The gentle autumn, with the vast moonlight, appears and disappears. Every autumn, there is always a sad and lonely sadness. The fallen trees are rustling, the leaves are shaking, and the dead branches under your feet are clattering. Every sound hurts the soul of the lost like a heavy hammer. The bleakness of the wind and moon, the withered yellow leaves floating down, and the scattered horns of the clothes are floating in the wind, forming a picture of sad autumn.

On the top of the Purple Gold Mountain, a lonely and sad soul sat on the edge of the bluestone platform. The black-framed glasses couldn't see the sadness in their eyes in the hazy moonlight. The palms were a little cold blue, and the knuckles showed a faint white spot. The empty beer cans filled in their hands were pinched and creaked.

The hair was disheveled, and the haggard face was faintly miserable. A suit and dress that was not expensive but also grand fell off the dead branches. The tie that was loosened was fluttered in the wind. The snow-white shirt was covered with brown soil and messy dead wood.

Chen Yufan, a young man with a good family background, and a mayor's son who has been boasted of since childhood, is enjoying his own sadness on this cold and cold mountain top.

He kept kicking and hitting the cans scattered all over the floor. He no longer knew how much alcohol he had drunk today. The feeling of alcohol became stronger and stronger, and he was sad. He ignored the hair that was blown by the wind and just kept drinking. He wanted to get drunk, but he wanted to get drunk quickly.

Yes, he should be drunk today, today was the happy day for his engagement, and he should be drunk.

The woman who should have been engaged to me and became a couple resolutely left herself and threw herself into the arms of others. At the engagement ceremony that should have been overjoyed, she slapped herself ruthlessly. The slap was absolutely loud and clear, and it was heart-wrenching. It seemed like a hole was torn into pieces in the heart, and blood was gushing outward.

He gasped heavily, raised his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky, and unknowingly dripping water fell on his face. Chen Yufan smiled bitterly, his laughter torn apart and miserable, with an extremely shrill sound. The laughter echoed in the mountain stream, echoing over and over again, accompanied by the faint sound of the wolf roar at the foot of the Purple Gold Mountain, which seemed particularly creepy.

Finally the laughter stopped. Chen Yufan was tired, he was tired of laughing. The huge gap made his heart full of scars. Since childhood, he was a three-good life that everyone boasted about, with a good person, a good family background, and good luck. But today, just today, this engagement ceremony filled with ridicule and watching the lively allowed him to see that his life was so embarrassing.

"Yufan, I can't be with you because you are always like a child who never grows up, and I can't give you my life. Actually, I've wanted to tell you a long time ago that being with you, I just fell in love with your family background. Such a family background is very important to a woman. But now, I don't need it anymore. Tiancheng's family background is better than you, so we can only say goodbye. I wish you happiness in the future!"

The woman's words kept hovering in Chen Yufan's ears, and the smile on the corner of his mouth hurts very much. However, the corner of his mouth kept muttering to himself: "Thank you, thank you, it was you who let me see that my life is so embarrassing, it was you who taught me to grow up, it was you who made people learn to hate this world, thank you!"

As he said that, Chen Yufan lowered his head and kept turning the jade ring in his hand. The faint green light circled in his hand. The ring was not thick and tightly placed on his middle finger, submerging his two knuckles. His left hand with the ring kept stroking his hair covering his forehead, and then slapped his forehead heavily: "You will not leave me, right?"

As if I felt the master's sorrow, the jade ring kept crying. It buzzed and shone with dazzling light.

Chen Yufan suddenly stood up, took the empty can and suddenly smashed into the underside of the cliff, roaring: "Why? Why? Tell me why is it all?"

Suddenly an impatient voice rang out from behind him and said, "Damn it, boy is so amazing, he screams. I originally wanted to be romantic and happy, but I was interrupted by your boy. I deserve to be damn!"

Zijin Mountain is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Jinling City and is also a famous scenic tourist destination. There are many tourists here all year round. In the past two years, thanks to the approval of the Jinling Municipal Government, it can be used for free for people to visit, making the tourists even more dense. In addition, Zijin Mountain is also a holy place for couples and a top-secret place for trysts.

Under the night, there is a flirting here, which is the most romantic. Coupled with the occasional sound of wolves roaring under the cliff of Purple Gold Mountain, the excitement adds a bit of mystery and interest.

It seems that Chen Yufan is really lucky today. His lonely wailing not only did not attract others' sympathy, but also attracted the contempt and anger of a couple who wanted to do whatever they wanted. It seemed that good things were interrupted, and the anger in his heart arose naturally, and the feeling of unhappiness was all transferred to Chen Yufan's head.

In the darkness, a young man with air flowing in the air appeared quickly, as if he was still carrying his unwrapped jeans. His face looked very ferocious, his messy hair, and his angry eyes stared at Chen Yufan, pointing toward him: "Boy, you go crazy to other places, and you have to mess up my good things!"

Chen Yufan looked at him in a daze, as if a gasping sound from behind and between the bushes made him absolutely harsh.

The suffocating young man noticed Chen Yufan's gaze, stepped forward and pulled his collar. His angry eyes became even more angry and said, "Boy, what are you looking for? Are you looking for death?"

As he said that, his rough big hand was about to shave Chen Yufan's face. Originally, Chen Yufan was just a scholar with no power, but under the stimulation of alcohol, he grabbed the young man's arm and said, "I do my thing, and you do your thing, it has nothing to do with it!"

"Bastard! If I don't give you some colors today, you think I'm fooling you. If you don't let you go to the Hall of Yama, you don't know that Prince Ma has three eyes!" The young man seemed to be a hot barrel of explosives, and it burned at a glance. A pair of powerful hands wrestled with Chen Yufan.

Chen Yufan was drinking to drown his sorrows. When he was drunk, he didn't know what he had done. He just felt dizzy. After a few rounds, he suddenly lowered his head and vomited out with a wow sound. The dirty objects spread instantly with the smell of alcohol.

The young man's anger became even stronger at this moment. He looked at the milky white stalemate stained on his body disgusting, and suddenly raised his legs and kicked Chen Yufan's lower abdomen. While beating, he said: "You are looking for death, you are looking for death, dirty my clothes, go to death!"

As he said that, he pushed Chen Yufan hard, and Chen Yufan was pushed to the edge of the cliff in two steps. The young man looked at him, as if he was unhappy and wanted to kick him up. Chen Yufan naturally dodged and turned over, but he seemed to have forgotten that he was already on the edge of the cliff.

With a click, his body suddenly hit the branches of the cliff, followed by another click and a gurgle. Even the young man was stunned. Chen Yufan fell down under the cliff, with no bones left.

He looked up to the sky, without a shrill scream or a sadness. He listened to the mountains whizzing past his ears, but just smiled silently, smiled, raised a self-deprecating smile on his lips, and murmured: "It's good, it's good!"

However, he did not notice that the jasper ring on the middle finger of his left hand was constantly shining with strange light, and the stars in the sky were extremely bright. In those eyes that were a little myopic, suddenly, Haotian's stars were trained into a string, constantly shining in the sky, as dazzling and dazzling as pearls, very beautiful and beautiful.

On the edge of the cliff of Zijin Mountain, the young man sorted out his scattered clothes, looked at the bottomless mountain stream, took out his phone, and said, "Brother Tiancheng, the matter is done, that kid is simply a meal bag in the lounge. Now he has fallen into the mountain stream, no one can live or no corpse can be seen!"

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