The game between them has just begun.

His crusade was only the first step.

Victory is still far away.

Wait, Song Lu, I will pay you back the pain you added to me.

Told Song Lu a path, or the last time he chatted with a passenger, he told himself.

After saying that, I realized that something was wrong.

went to see Song Lu and found that she was helping Xiaoxing pull the quilt as usual.

I didn't think much of it.

Arrive at the intersection of the path that Chen pointed out.

Song Lu looked at the car lights that were faintly shining from the road leading to the top of the mountain in the dark.

A rugged path against the backdrop.

I couldn't help but panic.

Not to mention how rugged the mountain road was, she couldn't overcome it just by the darkness.

In addition to the barren mountains and wild nights, it is inevitably reminiscent of something terrifying.

I only felt numb in my back, and I was scared when it came to my scalp.

In my heart, I made thousands of retreats.

I can think of the situation of my uncle's family.

Gritting his teeth, he had to rush up.

I took out my phone and relied on the faint light source, all the way up.

The next time, every time my mother goes out, she stays at home alone.

will tell her that when a person is scared, he sings.

When the angels hear this, they will come and be with you.

Song Lu was convinced at the time that when she was alone, she always sang while waiting for her mother at the window.

grew up and had Song Jialone's company.

She was rarely alone.

But after going around all these years, she is finally still alone at this moment.

Think of the milky little doll, the way it sings.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of Song Lu's lips.

The soft singing voice spread little by little on the empty mountain road.

Dangling into the ears of a man sitting in a black car on the road.

became the saddest melody.

Twinkle and twinkle.

The sky is full of little stars.

Hang in the sky and shine brightly.

It seems like a lot of small eyes.

The smoke of the fingers is about to burn out.

Every word Song Lu sang seemed to hit his heart.

How many midnight dreams in between.

That's what he longed for the voice so much.

But every time it became a silent nightmare.

The intolerance and pain were left to him alone.

The burning pain in his fingers seemed to remind him.

It's time to stop.

Outside the window, a scarlet dot sank into the ground.

The people in the car seemed to come back to their senses violently.

The taillights at the back of the car are on.

The man who walked out of the car behind the sports car, his white shirt bulging in the wind.

ran to the car window in three or two steps, and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Lu." ”

The man in the car changed his seat belt, and the sadness on his face had been replaced by indifference.

"I'll go back first, the mountain road is not easy to walk, remember to turn on the lights," the car quickly drove in front of the man in the white shirt, that is, Yu Yang.

Yu Yang was only slightly stunned.

Then I got into the car.

Turn on the high beams and head to the opposite path leading to the mountain.

He is the person chosen by Ji Heng's old fox, if he doesn't have the ability to observe words and feelings.

How could it be reused by Nanmen Zhen?

Everyone says that Mr. Lu, who is now indifferent, had a woman who loved her to the bone five years ago.

If Yu Yang guessed correctly, that woman is Miss Song Lu tonight.

Otherwise, how could Mr. Lu, who has a lot of opportunities, put down so much work at hand.

set such a big trap, waiting for Miss Song to jump into it by herself?

In fact, it is really difficult to hide loving someone.

Even pretending not to care much about it is too deliberate.

***

Evening, eleven thirty-five o'clock.

Song Lu was exhausted and thirsty and finally arrived at the door of the Mid-Levels Hotel.

Four simple words.

Song Lu suddenly felt that he had become his hope.

When I pushed the door in, I saw the reflection inside the glass door and found myself.

I was ashamed of myself.

The hair on the forehead is wet with sweat and sticks to the forehead.

The skirt on her body was crumpled.

Because of walking for a long time, his face is pale, and his lips and teeth are pale without a trace of blood.

A burning pain in the soles of the feet and heels.

It is impossible to ignore.

The waiter at the front desk looked like she didn't want to answer when she saw her like this.

Until I saw her pull out the card that Nanmen Zhen had stuffed into her chest before.

Attitudes changed immediately.

After Song Lu proposed to go to the bathroom.

even kindly led her directly.

These five years.

Song Lu received too much white eyes and disdain.

Most people in this society have the identity of single mothers.

Disgust and contempt are more than sympathy.

Many times, Song Lu's sadness and grievances are hidden under the appearance of not caring much.

After tidying up a little bit from the bathroom.

Be accompanied by a waiter.

Take the elevator directly to the top floor of the hotel.

That is, the VIP room on Song Lu's card.

Which waiter who had been following her wanted to ask several times.

Her real relationship with which gentleman in the VIP room upstairs.

Song Lu smiled but did not answer.

In the end, in exchange for the waiter's heavy eyes.

Dressed in black and black pants, tall and handsome, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, he still has an impeccable face and an aura all over his body.

It is completely in line with the image of Prince Charming in the minds of all girls.

Which gentleman who stayed in the VIP room at night when he returned.

A few people at the front desk were about to stop him and ask for the room number.

The manager had already run out and respectfully greeted the gentleman.

After coming down, they all had no eyesight.

Which gentleman just now is Nanmen Zhen, who is so powerful that no one can match in City C.

Pinching the room card in her hand, Song Lu lingered at the door of the room for a long time.

I still don't dare to insert the room card and go in.

Separated by a door.

She didn't know how far she was from Nanmenzhen.

Dense beads of sweat were already pouring out of his palms.

Biting your lip tightly.

Still don't dare to act rashly.

didn't know that Nanmen Zhen in the door had already passed through the monitoring of the aisle and saw her anxious appearance in her eyes.

Seeing how she wanted to leave.

My heart was stirring.

Run over quickly.

The moment he opened the door, the anxiety on his face had been replaced by indifference.

"What do you mean by not coming in, do you mean that I will come out and invite you in?" Nanmen Zhen had just taken a shower, under the white nightgown.

Looming muscle lines.

Song Lu couldn't help blushing.

Nanmen Zhen, who was watching TV as a guise, was already ape-like.

At this moment, I saw the body reflected on the frosted glass.

Suddenly I felt my mouth dry.

For five years, the flood beast that had been subdued in its body seemed to be about to break through its cage.

Every cell tearing through his body was screaming.

For a moment, all his expressions froze.

I obviously hated that woman to death.

The most primitive memory of the body is still only that woman.

Small half-rated.

The sound of the water stopped.

Nanmen Zhen's stiff body was devoid of auditory stimulation.

Gradually, it recovered somewhat.

"I accidentally got the skirt I was wearing, can I please help me find a piece of clothing," Song Lu's soft voice was cautiously tentative.

Immediately, Nanmen Zhen's face sank.

"What a nuisance," complained in displeasure.

But he still took a shirt of his own from the closet and handed it over.

Song Lu stretched out her hand and took the shirt.

Touching the back of Nanmen Zhen's cold hand.

The familiar feeling made her body feel as if her memory had been revived.

Began to tremble slightly.

Holding the shirt full of Nanmen's chastity, he stayed in the bathroom for a while before relieving.

***

When it comes out.

The TV is still on.

On the sofa, there was no longer Nanmen Zhen's figure.

Song Lu was still puzzled.

A voice could already be heard from the direction of the restaurant, "Come and eat." “

It's still a clear and cold voice.

But it made Song Lu's nose sour. 、

Parts of the memory begin to overlap.

Song Lu remembered that when they first met, there was also such a scene.

At that time, Nanmen Zhen and her.

Obviously just two people who just met.

But every move is like someone who has been known for a long time.

***

Time can change anything.

Character, preferences, ideas, attitudes.

However, Song Lu knew.

It doesn't matter how long it takes.

Never be able to change her love for the person in front of her.

The light made the chill around him fade a little.

They ate in silence and looked at each other without saying a word.

But it was as if a thousand words had already been spoken.

She thought Nanmen Zhen would understand.

However, he still didn't understand after all.

***

On the big white bed, it seems that even the surrounding air is entangled in ambiguity.

Song Lu sat uncomfortably on the edge of the bed.

The next second.

Suddenly it was pitch black in the room.

Accompanied by a few anxious footsteps.

Before he could come back to his senses, his body had been pushed onto the big bed behind him.

Then someone covered it.

Familiar breaths and breaths.

It seems to take away all of Song Lu's heartbeat.

"At eleven fifty-five, you appeared in front of me, it seems that you are very sincere, so what next? talk about the chips you asked me to help with," Nanmen Zhen's voice was cold and indifferent.

Mixed with contempt inside.

Song Lu's heart was sour when she heard this.

"What do you want?" Holding back her sadness, the words she asked made Nanmen Zhen chuckle.

"What do I want, don't you know?" Ah, gently," he said again, calling out the name that belonged to him, and Nanmen Zhen's heart throbbed unbearably.

“……“

"For a person like me who is not short of money and women, what do you think I will want? I probably have played with too many women, and suddenly I feel that you are not bad, and I miss you very much when I think of the way you once begged me to ask me for you under me, so ah, I naturally want you," blurted out the words, hurting others at the same time, but also hurting themselves.

"You, don't you have a girlfriend, aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will know, you did this, sad and sad?" Song Lu's fingers pinched the sheets under him.

in order to control their volume normally.

"Sad and sad, don't you have the most say in this kind of thing? Five years ago, my dear Mrs. Lu went to bed with other men, and was caught by me, when I saw it in bed, did you think that I would be sad and sad, well, tell me, have you thought about it," Nanmen Zhen's fingers rubbed against Song Lu's neck.

Song Lu didn't know if it was her own delusion.

Obviously, Nanmenzhen's movements were unusually gentle.

But she felt the next second.

He will strangle himself.

"I didn't, I explained it five years ago, why don't you believe me," Song Lu's face turned red from the anxious explanation.

"Believe you, how can I believe you, believe you, you will leave me for five years, not even my brother, Song Lu, what is your heart made of, why can you hate it so much," Nanmenzhen's palm moved to her neck, the green tendons on her forehead were exposed, and there was a bloodthirsty luster in her eyes, "Is he so good? so good that you are willing, leave everything behind, and go with him? Gently, do you know that when you appear in front of me safely, I can't wait to strangle you, strangle you, a woman who has no heart." ”

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