Song Lianyao did not stay at home for long, so she rushed back to Yecheng overnight. As for how the relatives talked about themselves behind their backs, Song Lianyao didn't think about it and was not going to care. At this time, she had realized the meaning of Shengmien and fighting against Miqi.

But... after all, they are all relatives. Song Lianyao was angry again and then she passed by. She still let herself forget the unhappiness. If everyone is well in the future, then everything will be the same. If it becomes worse, it is not what she did wrong.

Besides, Li Yifei was walking alone on the street, aimless, and Li Yifei suddenly felt bored and couldn't do anything. Logically, with his personality, he would not be affected by such a thing.

But Li Yifei was affected, and it was hard to say that Li Yifei always felt that he was a good person in theory, at least he was pretty good to his own people, but Liu Ming was disappointed. When he arrived at the hospital, he saw Sun Qian and her boyfriend's undisguised hatred for him, Li Yifei suddenly felt like a thorn in his throat.

Why does this happen? Li Yifei is asking himself, how can he save someone if he ruins him?

After dealing with Liu Ming, Xiao Baihua felt relieved? But how could the sin that night be eliminated?

So his chest was blocked, and even a sense of tyranny surged in his heart. This feeling was not unfamiliar. When Li Yifei was trapped in the formation in Vietnam, this feeling appeared. He didn't care much at that time, and at this time he didn't care too much about this emotion. He just thought that it was because of today's incident that he was stimulated, so it was so.

Feeling a little thirsty, Li Yifei went to buy a bottle of ice water and drank it all in one breath. It instantly became cold from his throat to his stomach. Li Yifei spit out a breath of air conditioning and threw the bottle into the trash can. He took a deep breath and slowly spit it out, feeling that the coolness made him feel much more comfortable.

Squinted his eyes, he simply squatted on the stone bricks on the side of the road. At this time, he was like an ordinary person, perhaps because of his unsatisfactory work, or because of emotional confusion. Anyway, like everyone else, he sat on the side of the road, and people passing by never looked at him a few more times.

Li Yifei sat there for more than an hour, barely moving, and even twisted his head. The cars on the side of the road came and went, and people came. During this period, many people passed by Li Yifei and eventually went their separate ways. They might know the head of the Li family, but they would not have thought that the famous Li Yifei would be a man passing by and sitting on the side of the road.

After sitting for so long, what did he think about?

Li Yifei actually didn't think of anything. He was just looking at the crowd, looking at every person passing by, or a car, and sometimes, he would look down at the ants passing by. Each of them was so busy, either carrying the food he found or on the way to find food. They kept on for a while, only occasionally one would carefully climb onto Li Yifei's shoes and pants, as if he was curious about what this was, can it be eaten? If it couldn't be eaten, they would turn around and leave.

Occasionally, butterflies flew over and eventually flew away. In the afternoon, dragonflies appeared in the sky. It was not easy to see a large number of dragonflies in the city, and it was not a kind of dragonfly.

Li Yifei narrowed his eyes and looked up at the flying dragonflies. He only felt that they were free, but their lives were short.

Suddenly, a dragonfly was knocked out by a passing vehicle, flew out, landed on the side of the road, fell on the ground and struggled a few times, as if she was knocked out.

Li Yifei stood up, walked over and picked up the dragonfly, checked it, and found that the dragonfly's body was not injured, and perhaps he was really dizzy, so he took the dragonfly back to where he sat, put the dragonfly in his palm, and Li Yifei continued to look down.

A few minutes later, the dragonfly regained consciousness. It shook its wings, got up from Li Yifei's palm, rested for a while before preparing to take off. It had only a few days of life. If it did not eat more or mate more at this time and continue its life, it would have no chance in its life.

So despite being hit by a car, the dragonfly woke up and was about to fly out soon.

But it may be that it was really seriously injured. The dragonfly flew out not far away. It was once again flew out by the wind of a car and fell to the ground. This time it did not wait for Li Yifei to pick it up, but was crushed by the wheel of a bicycle.

The dragonfly died immediately, and its body, which was pressed into two parts, was still twitching. Li Yifei's fingers moved, and a hint of compassion appeared on his face. If Li Yifei had just moved his hands and trapped the dragonfly, perhaps it would not have been hit by a car and crushed to death by a bicycle, but is there any use to regret it now?

Perhaps this is the life of a dragonfly. Even if he is trapped by Li Yifei and survives temporarily, his life span is only those few days. He will eventually die, or he will die at Li Yifei's hands because of the first impact.

In a daze, a large ant ran to the dragonfly's corpse and found it like a new continent. Li Yifei could even hear it rubbed with his beard and made a crackling sound, as if sending a signal, telling his companions that a piece of super large piece of meat fell from the sky. Everyone came over and shared the food together, carrying the food home. There were still many small ants waiting to be fed.

So, soon, the dragonfly's corpse was surrounded by ants. The ants used their powerful mouths to tear the dragonfly's corpse, tore its body into pieces, then fought back one by one, and ran home.

Li Yifei kept looking at this picture. He didn't know what he felt, but there was no expression on his face, as if it was solid.

When the dragonfly's corpse was still half left, a car rushed past, the car window rolled down, and a drink bottle that had been drunk flew out, drew an arc in the air, and hit the dragonfly's corpse.

Everything is such a coincidence. How could the ants who were feasting on the dragonfly's corpse have thought that such a tragedy would fall from the sky. They were happily carrying food. Even if they could see the bottle flying over, they had no time to avoid it. The flying bottle was like a huge meteorite, which killed a bunch of ants. They bounced on the ground a few times, and finally landed on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!