Love is even colder than snow

"You're Su Su, aren't you?!"

Tang Su felt more and more that the mentally ill man was not normal. When she chatted with Qin Muyan this evening, she heard that her best friend was also called Tang Su.

Tang Su is very beautiful. Some of the most powerful men in Haicheng love her.

She knows that Su Su in Lu Huai's left mouth must refer to Tang Su, but she really doesn't understand how he can associate them even if she has the same name and surname as Tang Su!

The face is completely different, okay!

Before Tang Su could speak, Lu huaizuo piously and carefully held her left hand in his palm.

His fingertips trembled gently, and his movements were particularly gentle, as if afraid of hurting her hand.

Looking at Lu huaizuo's careful appearance, Tang Su's eyes were inexplicably sour. She knew that he was checking whether the little finger of her left hand was missing.

Because Tang Su has no little finger.

However, her left hand is complete. In her only memory, she has never had the experience of hurting her little finger.

When I noticed the complete little finger on Tang Su's left hand and the hope in Lu Huai's left eye, it was a little broken.

This is ugly, not her Susu.

Her little finger is very good-looking, while his Su Su, little finger was brutally cut off. Even if the fracture has scabbed for a long time, it is still very unsightly.

Yes, such a monster who doesn't know where it came from can't be his Su Su!

Lu huaizuo's eyes became more and more red. Originally, he was really hungry, but looking at the exquisite and delicious food in front of him, he couldn't swallow half of it.

Where is his Su Su!

His Su Su, why can't he come back!

It has been more than two years. Why hasn't his Su Su, even his dream, entered?

His Su Su really thinks he's dirty. She's afraid he'll dirty her reincarnation, right?

His Susu, don't him!

Lu Huai's left heart hurt so much that his whole body began to spasm.

The veins on the back of his hand burst, and the veins on his forehead also jumped abruptly. His handsome face, known as the once-in-a-thousand-year God face, also changed slightly because of extreme pain.

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

All his life, he can only tell himself that his Su Su still has a wisp of soul and consciousness, which can be left between heaven and earth.

"Ah! 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. Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched him, he had thrown her hand away.

There's something wrong with this man!

Be kind as a donkey's liver and lung!

Who cares about him!

Tang Su glanced to Lu Huai's left. It is reasonable to say that the mental illness caused by the wind one big night, no matter how uncomfortable he was, had nothing to do with her. But I don't know why. Seeing his painful appearance, looking at his red eyes, seeing the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, her heart also inexplicably hurt.

Hey, this heartache is contagious!

"Su Su..."

Lu Huai held out his hand. He didn't drink, but he felt as if he was drunk. He wanted to catch his Su Su in the vast world, even if it was just a breath and a soul.

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

Mingming, a little girl who once liked him so much, she just left. She didn't want to leave him even half a minute!

"Sir, you don't look very well. Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Psychiatric hospital.

Hearing Tang Su's voice, Lu huaizuo's consciousness finally returned a little. His left hand left his heart extremely slowly. Then, he forced his body, got up from his chair a little bit, and walked outside the room like a walking corpse.

Finally, fuck off!

From the first time she saw Lu huaizuo outside the small hotel tonight, Tang Su expected him to go away quickly, but she didn't know why. He was leaving now. Her heart was inexplicable and empty.

Maybe, not only the problem of heartache will infect people, but also the mental disease.

In the future, I have to have as little contact with the mentally ill gentleman as possible!

For fear that Lu huaizuo would turn back and infect her with all kinds of problems, as soon as he left the door, Tang Su hurriedly closed the door of the room.

Lu Huai left looked at the door that was suddenly closed in front of him and burst out laughing.

He is really unpopular.

His Su Su hated him until he died. Now, even such an ugly person hates him as a fly and a mosquito.

What should he do, his Su Su, to stop hating him like that?

When he dies, she still wants to look at him again?

Then walk with him, a long way

Tang Su doesn't know whether she was frightened by the mentally ill gentleman tonight or whether she was really infected with some bad disease by him.

She lost sleep for no reason tonight.

When she finally fell asleep in the middle of the night, she had a very scary dream.

In fact, this dream, at the beginning, is not so scary.

Moreover, she had this dream many times.

She dreamed of the man in white shirt again. He took off his clothes one by one and sweated like rain on her.

Only this time, the environment in the dream is somewhat different from the previous times.

A few times ago, she felt like she was in a rental house, but this time, it was like in a small apartment.

Somehow, she also knew the name of the small apartment, Liuxiang.

The man in white shirt was not as gentle as in his previous dreams. This time, he was very cruel to her, as if he condensed endless hatred.

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

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

Before she could relax, a small pile of hundred yuan bills had hit her in the face.

The sharp corners of the hundred dollar bill were cut from her cheek. Although it would not cut a big wound, it also had a painful stabbing pain, which made her eyebrows tighten.

Previously, she could not see the man's face in a white shirt in her dream, but this time, she finally saw the man's face.

Lu huaizuo.

His face is really beautiful. Even if he has seen it many times, it can still be amazing.

Under the dim light, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, like a ruthless and unintentional ice sculpture. He hooked his lower lip, cruel and cold, "Tang Su, you are so dirty!"