He said love is too late

Chapter 556
Lu Huaizuo did not go to Tang Su's funeral, but bought a bottle of sleeping pills instead.

He knew that a big man who was looking for death and life was really cheap, but after Tang Su left, he really felt that there was no light in his world.

To live is meaningless.

It's better to go down to find her and atone for her sins life after life.

Even if he went underground, he might not be able to wash away his sins.

Lu Huaizuo always felt that swallowing a bottle of sleeping pills was not safe enough. Taking advantage of his little consciousness, he pulled out a knife he kept in the bedside table.

Cut wrist.

In order not to let the blood coagulate, so as not to cause too little blood flow to die completely, he specially soaked his wrist in the warm water bathtub.

A steady stream of warm water flowed in, and the blood in his body also flowed out continuously.

Those blood, all dirty blood, drained dry, work done.

Once, he could use his blood to give Xiaoshen a blood transfusion in a car accident, but because a demon lived in his heart, he refused to give Xiaoshen a blood transfusion.

His Susu had no choice but to give Xiaoshen a blood transfusion in a seriously ill body.

The results of it?
As a result, his Susu fell ill and he lost their second child forever.

At that time, the blood on his body was very important and precious, and it could play some role, but now, the blood on his body would only make him feel sick.

Seeing the blood flow out of his wrist little by little, Lu Huaizuo's heart was filled with unprecedented lightness and joy.

He was finally able to find his Susu.

Seeing his Susu, what should he say?

Yes, he should say, Hey, little girl, you look familiar, I seem to have seen you in a dream, I fell in love with you at first sight.

More and more blood flowed from his wrist, the sleeping pills gradually took effect, and Lu Huaizuo's consciousness became more and more hazy.

In a trance, he saw again the scene when he and Tang Su met for the first time.

At that time, she hadn't completely given up on him, nor had she hated him deeply. She was the brightest beauty in the world, and her smile dazzled his eyes brightly.

Hi, little girl, I'm here to accompany you...

On the day of Tang Su's funeral, the weather was particularly good and the sky was clear, but everyone at the funeral was filled with gloom.

Tang Su's funeral was also very simple.

With the financial resources of the Lin family, it is easy to hold a grand funeral for her, but Lin Xiao and Su Chacha both know that Tang Su likes to be quiet, and she must want to leave quietly, so her funeral does not matter Extravagance, only those closest to her, came to her funeral.

At Tang Su's funeral, Su Chacha almost fainted from crying several times.

On the tombstone, Tang Su's smile was bright and brilliant. Her life was at its best, but everyone present could no longer feel her warmth.

Lin Xiao's eyes were very red. Obviously, this cold man also cried hard.

He kept comforting Su Chacha all the time. He acted extremely strong, but his eye sockets still couldn't help becoming more and more red.

It seems that he has never done anything practical for his daughter, the only thing he has done is to help Lin Niannian hurt her mercilessly and coldly.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became. Crystal clear teardrops flashed from the corners of Lin Xiao's eyes again.

Lin Yichen had already cried so much that he lost his image at all. Tang Su was his older sister. In front of his older sister's grave, he felt that he was just a child who couldn't grow up. He could shed tears unscrupulously.

Therefore, even if he was crying with snot and tears, and looked more stupid than the second idiot in the village, he still didn't care, just wiped the tears all over his face over and over again.

Nangong Yin and Jing Mo stood silently in front of Tang Su's tombstone with a tacit understanding. Both of them were wearing black suits without any decoration today. There is no light.

Both Nangong Yin's and Jing Mo's eyes were filled with unresolved pain, but if you look carefully, the emotions in their eyes are very different.

In Nangong Yin's eyes, there is the desolation of thousands of mountains and rivers. The pain stretches in the bottom of his heart, and little by little, it turns into an insurmountable loneliness in this life. When Pei Yi meets his eyes, he feels heartbreaking pain.

Jing Mo's eyes are also extremely painful.

His pupils had been constricted very tightly, his fists were clenched uncontrollably, and his tightly pursed lips were even more revealing of the grief he was holding back.

However, there was an indescribable hope in his eyes, as if, after seeing the sun through the clouds, he could finally be alone and hug his beloved girl.

Everyone at the funeral was so immersed in the grief of Tang Su's passing that no one noticed the strange expression on Jing Mo's face, but felt that he was also very distressed.

Ye Wei stood beside Su Chacha. She originally wanted to comfort Su Chacha, but she also felt very distressed for Tang Su. Before she could say a word to comfort Su Chacha, her tears rolled down down.

Especially when thinking about the suffering Tang Su has suffered, thinking about the torture that that little bastard in his family inflicted on Tang Su, and thinking about Xiaoshen's no longer mother, Ye Wei's tears fell down as if they were worthless.

Lu Tingchen couldn't see Ye Wei shed tears the most. He was so distressed. Although he was already old, he really didn't know how to comfort others. He could only hold her little hand tightly and whispered over and over again, "Ye Wei , don't cry, don't cry..."

"asshole!"

Ye Weiwei punched Lu Tingchen's heart fiercely, "It's all your fault! Who made you give birth to that little bastard Lu Huaizuo! If it weren't for her, Susu wouldn't have had such a hard life, and now she even died. It's..."

If it was normal, if his wife disliked him as a bastard, Lu Tingchen would definitely have to argue for himself. For example, that little bastard Lu Huaizuo did not live alone.

But at this moment, the wife's tears were falling like beads of broken thread, she really felt sorry for him, and he was not willing to quarrel with her, but just followed her with nice words.

"Yes, Ye Wei, you're right, I'm an asshole! It's all my fault, it's my asshole that gave birth to that little bastard Lu Huaizuo, which made you feel so uncomfortable!"

"Ugh..."

Ye Wei cried and threw herself into Lu Tingchen's arms. Tang Su had no blood relationship with her, but she felt really uncomfortable in her heart.

She hated Tang Su, and felt even more ashamed of her best friend Su Chacha.

If possible, she really hoped to stuff the little bastard she gave birth back into her stomach, but even if she stuffed that little bastard in her belly now, Tang Su would not be able to come back.

Lu Jinghan, Lu Xiaobei, and Fu Chuan also attended Tang Su's funeral.

Lu Xiaobei and Tang Su haven't met a few times, but the fate between people is really a wonderful thing, she likes Tang Su from the bottom of her heart.

Now that Tang Su is gone, Lu Xiaobei cried and trembled when she thought of the video of her in the dungeon that she had seen before, thinking of her poor nephew.

Lu Xiaobei cried and cried, then suddenly vomited and vomited.

(End of this chapter)