The sky gradually darkened, Su Mingzheng took a nap, she sat against the wall and slept, she became very dislike to lie down, and after falling asleep, she found that she would wake up suddenly when she lay down and touched the bed, and sat up suddenly.

She hates the feeling of waking up lying flat and thinks about that morning.

Su Mingzheng, who woke up, pressed the corner of her forehead, it seemed that she had a nightmare just now, and she was covered in cold sweat, she exhaled a long breath, and then inhaled gently, trying to stabilize her mood, and finally leaned her forehead against the cold wall.

In fact, what haunts her heart is the most angry and unacceptable: how could she fall for such a trick.

I want to blame myself almost endlessly.

Since she was in high school, she began to enter and exit places that were not allowed to minors, stuffed some money for the doorman, bought a fake ID card, and Su Mingzheng quickly learned these skills in a group of friends, and she was proficient and smooth.

Even if she knew that a group of people like Tang Shao and them didn't do good deeds, and the adolescent rebellious Su Mingzheng dared to go out with them in order to pursue excitement, she always had the means to keep a safe distance.

After many years, Su Mingzheng feels that she has become very proficient and at ease, and in recent years, she has been in and out of night places with such a mentality. Think you can handle it, and you can be at home anywhere.

So since the accident, what keeps replaying in her mind is every scene from the night before. Frame by frame of the picture reproduced repeatedly: from the beginning of the call to invite friends, at that time was still full of laughter, and then everyone talked about the store to go, Su Mingzheng and Equation Han in the same car, the couple in a car, under the black sky two cars galloping together on the road, talking and laughing through the window, after the point, Huang Shao arrived late with two female companions with heavy makeup, and saw him laughing while wiping sweat, these details were not important originally, but they existed in Su Mingzheng's life so rooted.

The flashing sign at the door of the store seemed to still be in his eyes, and Su Mingzheng explored his every move after entering the store, all the background that he saw, the people in the background - why didn't he feel wrong?

It's business as usual......... The furnishings in the store, the customers or the staff, Su Mingzheng didn't notice anything wrong at that time, there was no panicked broken wine glass, there was no frequent attention from other customers, the waiter's strange words and deeds, pale face or sweaty forehead, all the signs of the TV series did not exist, Su Mingzheng couldn't think of anything.

It's just a night as usual, an ordinary gathering of friends, much less exciting than many places Su Mingzheng has been, perhaps, in the laughter, the waiter sent a medicated drink, because he was happy to observe him, maybe, the dim sum with the wine was also added, and what would involuntarily flash in Su Mingzheng's mind was like a dream, a picture of a person who couldn't see the face holding a transparent and colorless potion dripping into red wine or snacks.

I thought that the model that would not change, the stable life, the behavior pattern that I thought was easy, and the history of several years of success, it turned out that it could only make people fall hard.

Why can't he find out about the conspiracy? Su Mingzheng can't cry, he can't cry.

Is it like what my father said, as long as you don't love to play so much, you won't have such an encounter? Is it that if you choose another store, the other party won't be able to do it? Is it that observing the waiter without distraction will give you a warning? But it seems that the person who came into the box was just a waiter, Su Mingzheng remembered that there was no foreman, and the waiter who didn't know the truth would not show anything strange at all. Then should I wonder why I don't see the foreman? In the past, there was often a foreman who came to serve in person......

The more I thought about it, the more I got into the tip of the little horns, but no matter how nitpicking I was, I just didn't feel wrong at the time, and I couldn't believe it

Is it true that it is you who should be punished? Something that should have been skillful, but it missed......

Even if you are distracted and trapped by love at that time......

Su Mingzheng pressed the corners of his forehead against the wall and rolled, couldn't help but clench his hand into a fist, and hit the wall with the bulge of his knuckles, feeling the pain of his bones.

But in memory a tender voice said, "It's their fault, not mine." Such a soft person can hold on to the idea that the guilt lies with the perpetrator, not the victim.

It turns out that it is easy to know this, but it is not easy to persist when it happens to yourself.

Su Mingzheng, who leaned her head against the wall, suddenly sat up straight, and a thought came to her mind as if she had awakened: Why am I so miserable, and not someone who has done unforgivable things to me?

She jumped out of bed, turned on the lights in the room, found suitable utensils from the cupboard, no longer felt sorry for herself, and walked quickly to the first floor, the destination was the kitchen, when she walked to the kitchen, she saw Su Guoming and Huang Wanying talking in the living room from a distance, but Su Mingzheng didn't pay attention to them, just buried her head in the kitchen looking for what she wanted, and saw that Chen's mother, who was washing dishes, also asked her for ketchup, plastic bottles, and Su Mingzheng took a bunch away. The habit of the Su family is that no matter whether they can be used or not, the treasury will be hoarded in large quantities, and who knows when the master will hold a banquet.

Su Mingzheng just carried a large tray with dozens of small glasses on the plate, and a pile of ketchup in his arm, and went up to the second floor. Even if Su Guoming and Huang Wanying saw her walking by, they couldn't guess what she wanted to do.

Huang Wanying has an exclusive cloakroom on the second floor, which is the privilege of the hostess, Su Mingzheng has never walked in, but she can imagine that it must be full of famous brands and custom-made clothes that Huang Wanying bought after marrying in, and a dazzling array of shoes of various styles is enough to fill several walls, which can be inferred from the fact that she frequently sees Huang Wanying carrying large bags and small bags into the door every time she gets off work.

Su Mingzheng pushed open the door of the cloakroom, this room was also a place for Su Mingzheng to play with his mother, when he was a child, Su's mother used all kinds of jewelry, hats, and clothes to dress up little Su Mingzheng, and taught her to understand aesthetics and fashion.

Now, the pattern is still the same as it used to be, with clothes and shoes that are already another woman hanging inside. Therefore, Su Mingzheng may not have stepped into it for a long time.

Su Mingzheng, who was wearing a simple white shirt and trousers, stood in front of the room full of luxurious clothes with her trousers wrinkled, two buttons less and an open collar, like a sloppy female hooligan, she put the tray heavily on the ground, and the floor was covered with a soft wool carpet so she didn't make a sound, but dozens of glasses on the tray hit each other and made a crisp sound.

The female hooligan stood, concentrating on unscrewing the cap of the ketchup, and with the opening facing down, she forcefully injected the ketchup into the glass on the tray, and then opened a new bottle when it was dry, and even if there was a splash, it was quickly filled with cups of red and clear liquid, and then she picked up the so-called suitable utensil from her room, which she had brought from her room, the Gower cue, which she had leaned against the door.

Su Mingzheng stood in the rectangular cloakroom just entered the side, and looked at all kinds of gorgeous clothes, women's robes, all the wardrobes were opened by her, in addition to clothes, there were all kinds of scarves, hats, shawls, in Su Mingzheng's connoisseurship, I knew that these were the highest crystallization of fashion, the best of craftsmanship, and the shoes of a half wall, each of which was extremely luxurious and exquisite. Su Mingzheng knows that these are the love of a woman's heart.

All kinds of extravagant atmosphere caused a whirlwind to attack Su Mingzheng, if it was a small person in the market, he would probably be deterred, but Su Mingzheng just hooked the corner of his mouth evilly, and excitedly rubbed the cue grip with his palm.

She stood in the middle of the short side of the rectangle, with a glass filled with red liquid at her feet - why are you the only one who makes me sad, even if I can't find evidence now!

Using the head of a golf club to hook a glass to his feet, Su Mingzheng pressed the head on the soft carpet to get used to the difference from the grass, then pulled the club back, and twisted his waist neatly and quickly to swing - the glass flew out and hit a suit, the red liquid spilled out, and then the glass slid down.

The strength is not enough, Su Mingzheng was afraid that she would break the cup directly at her feet, so she only made a small swing, but now that she knew, the smile next to the corner of her mouth became deeper.

On the second attempt, the swing became much faster, faintly causing a wind, and sure enough, the glass not only hit the clothes, but also crossed over and smashed the back of the wardrobe, and the bright red ketchup exploded in a wider area.

Su Mingzheng was satisfied, and began to play with the strength he could grasp, no, hit the glass, one by one the glass bombs exploded in Huang Wanying's cloakroom, Su Mingzheng also became more and more focused, and vented the sulk he had been holding back in the past two days in the hard swing again and again, and the wind that happened on the club became louder and louder.

Gradually, Su Mingzheng realized that she was not hitting a cup, but bullying and hurting her enemies, and Huang Wanying's face was exceptionally clear. She didn't wake up until a glass was smashed by an iron rod at her feet, but it didn't matter—the exploding ketchup smeared the woolly carpet and allowed her to achieve a goal.

Proceeding, he slammed the glass out in a different direction and target, not only making a cloakroom look like a crime scene where a murderer had killed several people, but also splattering red liquid everywhere, and insidiously shattering not only the floor, but the glass shards in every crevice.

I don't know how long it will take to clean the entire cloakroom? Will Huang Wanying still dare to wear these clothes and shoes? If one is not cleaned, she will wait to be pierced, such as the drawer of expensive panties.

If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, anyway, these clothes were bought with the Su family's money after Huang Wanying entered the Su family, Su Mingzheng took a big breath and looked at the results of her destruction, the whole room was like an abstract work of action art, she was still panting unevenly after intense exercise, and the fire was not discharged with the movement, but burned in her chest with the increase in body temperature.

Time to go.

Su Mingzheng made a gloomy face, clutched the club and exited the room, the adrenaline was high, and as a result, he met Su Ronghan who came down from the upstairs just around the corner, at that moment, 166 reading network