The suite is fully equipped, otherwise it wouldn't be a presidential suite. In the bedroom, there are Xia Shuzhu's must-have products before going to bed, which are very ordinary, but she can't sleep without such a thing - the radio.

Transferred to the urban night talk radio, the time was pinched very accurately, and it was the program that became more beautiful the more night it was. The host of the program recounts the impetuousness, loneliness and loneliness of the fast-paced life in the city. With the gentle and charming music, Xia Shuzhu gradually fell into the night talk atmosphere created by the host.

I don't know if the host has a soft spot for Eason Chan's songs, and he actually played his songs for two consecutive nights. Tonight, after recounting the helplessness and bitterness of a pair of lovers, the host played a classic love song "King of K Songs" by Eason Chan.

The content of the song has two meanings, one is that even if I am the king of karaoke, any love song can be performed perfectly, but it may not be able to sing love perfectly. Filled with a faint sadness. On the other hand, he sings the songs that girls like, but he can't put the most sincere emotions into every song. She didn't appreciate it, and ended up without a problem, and ended up sad.

In short, this is a love song that makes people cry, and it once moved many people.

Xia Shuzhu listened to it, and felt a little ridiculous epiphany.

Under the strong contact with Lin Ze in the past two days, she gradually learned more about him, although she did not have a thorough understanding, but it also allowed her to unveil some of the veils of this mysterious rebellious man. After the impression took a sharp turn, it went straight up. Over and over again, Xia Shuzhu gradually developed a trace of inexplicable feelings for him. Difficult to explain, difficult to describe in words. But she articulated something with her actions.

I was worried about him all day, and although I hesitated, I still opened a suite without hesitation and asked Lin Ze to cook for her. If it was just an ordinary teacher-student relationship, or even just an ordinary relationship between men and women, Xia Shuzhu would never have done such a thing.

However, as a modern urban female surname with a relatively traditional and conservative mind, Xia Shuzhu could not accept a further state. Even though - deep down, she did not rule out such a situation, but reason told her that Lin Ze was her student, and she was Lin Ze's teacher. There shouldn't have been anything between them that transcended this relationship.

This is a kind of helplessness, but also a kind of powerlessness. She regretted that she followed Lin Ze to the small garden during the day, if she didn't see those things, she wouldn't follow Lin Ze to the police station. She thought that she should have the determination to strangle the throbbing in her heart last night in the cradle.

But there are no ifs in this world, let alone regret medicine. At this moment, she is listening to "The King of K Songs", but what is pouring out of her heart is extremely complex emotions.

It was late at night. There was a cold wind outside the window, but Xia Shuzhu was lying on the bed tossing and turning, tossing and turning. As long as you close your eyes, what comes to mind is Lin Ze's sometimes frivolous and sometimes deep face. Gradually, Xia Shuzhu couldn't help but get up and got out of the soft big bed.

She knew that there were all kinds of drinks in the refrigerator in the living room, and she wanted to drink some because she had never been in the habit of drinking at night, hoping that this would help her sleep.

Lightly, Xia Shuzhu opened the door, but found that the living room was brightly lit, and his heart was slightly tight, but the door had already been opened, and if he closed it again, it would inevitably be too traced, so he simply walked out.

Lin Ze was drinking, and he was very drunk. But he barely made the slightest sound, which was why Xia Shuzhu dared to come out. She thought that Lin Ze had already slept, but she didn't expect that he was still drinking on the sofa at such a late hour.

The coffee table was full of empty wine bottles, and Lin Ze rested on one leg on the coffee table.

This made Xia Shuzhu's heart feel a little weird, and he walked over lazily, and asked curiously, "It's so late, don't you rest?" ”

Lin Ze's expression was a little stiff, and the cigarette between his fingers had burned to the end. But he completely forgot to extinguish it, and when Xia Shuzhu opened his mouth to ask, he raised his head slightly, glanced at Xia Shuzhu with bloodshot eyes, and said casually: "I can't sleep." ”

Xia Shuzhu's heart trembled, she saw it. From Lin Ze's eyes, I saw a faint sadness, not thick, even fleeting, but it was still keenly captured by Xia Shuzhu.

This is not the look that a heartless man would show, and this is not the look that a man like Lin Ze who looks bohemian and uninhibited and is at ease with what he encounters. When Xia Shuzhu touched this sadness, he noticed that there were many stories in Lin Ze's heart. So, she turned to the refrigerator and opened it to see that there were only three bottles of beer left in the originally full refrigerator.

Holding the wine, Xia Shuzhu sat opposite Lin Ze, opened the can, took a sip, and saw that Lin Ze was still nesting on the sofa like a dead man, and asked slowly, "Are you thinking about something?" ”

Lin Ze poured a large mouthful of whiskey into his mouth, and suddenly grinned: "Am I like a person with a heart?" ”

"Not really." Xia Shuzhu shook his head and said again. "But as long as it's human, there will be something on the mind. Unless you admit that you are not human. ”

The corners of Lin Ze's mouth were filled with a thick bitterness, he took a puff of cigarette, and said lightly: "It's not early, let's rest early." You're not the woman to stay up late. ”

"Is there any woman who is born to stay up late?" Xia Shuzhu was a little dissatisfied when he saw him say such a sentence.

"It's not like who's supposed to stay up late." Lin Ze shook his head lightly, his attitude was completely different from Xia Shuzhu's attitude before he entered the bedroom, he took another sip of wine, didn't seem to want to talk much, and said very coldly. "You go and rest, you have to get up early to go to work."

"What about you, don't you have to go to class? How not to rest earlier. Xia Shuzhu was even more angry, originally, she was still entangled in the room alone for a long time. But where did you think that this guy would hide here and drink, and that's it. He still looked impatient. Do you hate it so much? Don't forget that something happened to you today, and I'll be with you all the time!

"Teacher Xia doesn't know? I'm a bad student, and sleeping at night isn't my style. Lin Ze smiled presumptuously and said. I'm going to finish the wine here and find a nightclub to drink and drink with my sister. If Teacher Xia is not in the mood to sleep, why don't you go together? ”

"You-" Xia Shuzhu said angrily. "Can't you learn well?"

"What do you do well?" Lin Ze said lazily. "Who is it good to learn? How I want to live is my business, and it has nothing to do with others. ”

He said it decisively and resolutely, leaving no room for retreat. Xia Shuzhu was stunned.

She was very aggrieved and wanted to cry aggrieved. What's the matter? He is obviously a very considerate and gentle man, even if he is ruthless, he only treats the enemy. But why does it become so unkind in the blink of an eye?

The fingers holding the wine jar turned white because of excessive force, Xia Shuzhu sat on the sofa in a daze and didn't say a word, just stared at Lin Ze with those slightly red eyes, and after a long time, seeing that he was still drinking and smoking nonchalantly, he threw the can on the coffee table suddenly, stood up suddenly, and reprimanded bitterly and angrily: "Whatever you want!" If you want to die, who am I? Where am I qualified to care about you! ”

With that, he turned around and went back to the room, and slammed the door shut.

It's just that the moment he entered the room, Xia Shuzhu's tears couldn't help but roll down anymore-

Lin Ze nested on the sofa for a long time, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Fu Bo's number, and said calmly: "Fu Bo, you rest, I'll be back in a while." ”

"Do you want to pick you up?" From the microphone came Fauber's calm voice.

"No, you don't."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Ze stuffed all the wine cans on the coffee table into the garbage basket and cleaned up the living room that was messed up by himself. Then he picked up his shirt and turned to go out.

Click.

Although the sound of closing the door was very small, Lin Ze was light enough, and in the end, he couldn't escape Xia Shuzhu's ears. She listened to the sound of the door being slammed shut, and the grievances in her heart expanded countless times in an instant.

He's gone?

He just left without saying a word?

Tears slid down his cheeks, and Xia Shuzhu bit his lip hard to prevent himself from making a sound. But that soft heart sank again and again, as if falling into an endless cold story, unable to extricate itself.

She just didn't understand why Lin Ze did this. She just didn't understand, she was obviously talking and laughing with herself, and even had a subtle feeling, why did she do this?

Are you making a fool? Locked himself in the room, heaven and man were at war, entangled, but people didn't pay attention to it at all, and they looked at themselves coldly in the blink of an eye-

This night, Xia Shuzhu was destined to have no sleep.

However, how could she know that this night was also sleepless for Lin Ze?

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The shirt was slung over his shoulders, he paced in a somewhat deep figure-eight step, his hands slouched in his pockets, and the fireworks around his mouth flickered on and off, spewing out a swirling smoke.

The orange street lamp dragged his staggered body into a long shadow, lonely and lonely.

When I came out of the suite, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and the taxis were not extinct, but they were no longer as crowded as seven or eight o'clock at night. Moreover, Lin Ze wanted to be alone and quiet, so even if his brother intended to drive over to him, he just lowered his head and smoked his cigarette indifferently.

Xia Shuzhu's hazy attitude, Lin Ze understood, he had experienced it once, or rather, although it was not a formal experience, but in his life, there was a woman who made him have that palpitation.

From the moment Xia Shuzhu forcibly followed the police car into the police station, Lin Ze felt a little repulsed in his heart. It's not that I don't want to be cared for, it's not that I don't want to accept the care of the beautiful head teacher. He really didn't know what to do with it after he went any further.

Maybe it's a little ridiculous to say that, he is a prodigal son in love and a veteran of the party. What woman hasn't seen? What woman hasn't been on? Up to the pure, down to the wind, but all the women in the nightclub, the women who seek pleasure, he has tasted them all.

But that's venting, it's a means of dissipating loneliness and emptiness, and it has nothing to do with feelings or identity. It can even be said that the debauchery during that time was also caused by the woman who once made Lin Ze's heart palpitate-

I don't know if from that time, Lin Ze was a little afraid of being cared for by women, and even more so when he was cared for by women, some guilt would emerge in his heart.

The relationship with Han Xiaoyi is that he cares about her, and the relationship with Dong Xiaowan is that she wants to understand him, and the relationship with Xia Shuzhu-

Lin Ze shook his head, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of bitterness. Maybe at first, Xia Shuzhu also took care of himself with a caring attitude, but as the events developed, he was able to capture some changes in Xia Shuzhu. Even, he could detect her contradictions and hesitations from Xia Shuzhu's actions and words.

In that case, why not simply be a little more cruel and cut off the surname Suo?

The pain was short-lived, superficial, and not so unforgettable.

Smack.

Re-lit a cigarette, Lin Ze skillfully flicked the cigarette ash.

Cold, cruel, and even a little capricious to deal with, it's not that Lin Ze thinks that going down with Xia Shuzhu will hurt her emotionally in the end and collapse. Lin Ze is a big old man, not so pretentious, in his opinion, these worries and contradictions are just the characteristics of young people in literature and art. What he worries about is a real injury, not an emotional injury, but a ** injury - an emotional injury is not an injury, a person is a real injury when he dies!

Lin Ze was injured once three years ago, and he had a fear mentality, which was also the only negative scale in his psychology. Although he is now and three years ago, he has greatly improved both in terms of ability and psychological quality. But once he was bitten by a snake, the mentality of being afraid of the well rope for ten years still made Lin Ze resist Xia Shuzhu's hazy good feeling-

Lin Ze will never forget the scene three years ago when he got the bad news from the old director, and it was for himself, she had an accident - at that time, Lin Ze felt that the sky was falling and the moon was gone. Not even the last time she was seen, the old chief said that the place of the incident was burned by a fire. Not even a single bone could be found.

To this day, there is no tombstone without an ash altar in the special cemetery area of the National Security Bureau, and Lin Ze has never been to it once. I don't know if he's running away, or if he's convinced that she's still alive, just silently watching himself from somewhere in the world.

The surname told Lin Ze that she had been gone for three years, but Lin Ze didn't want to believe it. Even if he knew that this kind of miracle would not happen to him, and even saw her personal ornament that escaped the fire with his own eyes, he just couldn't accept this fact.

Lin Ze, who is decisive in everything, is entangled and contradictory in this matter.

"Am I too timid—" Lin Ze suddenly muttered to himself, took a puff of his cigarette, and muttered slightly mockingly. "Even a young and beautiful girl's family is just in a tangled and contradictory mentality - I am straightforward and have a surname."

Shaking his head in distress, he comforted himself: "Maybe after such a brushing off, she will forget about it, anyway, it's only been two days of close contact, and my charm shouldn't be so great." And then - I'm done, and it's time for me to leave the city. Romance and love, which take time and energy, may not be suitable for me. ”

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