Chapter 992 Strangers at the End of the World, the Future Will Be Indefinite (9)

Wu Hao stopped staring at the school, lowered his head, took a puff of cigarette forcefully, then extinguished the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him, stood in the rain for a while holding an umbrella, and then stepped on the wet Da ground, returned to the car.

Just as he was about to start the car, his eyebrows frowned.

He was too familiar with this tormenting feeling in his body, it was a drug addiction again.

During the recent period, he didn't know how many times he was tortured by the pain of drug addiction, and each time was more uncomfortable and longer than each time.

And this time tonight, it was more rampant than every time it came before, making it unbearable for him.

At the end of the attack, Wu Hao couldn't take it anymore, stretched out his hand, and grabbed his hair vigorously. He pulled out a bunch of hair abruptly, and his scalp was bleeding, but he still showed no sign of letting go.

When Wu Hao was so sad that he wanted to step on the gas pedal hard and hit the pier in front of him forcefully, the tormenting addiction in his body finally subsided.

As if escaping from death, he sat on the driver's seat dying for a long time before he opened his eyes reluctantly and looked at himself in the rearview mirror impartially.

A string of bright red blood flowed down his forehead, making his pale face look a bit hideous.

He stared blankly at himself in the mirror for a long time before slowly raising his hand to touch the rearview mirror.

Is the person inside, really him?

He is clearly dressed in luxurious clothes, making his whole person imposing, but why does he feel that he is not as human as before when he was poor and destitute?

If he was still the ordinary Wu Hao he used to be, even though he didn't have that much money, he might have married Xu Wennuan now, maybe they would have a beautiful and well-behaved child.

But now? So what if he is rich?

Didn't he include himself in it, making him look like a human, a ghost... Is this really the life and life he wants to live?

In this way, his drug addiction will break out all the time, even if he gets Xu Nuannuan, he can't live a good life with her, right?

What's more, her heart is obviously no longer on him...

In Wu Hao's ear, he suddenly remembered the voice of Xu Nuannuan calling Lu Bancheng's name in his sleep that day: "Bancheng, Zero Degree, Zero Degree, Bancheng..."

"You and I have known her for more than ten years, and I even knew her earlier than you, but ten years later, you left her, and although I also left her, I still guard her."

"In the virtual world that she doesn't know, use the original identity to accompany her."

"Because she is the girl I would willingly trade my life for."

"I have sacrificed myself to look like this for her, and I always have to sacrifice something worthwhile."

Lu Bancheng's words, Xu Nuannuan's cry in his dream, like a spell, echoed in Wu Hao's ears over and over again.

I don't know how many times it reverberated, Wu Hao clearly saw a certain place from the deepest part of his heart, a gap slowly opened and gradually disintegrated.

Without him, Lu Bancheng would not have lived in a wheelchair, nor would he have tried his best to push Xu Nuannuan away from him, and Xu Nuannuan would not have drunk to soothe his sorrows, crying so distraught.

Everything happened because of him...he was the victim, but he was also the culprit.

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After Wu Hao put away his thoughts, he drove to the drug rehabilitation center.