Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

It's still a burning email after reading, and it will disappear automatically after reading it.

Lu turned off the computer, took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it.

……

Le Zhao selects two books in the library, and Susan goes downstairs with her.

"You have a good relationship. I saw Kingsley treat people so well for the first time. Before, I thought he wanted to pay attention to orphans. "

Susan really wants to talk to le Zhao.

You can't chat in embarrassment. You should start with familiar topics. Of course, it's best to talk about bandits.

Le Zhao smiles and doesn't speak.

"There are too many messy news on the Internet. Don't be affected. It's really boring. It's clear that you are all missing, but those people will not let you go, and they will make a rumor about you. "

Susan took a look at her cell phone and saw the latest news push.

In fact, Le Zhao has been used to it for a long time, but out of politeness, she followed Susan's words and said, "what did you say to me? It's funny news this time. "

Susan's face slightly changed with a casual glance.

A little closer to le Zhao, you can see a picture of song Qu.

The following news headline caught her eye and held her gaze strongly.

Those words seemed to shake and twist in front of her eyes, and the only things that came into her mind were: split personality, mental illness

These words, infinite amplification, like nails into the flesh.

For a moment, it was as if the skin had split.

A blank in my mind, Yue Zhao lost his voice.

Susan thought that happy photos were not happy. She suddenly regretted that she had done too much: "these people are really boring, aren't they? You can do anything for money. I say, these people are really not kind at all. It's just that you think you're dead and that the dead won't refute. That's why you come out and make a fool of yourself. "

Le Zhao went downstairs without saying a word, and his back was full of panic.

She was flustered in her head and floating under her feet.

"Ah -"

Susan watched the music photo, rolled down the stairs, and didn't stop until she fell to the bottom.

She lay there, motionless, with a cloud of black hair covering her face.

Susan ran to le Zhao as she called.

Le Zhao felt dark in front of her eyes and severe pain in many parts of her body, but the dizziness didn't last long. It might be just a few seconds.

There was Susan's cry in her ear: "she suddenly stepped on the air and fell down. Everything happened too fast. It's too late. It's really too late."

Susan was frightened by the look in the eyes of the bandit Lu. She explained in a hurry that she really didn't hurt Le Zhao.

Le Zhao opens her eyes. She is held in her arms by the bandit Lu. The man's face is gloomy, as if she had just come out of the freezer.

"I It's OK. "

Squeeze out these three words, Le Zhao coughs gently.

Lu took her back to her bedroom.

Ni Xiao delivered the medicine box at the first time.

She wanted to ask if she wanted to help, but when she saw the black face of the boss, she withdrew in silence.

When Lu bandit gets along with Le Zhao, she doesn't like the presence of others. She knows that.

Le Zhao's hands and legs were bruised, mainly at the joints.

Lu Fei calmly handled her wound.

Le Zhao couldn't help hissing and instinctively had to struggle to escape.

Lu Fei gave her a cool look: "it hurts."

Le Zhao nodded almost tearfully.

"Bear it."

“……”

He said it ruthlessly, but Lu Fei lightened his strength.

A man with a straight face is very gentle.

Le Zhao's eyebrows and eyes stretch slightly, but there is a bag of tears in his eyes.

The bandit picked up his things, took out a piece of disinfectant wipes, and slowly wiped every finger.

His fingers are beautiful. Such a picture can be used as an advertisement. It's a hand-controlled welfare.

That hand, falls to the corner of Le Zhao's eye, wipes her tears.

"Zhao Zhao, how did you fall just now? Is there anything unhappy? Huh? You can tell me. "

There was a slight earthquake in lechao Tongren.

Holding the quilt hand, do not feel forced.

Lu bandit thought of the email just now, and the word "come back" was repeated in his mind.

Obviously, there are other insiders of the plan.

But le Zhao didn't tell him.

Lu Fei's eyes were dark and cold. He held Le Zhao's fingers and rubbed them slowly, but he had a strong desire to control.

Le Zhao shrunk and had to stretch his hand.

Palms are full of sweat.

Realizing this, she punched again.

But in this way, it seems very nervous.Le Zhao is stiff there and doesn't know what to do.

When she was still wondering what posture to put, Lu Fei's cool voice sounded:

"or, I should ask you in a more direct way. Are you hiding something from me? "

Music according to the tension in the heart of the string, suddenly broken.

Lu bandit stared at her, saw her close lips, eyes color with more and more cold: "Zhao Zhao, confess to me."

Le Zhao's face became more and more pale.

"And if not?"

She asked in a trembling voice.

"What can't?"

"I don't want to say that. I don't want to! "

Le Zhao was forced out of control by Lu's aggressiveness, and her eyes turned red quickly. "Don't force me, I didn't ask you to be with me, and I didn't ask you to do all this for me."

The bandit released his hand and said nothing.

But Yue Zhao's heart fell into the abyss because of this action.

He must have seen the news on the Internet, and then he suddenly asked her so strongly.

The deep secret was the last thing she wanted to be discovered.

She's embarrassed. Why does he have to come and ask her?

"Who has no secrets? Are you blaming me? What position do you have to blame me for? You forget, what's the reason for our divorce? Don't you think it's funny to talk about honesty? Bandit Lu, I told you that I pushed you away again and again to keep you away from me. I said, you don't listen. "

Music is like an angry and frightened beast, showing its claws to hurt others and hurt itself.

You can't ask a stressed cat to calm down because it's an instinct.

Lu Fei was extremely upset: "so I can't ask about you, and I don't deserve to know about you. What are we doing now? Do you have a bed companion? "

If Le Zhao is calm at the moment, she should be able to recognize that the things that Lu bandit discussed with her and argued about are not the same thing at all.

Sometimes when two people quarrel, once they turn over the old account, most of the topic will be a few miles away.

For women, what they need more is emotional value: Men's attitude.

People have different personalities. How can you yell at me? What's your attitude?

Those who are injured and sensitive will shut up and close the channel of communication.

The word "bed companion" came out of Lu's mouth, which deeply stimulated Le Zhao.

"What you say is what you say." Le Zhao don't open face, a drop of tears across the corner of the lip, bitter to the extreme.