Gangster Play House 【ABO】

Chapter 05

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Porsche panted heavily, and after venting out all the emotions pent up in his heart, it was fatally empty.

He was like a drowning person who happened to encounter a wooden plank floating on the water and rushed towards it ecstatically, holding on to the plank as if it were a life-saving straw, a flame of hope was finally ignited in his desperate heart. But after he fumbled around for a while, he found that the wooden plank was riddled with insects, soaked in icy cold water, and the wooden plank could hardly protect itself, let alone support his weight.

The cold air poured into Porsche's trembling body with heavy breathing, he shivered involuntarily, and then froze bit by bit, his mind, which was muddled by anger and grievance, finally calmed down, even calmed down Overhead, Porsche even heard the sound of his teeth chattering through his skull.

What the hell is he doing, when did he become so unreasonable, yelling at Kinn like a mad dog, blatantly exposing his embarrassment, venting his emotions on irrelevant people, making people laugh, or winning sympathy? Kinn is not Mile, even if he looks like him, he is not Mile. Why can't I just remember?

Besides, even if the real Mile is standing in front of him, what does all this have to do with him? The gun is a Porsche gun, and the trigger is also pulled by Porsche himself. He just wants to transfer his regret to others and vent all his resentment into anger, to alleviate his guilt and make him feel better. He can have one more reason to persist in living.

He scolded Kinn, thought of Mile, and hated himself.

In the past few years, Porsche has suppressed too many emotions in his heart. He can't bear the thought of Mile, hates his powerlessness, hates himself so much that he can't sleep, and is afraid every day. The wolf-like beast was torn to pieces. 

Thomas is his treasure, his salvation, the only light in his dark world, and he can't see Thomas being hurt even a little bit. If it weren't for Thomas, Porsche would have died in court. If it wasn't for Thomas, Porsche would never have survived the five years in prison. Mile wanted him to live a good life, but Porsche was so sad. He never thought that he was the kind of man who would die for love. He always thought it was a sign of weakness. Understand, who cares about being weak if that's the right person?

It is said that a person's maturity begins with loss, if his maturity must be at the cost of Mile's departure, then can he never mature? If the person he loves the most is destined to leave him, then what's the point of growing up with all his painstaking efforts?

Porsche fell into boundless pain again, until a bit of heat that didn't belong to him came from the side of his face, and he woke up suddenly, raised his head subconsciously, and was surprised to see Kinn standing in front of him, who could touch him by raising his hand. From the distance.

Kinn thought he might be crazy, bewitched, or possessed by a ghost.

He listened to Porsche's unreasonable anger, but what he saw in his eyes was a transparent teardrop soaring from the end of the crimson eye, across Porsche's bearded side face, and when he wanted to see where it was going to drop, The fragile tear has been entangled by the wanton beard and disappeared forever.