Dear, Love Me Gently

Don't sleep and mutter.

Cold words suddenly came from Lu Xiaoxin's head. Lu Xiaoxin didn't look up at Chu Mingyang and still leaned on his shoulder.

Sometimes I feel that people's thinking is very complex.

Just like you.

A man finally answered, but in exchange for Lu Xiaoxin's white eyes.

At least I'm still alive.

That's your life is too hard.

A man seldom has a good temper.

Yes, my life is hard.

It's a miracle that so many things have happened that she is still alive.

Just know.

A man actually catered to the way for the first time.

Unlucky people like me try to live. Why do some people just can't think of it?

Lu Xiaoxin has always admitted that her life is hard, but she just doesn't understand why the man driving the luxury car committed suicide that night.

And she's the only witness.

She felt guilty every time she thought of it.

That's their business. It's none of your business.

A man replied faintly, as if he felt Lu Xiaoxin's mood at the moment.

But only I saw him dead.

Lu Xiaoxin finally summoned up the courage to say what happened that night. Only she knew about it. She always felt that she was very irresponsible. Even if she didn't save her life, she didn't report it.

If you die, you die. What else can you do.

Chu Mingyang's tone is still faint.

However, if his family can't find that person, will they be in a hurry?

This is not something you should worry about.

I don't want to be fussy, but my mind always thinks of that night. I closed my eyes several times, as if I heard the man asking me: why not save him? Why not call the police?

Hearing the little woman say so, Chu Mingyang's deep eyes flashed a trace of heartache.

It turned out that she had been blaming herself for so many days.

She thought he killed himself in a luxury car that night. She thought he was so dead.

It seems that we have to find a chance to take her to experience how he returned to land that night.

Just, where are his clothes?

Where is the USB drive?

Chu Mingyang is more concerned about this.

It seems that you have done too much thanks to your heart and have been condemned by your conscience.

A man knows that the rash ghost is very melancholy now, but he mercilessly stabbed him.

How can his housekeeper be so fragile? If she doesn't train her well, when will she grow up.

Who has done something wrong? You're nervous.

Lu Xiaoxin's fiery nerves were immediately ignited, and her small head left someone's shoulder. She reasoned and said.

say yes and mean no.

I... well, I feel guilty about one thing, but I can't blame me. It's that guy who wants to die. What can I do? Besides, I wanted to save him at that time

Lu Xiaoxin grew up, and this is the most sorry thing.

I haven't done anything else. My big watery eyes blinked and tried to remember.

Looking at the bold ghost's serious appearance, Chu Mingyang slightly hooked his lips.

Have you ever thought of doing something for that guy to make up for it?

Yes.

Why hasn't Lu Xiaoxin done it? She often goes to the seaside to pay homage to that person. Is that counted.

How did you do it?

I burn a lot of paper money and luxury cars for that man every time. By the way, there are beautiful women.

Lu Xiaoxin guessed that the man must love luxury cars, or he wouldn't commit suicide and drive a luxury car.

In that case, it is enough to show that the man is boastful.

In that case, she had to burn more tempting things for the man.

Hearing what the rash ghost said, Chu Mingyang yanked his lips.

This woman!

Lost to her.

He's still alive. She burned him paper money and beautiful cars.

Why don't you burn you to him.

If it's cold, throw it over. There's no temperature at all.

You're not angry. You're not the one who died.

Lu Xiaoxin was suddenly taught a lesson by Chu Mingyang. She looked puzzled and retorted.

……

A man choked to death.

Sooner or later, she'll kill me.

Wouldn't you help that man do something substantive, burn paper?

Chu Mingyang looks at Lu Xiaoxin patiently.

Substantive things?

Lu Xiaoxin blinks. She doesn't understand what this man means.

In fact, she also suspected burning paper. Can that person receive it.

Moreover, she was not sure whether there was a theory of hell.

If there is a hell, he can't use things from the sun, such as mobile phones, villas and so on.

Have you ever thought about contacting the other party's family and handing over the person's relics to the other party's family.

A man began to thread a needle, hoping to lead out the USB drive.

Yes.

Lu Xiaoxin answered very seriously. In fact, she really thought about it, but later she couldn't find where the other party was from and didn't know what the other party was.

How did you do it?

When Chu Mingyang asked her, Lu Xiaoxin's eyes flashed a touch of curiosity. Her head leaned over and looked at him curiously.

What are you look at?

Chu Mingyang saw the little woman looking at him alertly and thought: he had just put on a needle and thread, and she suspected him before there was any clue.

impossible.

How could this stupid woman think of that floor.

Lu Xiaoxin's thinking doesn't follow the routine at all. She doesn't know what she's thinking now.

Chu Mingyang frowned slightly, with a light attitude.

Mr. Chu, could that person be a person of status or an assassination by a rich family.

Hearing what Lu Xiaoxin said, Chu Mingyang frowned again.

I can't overestimate her.

I thought she was suspicious.

It seemed that her brain was wide open and began to conceive the plot of the cause of death that night.

He is worthy of writing novels. His imagination is in place. He actually thought of the assassination of a rich family.

Mr. Chu, if that man was murdered, he died unjustly.

How did you know he was murdered.

Chu Mingyang was completely defeated by her.

You are stupid. Who committed suicide well, and still drove a luxury car to commit suicide, which shows the illusion of hiding his ears and stealing his bell.

As soon as Lu Xiaoxin patted her thigh, she seemed to finally understand why the man committed suicide. She must have been forced and helpless before she was desperate.

Thinking so, her inner apology faded a lot.

I heard the bold guy say he was stupid. A man had a black face and was completely speechless.

I don't understand how the theories in her little head came from.

Maybe this is her wonderful talent.

Of course, it is a talent for writing, which is not suitable for real life.

Too many ideas were imagined by her out of thin air.

Very speechless.

oh dear! I remember it.

Lu Xiaoxin patted her thigh again and seemed to think of more important clues.

What do you remember?

Chu Mingyang really doesn't like her. She is surprised and makes a fuss. Her mood changes so fast.

Why should I tell you? It's my secret.

Lu Xiaoxin turned her head and ignored Chu Mingyang. Then her small head leaned against the shoulder.

But the next second, her head fell straight into the yellow sand.

Chu Mingyang stood up directly. Since she didn't share with him, why let her lean against him.

Mr. Chu, what are you doing in the middle of the night?

Chu Mingyang just got up suddenly. Lu Xiaoxin fell straight on the sand and got up to see Chu Mingyang leaving.

This man, do you want to be so stingy.

Don't share secrets with him. As for that.

Convenient.