This night, for more than two hours, Lu Zichu seemed to be on the sofa.

An unlit cigarette crumbled in the palm of his hand. He is not a good person, and if he was a good person, the desperate things that forced people back then would not have happened to him.

He saw the devastated Gu Sheng in the United States and witnessed the cruelty inflicted on her by the people around him. Han Yu returned to China and was a guest at the Lu family, he resisted the urge to do it, but his heart was full of resentment and contempt.

Why do you want to fight in Leshan Cemetery? He sneered and asked himself if there was any point in his so-called restraint when a man hurt the woman he cherished so much.

A marriage contract has cut off the years.

For most of the year, he has always repeated a dream in his dreams, which is about Gu Sheng.

In the dream, she sat there silently, lonely and lonely, as if there was a festering wound in her heart, and he woke up from the darkness. At that time, his idea was very simple, to get his Gu Sheng back, as for the rest, he had no time to take care of Da at all.

Once saw Han Yu, he wanted to kill Han Yu with his own hands, but he has become very sorry for his life recently, his eyes are her shadow, and the corners of his mouth are stained with her smile, how many years, he has never been so happy, it seems that everything can be settled with time.

Gu Sheng...... Gu Sheng ...... "In the broken voice on the other end of the mobile phone is another Han Yu who Lu Zichu never knew, and finally took off the mask of indifference, revealing the fragility that is not easy to show.

Lu Zichu gritted his teeth fiercely, he didn't think that it was fake, so he leaned on the sofa and stayed awake all night, until the sky was bright, and then he returned to bed.

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This morning, Ah Sheng got up earlier than Lu Zichu, so when Lu Zichu opened his eyes, he saw the hazy bedside lamp, the indoor curtains were closed, the light was dim, he had a headache, he reached out to the side and touched it, the empty seat next to him was already cold, and he suddenly lost his sleepiness.

Lu Zichu walked to the balcony, the sky was already bright, but because the weather was really gloomy to the extreme, the whole canopy felt heavy, close to the top of the head, as if he could touch it with his hand.

There was a figure on the beach, wearing a thick woolen trench coat walking slowly, her long hair flying wantonly with the wind, in front of the heavens, earth and the sea, she looked very small, as if she could be destroyed by nature at any time.

Lu Zichu frowned.

Ah Sheng rarely comes to the beach, the last time he came to the beach, it seems to have happened in his previous life, although in the middle of winter, the weather is gloomy, but the sea is really beautiful.

She seems to be the only one in the whole world, there are shells scattered on the beach, but many of them are damaged, she will pick up the shells from time to time, blow off the fine sand on them, put them in her windbreaker pocket, walk a distance, seem to have a touch, look back, and really see Lu Zichu who didn't know when to get up.

He was not close to her, but followed from a distance, and kept his eyes on her, as if he was worried that she would fall into the sea.

Ah Sheng felt that he couldn't go anymore, and he didn't know when he returned to the bedroom last night, and wanted him to sleep more in the morning, but he didn't expect him to follow him with peace of mind.

Here Ah Sheng was turning around and walking towards him, but suddenly saw Lu Zichu striding towards the other end, Ah Sheng's heart tightened, and he saw someone not far away running in the opposite direction with a camera.

The man was destined to be unable to escape, and at the same time several bodyguards had surrounded him.

Ah Sheng stood there stunned, and suddenly understood that the person was a paparazzi reporter.

The reporter was clasped by the bodyguard, and the camera in his hand was snatched away by a bodyguard, and when he saw Lu Zichu coming over, he called "Mr. Lu" and handed the camera to him.

Lu Zichu didn't speak, lowered his head and looked at the picture captured on the camera, and asked the reporter: "How did you find it here?" ”

He was not surprised to be followed, Lu Zichu just didn't expect that he and Ah Sheng only came here last night and were targeted so quickly.

The reporter didn't expect that he would be so frustrated, and he would be caught red-handed, and he didn't dare to hide it: "Almost all the properties in your name are stared at, and I have been here for a few days." In fact, he slept in the middle of the night last night, got up in the early morning, and then through the telescope, he saw the lights on the seaview villa, and he was surprised and delighted for a while.

When Lu Zichu deleted the photo, he raised his eyes and glanced at the reporter, but the movements at hand did not stop, and he said to his subordinates: "Let him go." ”

The tone was indeed a little cold, but it was not angry, the reporter crashed into Lu Zichu's eyes, as if he was a little surprised that he was so good at talking, but soon lowered his eyes again, and a heart also hung up.

Lu Zichu said: "Does it mean anything to you that Zhilu Dao exposed my whereabouts?" ”

The reporter subconsciously looked at Lu Zichu, and saw that the man's face was sinking like water, and his eyes seemed to have collected the endless night, with a different kind of depth.

The reporter knows very well that when Lu Zichu said this, it seemed to be calm as usual, like a homely inquiry, but when he heard it in his heart, he had a lingering yin energy.

“…… Zhilu Dao. The reporter's voice was a little unstable, probably blown by the wind.

At this time, a bodyguard sent the reporter's ID card to Lu Zichu, but Lu Zichu didn't answer it, just glanced at it, and threw the camera to the reporter.

"Zhao Chaoyang, the name is good, I like to double my enmity, and I hate others wearing small shoes behind my back the most, I hope you are not one of them." When he said this, Lu Zichu returned to his usual posture, indifferent and alienated, it was difficult to get close, even if this kind of person was anything