Addicted Love In Marriage

In the arbor of the hospital, a thin woman leans against a wooden post beside her.

Lu Xingchi hasn't come to see him for a long time. Doesn't he know he's not sick? No, I have to see. Yang Chen walks back to the ward quickly.

……

On the top of his head, the four words of Tiansheng group are particularly dazzling. Press the elevator on the top floor and walk in quickly. Yang Chen is familiar with the way here.

"Hello, Miss Yang. The president has a guest. Do you see?"

"It's all right, we have an appointment," Yang Chen said with a smile, raising his legs and walking in.

At this time, in Lu Xingchi's office, Lin Yan leaned on the sofa and was talking about business.

"You said good end, how money died, some time ago did not look very good." Lin Yan made a sudden noise.

Brother? Brother died? make fun of! Definitely not!

But Lin Yan's voice kept whirling in Yang Chen's head, and his five white fingers buckled on the doorknob and couldn't move.

From the beginning of the finger, the whole hand trembled. Although he didn't believe the news he heard, his body still had instinctive fear. After so many years of parting, they finally got together. Yang Chen didn't believe that God was so cruel!

Stretching out his other hand and holding down his shaking hand, Yang chenqiang pretended to be calm, even though his face was pale and dizzy!

Hands force to open the door, Yang Chen's eyes fierce stare at Lin Yan who still want to say something.

"What did you say, my brother? Why do you curse him

Two eyes together stare at the door, in the face of Yang Chen's question, Lin yanmu stare, raised his hand to his smelly mouth, let you not open the door.

"Well, Yang Chen, why are you here? Aren't you in the hospital?" Lin Yan stands up from the sofa with a smile and is very upset about his carelessness.

"Can't I hear you curse my brother behind my back in the hospital?"

"He's lying, isn't he? It seems that I had dinner with my brother not long ago, and he told me to pay attention to my health. Tell me, he's talking nonsense, isn't he Yang Chen quickly walks up to Lu Xingchi and looks at him expectantly.

Tell me, you were just joking. Please, Lu Xingchi. You tell me, Yang Chen's heart keeps shouting.

Since Yang Chen came in, Lu Xingchi knew that everything couldn't be concealed. But looking at the fragile Yang Chen, he couldn't tell the truth. At the moment when Yang Chen looked at him, Lu Xingchi subconsciously closed his eyes. He didn't want to hurt her.

"Yang Chen, we are all your friends, you and us." Lu Xingchi got up and held this thin girl who would fall down at any time in front of him. Although he had experienced so much, he still gave him a broad shoulder like his brother.

Yang Chen's heart seemed to be grasped by a huge palm, too tight to breathe.

If Lu Xingchi could hold her like this before, she would be very happy. But now Yang Chen only feels that her warm arms pierce her heart like a sharp sword.

Trying to break away from Lu Xingchi's embrace, Yang Chen's face is full of tears, and her delicate makeup has been crying for a long time.

"I don't believe it. I don't believe my brother will leave me. Why can't you cheat me once and tell me that my brother is OK?" he ran out of the room without looking back.

In the hall on the first floor of Tiansheng group, passers-by look sideways one after another. A beautiful woman stumbles out of the elevator.

Yang Chen ran forward aimlessly, she didn't know where to run, but instinctively wanted to stay away from the place just now, away from what just happened, as if her brother never left.

How can the tolerant brother, the one who will hold his brother when he is sad, the one who will support him at any time, and the one who loves him the most, leave? No, it won't be like this.

Suddenly, Yang Chen stepped on a pebble and fell to the ground. He looked at several bloodstains in tears, like a blood curtain. In the blood curtain, his brother was looking at himself with a smile.

"Brother, brother, where are you? Don't go, don't leave me. "

Hand stretched forward, fingers open and close, as if hoping to grasp something important.

In the end, nothing could be grasped, and her hand hung down weakly, as if the action had exhausted all her strength.

She was lying on the ground crying, crying heartbroken, feeling like she had never felt so bad in her life, as if somewhere was empty.

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In the neon bar, the sound of music is deafening. But in a quiet corner, a woman drinks lonely. The excitement here has nothing to do with her. She is just a drunk here.

yes! Drunk people, although not willing to escape, but it seems that only drinking can alleviate the pain in their hearts. Looking at the two people drinking and rowing in front of me, it seems that I saw myself and my brother drinking in the bar before. They were the same, bright, but different people.

I remember that time, in order to celebrate my graduation from University, my brother called me to come here. That night, they were in high spirits and drank a lot of wine, just like them. But my brother always let himself drink a lot of wine. Think of that time two people laugh, Yang Chen is full of tears on the face of a smile, but the smile looks particularly bitter.

As long as I knew that I could not drink with him any more, I would not drink with him that day. He always indulged himself in this way.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I'll give you a few drinks. Don't be angry. Come back. I'll be obedient later." Yang Chen buried her head in her arms and let tears meander on her arms.

The table was full of empty wine bottles, half of which was whisky. Yang Chen belched, and the wine gas made her frown.

Throw down a pile of money, stagger out of the bar, blankly look around, blink dry eyes, turn to a direction to go, thinking that anyway, brother is not there, there is no difference where to go.

But what she didn't know was that fate didn't show mercy to her because of losing close relatives, instead, it gave her the most fatal blow.

In the dimly lit lane, Yang Chen walks with a blank brain, walking like a zombie out of the body, completely ignoring a group of thugs behind him.

Walking in the middle of the gangster is a bald man with a pack of cigarettes of more than ten yuan in his mouth. He looks at the Drunken Beauty in front of him with lewd eyes. He has noticed her for a long time. When he gets drunk alone in the corner, he is mostly abandoned by his lover. He likes this kind of beauty best. When he cries, he is in despair of being loveless. That kind of taste is most ecstatic, Think can relive that beautiful, bald excited fingers are trembling.

Looking at elder brother's face, his brothers are ready to move.

"Hi, beauty, I'll give you a ride." Bareheaded, Yang Chen said.

"Go away!" Without looking at the people in front of him, Yang Chen waved his hand like a fly.

"You

"Brothers, go up" the action that bald head is despised by Yang Chen is not light.

When he was pulled by many people, Yang Chen was sober. Looking at more than a dozen people in front of him, he was a little afraid. But he thought that his favorite brother was gone, and he seemed not afraid.

Looking at Yang Chen's stubborn eyes, his bald head and anger all disappeared, and he rubbed his hands all the time. No longer can't help but let people drag Yang Chen to the lane inside the dead end, take shelter in front of tearing Yang Chen's skirt.

With a tearing sound, Yang Chen's skirt turned into two parts. Looking at her white and tender thighs, she stretched out her bare head and shaking hands, feeling smooth and tight.

Feeling strange on her legs, Yang Chen's drunkenness disappeared, struggling, thinking of what happened next, Yang Chen's heart was very afraid.

Looking at Yang Chen with bare head, her stubborn eyes turned into fear, and her desire to crush her became more and more intense.