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Chapter 266 I'm Back (2)
She cried hard, sobbing and slurring her words, but Zuo Cheng understood. He squatted down slowly, hugged the crying woman into his arms, kissed her tears and coaxed her: "Fool, then It's all a lie, and it won't work."

"She also said it wouldn't work." She kept shaking her head indiscriminately, "But I believe it."

she?Zuo Cheng narrowed his dark eyes, and brought the trembling woman into his arms: "Why don't you believe me?"

She was sobbing badly, tears kept flowing into Zuo Cheng's shirt, the scorching temperature.

"My late summer." Zuo Cheng read aloud with distress.

Her trembling body froze for a moment, she stopped crying, and opened her eyes wide, her eyes full of panic.

She finally remembered why those four words were so familiar yet so unfamiliar, because they were only half right.

At the door, a man and a woman cuddled each other. There is no land to grow old, but the sky is barren.

Among the dozens of men standing, a man lowered his head, wiped away his tears, his eyes were red.

Just an hour ago, this man said, "Isn't she just a woman?" Now he finally understands Uncle Jin's words: This woman is the fate of the Zuo family.

Because of the rain, Zuo Cheng directly carried the woman into the bathroom, took off all the wet clothes on her body, and put them into the hot water. Regardless of his own wetness, he focused on cleaning the woman. She seemed to be lost. Like a puppet of the soul, let Zuocheng toss.

Zuo Cheng held her face in his hands and wiped it carefully, then leaned over and kissed her slack eyes: "Don't think about it."

She suddenly woke up, stared at Zuo Cheng in a daze, after a while, pushed Zuo Cheng: "You go out, I will wash it myself."

"Be good, be obedient." Zuo Cheng didn't worry about her, so he naturally refused to let her do it herself.

"I'm fine, you go wash up, you're also in the rain, don't catch a cold."

The woman's eyes were so pitiful after crying for a long time, she looked at Zuo Cheng softly, Zuo Cheng's heart softened, he compromised, kissed her and got up and went out.

With a click, the bathroom door closed, Zuo Cheng came out of the bathroom, picked up the phone: "Go and find out who she met on the overpass."

The woman in the bathtub got up and walked to the door without a trace.

There was another click, and the door was locked. Barefoot, she walked to the mirror with a sneer on the corner of her mouth. In the mirror was her own outline, and then a pair of empty eyes flashed through the rough waves. Three words were drawn on the foggy mirror, which was a person's name.

Jiang Xiachu...

She pulled her lips and smiled, recalling the rainy and foggy overpass an hour ago.

A woman in a black windbreaker stood at the head of the bridge, her bright eyes flicked around, she put down her umbrella, and held the lock to find a satisfactory place.

"Don't hang up, it won't work, I hung up ten years ago."

The sudden sound of intruding made the woman startled, the padlock stopped, she got up and turned around, she knew this woman, a strange woman she had seen in the toilet.

"Who the hell are you?"

The woman didn't answer, and walked to the bridge with a big red umbrella, squatting down, the woman took out the lock she had just hung but hadn't had time to fasten, put it in her hand and looked at it carefully: "Jiang Shenxia "After reading the name on the lock, the woman smiled vaguely and raised her eyes, "Your name is wrongly written on the lock."

"I can not understand what you say."

After finishing speaking, she was about to reach out to grab her lock back, but the woman dodged away, and the woman on tiptoe cast down her eyes and looked down: "You really don't remember anything?"

She asked back: "What do I need to remember?" The strange woman kept saying things she couldn't understand.

"Do you remember Jiang Xiachu?"

She was stunned, and looked at the woman in shock. The woman smiled and put the lock back in her hand. Instead of taking her hand away immediately, she rubbed the face of the lock and murmured: "This side should be written on the lock." It's those three words."

Which three words?Jiang Xiachu?But the back is Zuocheng, how can it be?

She frowned, displeased: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"The person Zuo Cheng loves." The woman replied softly, only half a sentence.

Just as she was about to speak, the woman answered the second half of the sentence: "My name is Jiang Xiachu."

"Boom!"

As soon as her hand softened, the padlock fell on the bridge and rolled a few meters away. The lock with the words "Jiang Shenxia" on it gave off a cold light.

The woman smiled slightly, turned around, and walked further and further away holding the red umbrella. She fell heavily, sat on the ground, picked up the lock, and threw it into the water.

Her lock, the second time, still failed to hang on the chain of the overpass, it was due to Qianqian.

The mirror was hazy, reflecting the woman's paper-white face, bloodless, the memory was still raging in her head, and she refused to let her go, she shook her head and began to ache.

She rubbed her head, looked in the mirror, and smiled sadly.

"The person Zuo Cheng loves." She repeated the words of the woman on the overpass, with an emotionless coldness, "The name is Jiang Xiachu."

Reaching out, she erased the name on the mirror.

Suddenly, Zuo Cheng's words came to mind: You look very similar to Xia Chu, when you are not smiling, you are Xia Chu's appearance.

Xia Chu's appearance, Xia Chu's appearance... One sentence, lingering in her ears, over and over again, refusing to stop.

She raised her hand and slammed the porcelain cup hard at the mirror.

boom!
There was a crisp sound, and she opened her eyes again, her image was no longer in the mirror, broken into countless pieces, but she couldn't put together a complete image.

Jiang Xiachu, Jiang Shenxia, ​​who can tell which is which?

"Bang bang bang——" the bathroom door was slammed, and Zuo Cheng's eager shout came from outside: "Shen Xia, Shen Xia, what's wrong with you?"

She just smiled and lay back in the bathtub without saying or doing anything.

"Shen Xia, open the door quickly." Zuo Cheng roared, and the door of the bathroom vibrated after being slapped, which was extremely ear-piercing.

The woman in the bathtub looked at the door and sank her body into the water.

Suddenly, with a bang, the glass door shattered, and Zuo Cheng reached out to unlock the lock in horror, as if flustered, and failed to open it several times.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Zuo Cheng half-kneeled on the ground, glanced quickly at the broken mirror, and picked up the woman in the water: "Let me have a look."

She obediently remained motionless, like a puppet without a soul.

"Where did you touch it? Did you get hurt?" Zuo Cheng fished her out, held her in his arms and looked at her carefully. He wrapped her tightly with a bath towel after making sure there were no injuries on her body, and frowned, "Say, what's the matter?" ?”

Zuo Cheng's tone was extremely cold, he must have been angry.

She shook her head, expressionless: "I'm fine."

Zuo Cheng pinched her shoulders, suddenly exerted force, hugged her, and made her face the mirror: "Look at yourself, is it all right?"

(End of this chapter)