastard!

You actually left me here alone!

The sky gradually darkened, and when I was alone in the wilderness, I could feel the blood in my veins gradually turning cold.

So I was really alone here tonight.

I have no choice, I will take care of it tonight, tomorrow I will find a place to contact Tang Yue and ask her to find someone to save me.

I suddenly started to complain to myself.

He had already warned himself countless times to not trust those people who approached him with the goal in hand. However, he still believed in those people who risked their lives time and time again due to habit and reliance.

How ridiculous!

I suddenly felt a little sad.

Since when did the people who stayed with me have another purpose towards me, or were they waiting to see me go to hell?

Even Jiang Yu …

I thought I knew him well enough to trust him...

But the result?

When I need him the most, leave me alone...

I was lying in the passenger seat when I felt a light.

How could there be lights in this place?

I looked up, unable to open my eyes in the strong light ahead.

The darkness around me prevented me from seeing what was at the end of the light source.

Just then, the passenger door opened. Jiang Yu placed a large flashlight he had borrowed from god knows where on the roof of the car.

I looked up at him and asked calmly, "Where have you been?"

"Just you wait, I won't let you make the bed here tonight!"

With that, he lifted the bell of the car and started to turn over the car with the flashlight.

I just sat in the passenger seat, waiting for him to get busy. The uneasiness and fear in my heart suddenly disappeared, replaced by a calming feeling.

Luckily, he came back. Fortunately …

I was not mistaken.

After a while he got into the car with a dirty flashlight in his hand, and I looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't worry, trust in my skills!"

he said, wiping my face with his hand.

"You don't need to pretend to be strong in front of me. How old are you …"

I felt a little touched, until I saw myself reflected in the mirror, with two lines of black oil on my face …