After being with her for a long time, he couldn't help but feel as if he was seventeen or eighteen years old again.

At that time, everyone was saying that boys should never particularly like a girl when they were seventeen or eighteen years old, because they were destined to have no results, because they were destined to be bruised.

At that time, he was too immature and didn't understand what men and women loved, and didn't know what love and hatred were.

If you like someone, you have to be good to her with your heart and lungs.

What she wants, he will do his best to meet it.

What she doesn't want, he won't feel heartache no matter how much he likes it.

He experienced a very beautiful first love, and when it happened, although he escaped death, he trapped himself in hell.

For twelve years, he was tortured!

It's been a hundred times since she's dead, so what about him?

Why did all this pain and suffering be left to him! Obviously she was the culprit! Why could she disappear with a wave of her hand, and he had to live alone to bear all this.

In the months when he just woke up, there was not a single night that was peaceful, and there was not a day when he did not experience all the memories of that day again and again in the torment of memories.

At that time, where was she?

She just watched from the horizon and watched everything she wanted!

Later, he was sent to the United States by the Du family, and he actually understood all the treatments, but he just abandoned him.

What the Du family needs is an heir, a person who can't even control his temper and his own routine, and he can't be more unworthy of taking over the Du family.

During his years in the United States, he was decadent, drunk and dreaming all day long, longing to find a little peace in alcohol.

Forget when you're drunk, but what about when you wake up?

It's still endless pain, boundless hatred.

He will never forget the roar that sounded in his ears that day, the explosion, and her crying, the guilt he couldn't do anything about!

He's just a piece of shit, he can't save her!

Later, he began to torture himself, forcibly shutting down his hearing and speech functions.

After a long time, he really couldn't hear or speak.

As the days passed, the people who were still enthusiastic about him at the beginning gradually dispersed.

It seems that there are only Lin Yanzhi and Bai Zhi by his side.

They grew up together since childhood, and although their identities are different, they are closer than brothers.

Seeing Lin Yanzhi hiding in the corner crying because of him, and looking at Bai Zhi's red and swollen eyes every day, he felt for the first time whether he needed to change.

It's just the end of a paragraph, it's just a person, why should he trap himself and torture others.

There is never a shortage of tragic people in the world, and there is no shortage of emotional stories.

There are so many homeless people on the road, countless families destroyed by the war every year, and people who choose to commit suicide because of diseases......

There will always be a place in the world where the sun can't shine, and he stands in the sun but doesn't know how to cherish it.

Overnight, he quit drinking, smoking, and all bad habits.

Actively cooperate with the treatment, follow the doctor's instructions, eat and sleep on time.

When he was in better health, he could control himself not to fall into anxiety, not to let his emotions get out of control, he picked up the book again, and re-learned the words that could be boring.

That's what he has on his shoulders, and he's supposed to take it.

After his body recovered, his network was built, and knowledge was engraved into his mind, he was finally able to return to China calmly.

Although, he didn't think about it or ask all these years, but the accident was still a thorn in his heart.

Everything was too coincidental, and in the end, even her confession was so abrupt.

He always felt that things were not so simple, so he began to pretend that he still couldn't speak.

In the past two years after returning to China, he had no desires and no desires, and he was so busy every day that even his sleep time was repeatedly compressed.

After ten years of principle, the Du family no longer has his place, so he can only squeeze in again with all his might.

As long as the flesh and blood on his body is there, he is a member of the Du family.

In ten years, the old man was late and no longer asked about Du's, which became the best opportunity for him to return to China.

When he pulled down quietly, he asked himself, "Have you been happy for the past few years?"

Happy?

There is no so-called high unhappiness in his life, and he has long ignored these in his heart.

Constantly moving forward, fulfilling his parents' last wishes, and finding the culprit of that year have become the driving force for him to persist over the years.

Gu Xiaoman's intrusion was an accident.

On that day, he had just left the banquet, and the smell of alcohol on his body made him irritable, but he had just reached the staircase when suddenly a figure rushed towards him.

I couldn't help but hold his leg and start calling for help, crimson cheeks, pale solid color, and fear trembling in my eyes, and the fierce man in black running behind him.

The blood-red carpet was the color of the fire that day, and the raging fire burned everything.

Looking at the girl on the ground, the memories began to fade, and for a while, the two images gradually coincided, and the silhouette of that person gradually covered the girl kneeling on the ground.

obviously hated her in his heart, he hated her, but in the girl's cry for help, he softened.

I don't know if I was enchanted, so I carried her into the car and returned to the villa.

Putting her on the bed, he was about to turn away when the girl suddenly reached out and grabbed his little thumb.

The soft murmur unconsciously spilled out of her mouth.

"Don't go~Don't go~"

Not leaving?

He has done his duty, can he stay here for one night without leaving?

Just as she was about to shake off her fingers, the girl kicked the quilt off her body without knowing what she muttered, and began to unravel the already little fabric that was already left.

Perhaps to make it easier for those men to move, her skirt was ripped off her body almost as soon as she was ripped off.

Looking at her fair skin, undulating chest, flat lower abdomen, and smooth legs, he actually had a feeling of blood gushing for the first time after being a widowed monk for twelve years.

In particular, the girl's hand holding his fingers went down his arm like a small snake towards the plate.

He is a normal man, especially in the face of such a scene, as well as the stimulation of alcohol and the seduction of the environment just now, he was inexplicably aroused by a girl of unknown origin.

It's just that he's not a man whose reason has been ruined by desire.

He can't just happen to a girl, after all, who can tell if this girl is arranged by someone with a heart.

So, he can't be impulsive!

Shaking off her hand, he turned to leave.

As soon as he took two steps, the girl behind him suddenly knelt up from behind him, hugged his waist directly, and sprinkled his soft and boneless hands on his tight abdominal muscles, lighting a fire.

The flames were aroused, and the raging wildfire burned all his sanity in an instant as the girl's fingers moved down.

There is no one in this world who can stand at the top of the chain of contempt and deceive anyone.

The story takes place in the madness of that night.

She was drugged, so she boldly seduced, and he thought that she had already been through a hundred battles, after all, a woman who had been in that kind of place.

But when he entered, the girl's heart-rending pain made him realize that he was wrong.

However, it was too late to recover.

He tried his best to be careful, so that his movements were gentle, but she still let out a cry of pain, one by one from the low cry of forbearance to the murmur of the cat in the back, little by little his patience collapsed.

didn't stop all night, even he was a little unbearable, and the next day he didn't go to the company for the first time.

When Lin Yanzhi came with a stack of documents, when he saw the small blood-red scratches on his boss's neck, everything was already clear.

Finally, his own boss idiom officially became a man at the age of 30!