The anger on Nanmen Zhen's body suppressed the thousand words that Song Lu wanted to explain.

Tears silently rolled down the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly there was no hope for her.

The hope between her and Nanmenzhen seems to have been blocked by many difficulties and turned into a ground full of thorns.

"What you want, I'll give it to you, Nanmen Zhen," sadly found that he could only hug this man in this way.

He hated her to the core, but she still couldn't help but love him.

Reach out and hug the man above your body.

In his ears was his clear and powerful heartbeat.

It was as if the heart had been revived.

Strong beating.

With unspeakable tremors.

"Give me, what? your body is still your heart, tell me, which one is not dirty, Song Lu, put yourself in your position, in my eyes, you are just a cousin who begs me with your body, serve me well, I will remember your good and let your uncle's family go, otherwise, I will also make you feel a word, life is better than death," Nanmen Zhen pinched Song Lu's chin.

A rough kiss fell.

But I tasted bitterness at the corners of my lips.

It spread to the heart, and even the heartbeat slowed down a few points.

Let the two people on the bed be moved.

Thoughts seem to have turned into the most primitive actions.

The only thought that comes to mind is possession.

Crazy possession.

The night was heavy, the first night in five years.

Nanmen Zhenjue's heart slowly became less heavy.

Song Lu was his only hope of surviving in this world.

But her ruthlessness turned his extravagant hopes into despair.

"Gently, every night like this for five years, have you ever thought about me," he wiggled his body and merged into the most intimate gesture.

The pain in his body turned to shivering.

The initial inability to refuse has evolved into more bitter feelings.

Tears became the final catharsis.

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, but I have no choice but to die.

In this world, it has always been such a good Nanmen Zhen who can make Song Lu ignore it.

But he didn't believe her.

"Do you know how much I hate you? I wish I had never met you, I couldn't compare to him, let you leave me and follow him, do you know, after you left, I almost died," the scars buried deep in Nanmen Zhen's heart.

Never told anyone about it.

At this moment, he wanted to tell Song Lu about the grievances behind his indifference.

So aggrieved.

Why did he always need to bear it?

"No, Nanmen Zhen, I didn't, my departure is not what you think," Song Lu shook her head and denied.

Nanmen Zhen has long since stopped trusting her.

The more vigorously he swung, as if he was punishing Song Lu.

The feeling that the body has not felt for a long time.

So that she couldn't even speak.

Nanmen Zhen pulled Song Lu's body and put it in the most humiliating pose.

wantonly vented his hatred and dissatisfaction.

"Do you believe in retribution, I didn't believe it before, but the moment I saw you again, I believed it, didn't you follow Lou Yi without hesitation? He was not moved at all, and let you live so hard, do you say that this is your retribution for betraying me," Nanmen Zhen's ruthlessness and cruelty were like a double-edged knife.

When he stabbed Song Lu, he also stabbed himself.

"You say, Lou Yi sees me like this, will you still want you?" reached out and turned on the TV facing the bed.

The picture inside made Song Lu's breathing stop.

In night shot mode, she and Nam Men Zhen are all happening in this room.

Crystal clear on the TV screen.

The most honest body leads to the most real emotions.

Song Lu like that.

At this moment, it has become her most unspeakable ugliness.

appeared in front of Nanmen Zhen without concealment.

"Tell me, when you did it to him, were you also like this, sweeping incomparably," Nanmen Zhen pinched her chin.

Forcing her to look herself in the eye.

The sadness and pain in it made Nanmen Zhen squeeze her hand on her chin.

A slight pause.

Then it was restored to its original appearance.

"Admit it, Song Lu, you are a complete cousin, son, being taken by any man, it is a look of enjoyment," Nanmen Zhen went crazy.

Can't get it, can't let go of the feelings.

It drove him crazy again.

Song Lu, a woman, has finally become a thorn in his heart.

"And what about you? Isn't it that you have gone around in such a big circle, and you want to humiliate me?

It is often only when it hurts the most that it stabs someone.

"Also, please ask you if it's almost over? If it's over, the transaction between us will be over, and I'm a dirty person, it's hard for you to still worry about Mr. Lu," Song Lu's face disguised with alienation.

Nanmen Zhen was shocked and panicked.

"It's over, do you think I'm as useless as those men of yours? If you want to finish, it's still early? Song Lu, in the next time, you are as backbone as you said this," Nanmen Zhen grabbed her waist.

The storm in the eyes is practiced with the body.

Got the best verification.

After Song Lu's short period of sanity, he couldn't help sinking.

The night outside the window was dark.

While her body was blooming, her heart tightened little by little.

Dead and alive.

Alive, dead.

Nanmen Zhen has 11,000 ways to make her worse than death.

Appreciate in advance what he said that life is better than death.

Sweat and tears became evidence of all emotions.

"Nanmen Zhen, why don't you believe me," he whispered.

I finished the pure, colored room.

The beads of sweat on Nanmenzhen's forehead slipped down little by little.

It looks like five years ago.

Little by little, it infiltrated into Song Lu's body.

became a part of the city that was in her blood.

***

The lights are dim.

Big white, woman on the bed.

I've passed out.

After Nanmen Zhen took care of herself from the bathroom.

Holding a towel soaked in warm water, he walked over.

Slowed down the movements of his hands, and took a towel to wipe the woman's sweat-soaked cheeks.

It's still the face in my memory.

A small one, left to strangers always feels beautiful and indifferent.

However, Nanmen Zhen knew another feeling behind that face.

Tenderness is like water.

The eyebrows are vivid, so that you are willing to hand over everything in exchange for the quiet years that belong to you and her.

The man who had fallen asleep seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with his movements.

He reached out from under the quilt and touched his cheek.

Then he leaned sideways and stretched out his arms in a hugging position.

He shouted softly, "Little star." “

Nanmen Zhen didn't really listen.

But her sleeping face suddenly softened and peaceful.

Disturbed and stunned.

It turns out that there are still people who can make her show such a soft expression over the years.

There was no time for him to exist.

Why can she still live so well?

And what about him?

The scars of being alone, who will heal them.

It's okay, gently, I've said from the beginning, hate or love, as long as it's by my side.

Along the way, I received a call from his old man to ask for help, no less than ten.

I asked if I did.

Want to arrive early.

Wouldn't you just let Miss Song ride in your sports car?

You can stay a little longer.

Why bother?

Although he was slandering in his heart, he didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction in his actions and words, bent over, and shouted politely, "Mr. Lu, morning." ”

Nanmen Zhen let out a very soft 'um' sound, and then said, "You hurry up and go down the mountain, go buy a few clothes and come back, and I'll send the size to your phone." ”

Yu Yang agreed, and at the same time took out the SMS mobile phone that prompted a new message.

The styles and sizes of the clothes on it made Yu Yang stunned, and he thought he was buying clothes for Nanmen Zhen?

After all, he was a very serious cleanliness man.

For so long by his side.

Sometimes when someone accidentally rubs his clothes when he goes out, he will throw them away, and he has long been accustomed to the person who asked him to buy them again.

But I didn't expect to buy women's clothing this time.

"The underwear should be solid color, preferably black," said the man who turned away.

Suddenly, he turned back and commanded, but in the taboo words, he couldn't hide the full of care.

For five years.

Yu Yang saw two women who were close to Nanmen Zhen by his side.

One is Zhou Qingqing.

Nanmen Zhen's titular girlfriend.

But Yu Yang knew that it was really just a nominal girlfriend.

A man's eyes on a woman are a mirror, which can clearly reflect whether you love or not love this woman.

Nanmen Zhen's eyes when he looked at Zhou Qingqing were too cold, which often made Yu Yang suspect that he was looking at something meaningful to him, not a person.

The other is Mi Duo, a big star who is now famous.

She is radiant in front of outsiders, but in the eyes of Nanmen Zhen, she is just a friend who can talk a few words.

He had seen with his own eyes the many opportunities that Mi Duo had created for her and Nanmen Zhen.

Naturally, I have also witnessed that Nanmen Zhen does not care much about those so-called opportunities.

At one point, he even wondered if he wasn't interested in women.

However, at this moment, he knew that all his interests were only used for one person.

In the open door of the room, Yu Yang, who has excellent eyesight, can vaguely see the sleeping figure on the big bed in the room.

There is also Nanmen Zhen's deliberately slow pace, and the vivid face when he turned around and closed the door.

It's like a person who has lived in the dark for a long time and finally sees the sun.

And those sunshines become all the hope and joy of life.

***

When Song Lu woke up.

It's already afternoon.

The muddy head seemed to be still immersed in that long nightmare.

There is her, there is Nanmen Zhen, and there is a bright time that belongs only to them.

He called her Mrs. Lu vividly.

She blushed and just slipped into his arms.

The picture that was warm a second ago suddenly jumped.

She held the dagger and stabbed it sharply into Nanmenzhen's chest.

Blood fell to the ground.

Large, red flowers bloomed and spread only to her feet.

Like a cannibalistic vine.

She screamed in fright and shouted Nanmenzhen's name.

He chuckled and faded back.

This is your retribution, your retribution for stabbing me.

Nanmen Zhen's tone and face were stiff and terrifying.

I touched the beads of sweat oozing from my forehead.

Squinting at the past, the scorching sunlight was divided by the curtain.

Looking back, there were neatly folded clothes on the bedside table.

Everything from skirts to underwear.

After a slight sigh.

Pick up the clothes and put them on one by one.

Deliberately ignored last night's scene.

Because of the ambiguous traces on his body, Song Lu was reminded again and again.

Annoyed, she was at a loss.

I stood by the bed for a while before I mustered up the courage to walk out.

Nanmen Zhen, who was sitting on the sofa, was still wearing black clothes and black pants, staring at the documents in hand seriously and rigorously.

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