He said love is too late

Chapter 611 Susu, please, look at me again

"You are Susu, aren't you?!"

Tang Su felt more and more that this mentally ill man was a little out of order. Tonight, when she was chatting with Qin Muyan, she heard her say that her best friend was also named Tang Su.

That Tang Su is very beautiful, and the most powerful men in Haicheng all admire her.

She knew that the Susu in Lu Huaizuo's mouth must be referring to that Tang Su, but she really couldn't understand, even if she had the same name and surname as that Tang Su, how could he associate the two of them together!
The face is completely different, okay?
Before Tang Su could speak, Lu Huaizuo took her left hand in his palm piously and cautiously.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and his movements were extraordinarily gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her hands.

Looking at Lu Huaizuo's cautious look, Tang Su's eyes were inexplicably sore. She knew that he was checking whether the little finger on her left hand was missing.

Because Tang Su didn't have a little finger.

However, her left hand is intact, and in the little memory she has left, she has never experienced any injury to her little finger.

When he noticed Tang Su's intact little finger on his left hand, the hopes in Lu Huai's left eyes were broken little by little.

This ugly monster is not her Susu.

Her little finger was very beautiful, but his Susu's little finger was cut off cruelly, and even though the cut had already scabbed, it was still very unattractive.

That's right, such a monster that came out of nowhere, how could it be his Susu!

Lu Huaizuo's eye circles became more and more red. At first, he was really hungry, but seeing the exquisite and delicious food in front of him, he couldn't swallow half of it.

Where is his Susu?
Why can't his Susu come back!
It has been more than two years, why, his Susu, even his dream, has never entered?
His Susu really thinks he is dirty, she is afraid that he will dirty her reincarnation, right?
His Susu, let him go!

Lu Huai felt severe pain in his left heart, and the pain caused his whole body to start to convulse uncontrollably.

The veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and the veins on his forehead were also twitching. His handsome face, which was reputed to be once in a thousand years, was also slightly deformed due to the extreme pain.

This heart always starts to hurt unconsciously, but only when this heart hurts so much can he feel that he is still alive.

For the rest of his life, he could only use that Qiao Qiao to deceive himself and tell others that his Susu still had a soul, a thought, remaining in this world.

"Hey! Mr. Psychopath, what's the matter with you?"

Tang Su was startled by Lu Huaizuo's appearance, she stretched out her hand to help him, but who knows, just as she touched him, he had already slammed her hand away.

This person is really wrong!
Kind-hearted as a donkey's liver and lungs!
Who cares about him!

Tang Su gave Lu Huai a left glance. It stands to reason that no matter how uncomfortable he was suffering from mental illness after a night of convulsions, it had nothing to do with her. But for some reason, seeing his painful appearance and looking at his red eyes Looking at the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, her heart felt inexplicably ache.

Hey, this heartache is contagious!

"Susu..."

Lu Huaizuo stretched out his hand. He didn't drink, but he groped around as if he was drunk. He wanted to catch his Susu in this vast world, even if it was just a breath, a trace of soul.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't catch anything.

Obviously, the little girl who liked him so much once left as soon as she wanted to, and she didn't even want to leave him with a single thought!

"Sir, you don't look well, should I take you to the hospital?"

Psychiatric hospital.

Hearing Tang Su's voice, Lu Huaizuo's consciousness finally came back a little bit. His left hand left his heart extremely slowly. Immediately, he braced his body and got up from the chair little by little, like a walking corpse. Just go outside the room.

Finally, fuck off!

From the first time she saw Lu Huaizuo outside the small hotel tonight, Tang Su hoped that he would leave as soon as possible, but for some reason, he was leaving now, and she felt inexplicable and empty.

Maybe, not only the pain in the heart is contagious, but the mental illness is also contagious.

In the future, we must try our best to minimize contact with this mentally ill man!
Fearing that Lu Huaizuo would come back again and infect her with various problems, Tang Su hurriedly closed the door of the room as soon as he left.

Lu Huaizuo looked at the suddenly closed door in front of him, and laughed dumbfoundedly.

He was indeed unpopular.

His Susu hated him to the end, and now, even such an ugly monster hated him like a fly and a mosquito.

What should he do, his Susu, to stop hating him so much?

When he is dead, she fulfills her wish and looks at him again?
Walk with him again, a long road...

Tang Su didn't know whether she was frightened by the mentally ill man tonight, or if she was really infected with some bad disease by him.

Tonight, she unexpectedly suffered from insomnia for no reason.

In the middle of the night, when she finally fell asleep, she had another very scary dream.

Actually, this dream wasn't too scary at first.

Moreover, she has had this dream many times.

She dreamed of the man in the white shirt again, taking off his clothes one by one, sweating profusely on her body.

Only this time, the environment in the dream was a little different from the previous few times.

The previous few times, she felt like she was in a rented house, but this time, it felt like she was in a small apartment.

Inexplicably, she also knew the name of that small apartment, Liuxiang.

The man in the white shirt was not as gentle as in the previous dreams. This time, he was especially fierce towards her, as if he was condensing endless hatred.

I wish I could tear her into pieces and burn her to ashes.

Even if it was just a dream, after the clouds subsided and the rain rested, she could still clearly feel the pain in her body that was almost falling apart.

Before she could calm down, a small stack of hundred-yuan bills was slammed into her face.

It hit her so badly that her face was crooked. The sharp corners of the hundred-dollar bills cut across her cheeks. Although it wouldn't cause a big wound, it also brought an uncomfortable sting, which made her frown. dead tight.

In the past, she couldn't see the man's face in the white shirt clearly in her dreams, but this time, she finally saw the man's face.

Lu Huai left.

His face is really rare and beautiful, even if he has seen it many times, it is still amazing.

Under the dim light, his eyebrows and eyes were stern, like a heartless ice sculpture, he curled his lower lip, cruel and cold, "Tang Su, you are so dirty!"

(End of this chapter)