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Chapter 20

They all grew up together since childhood, and they also know each other's temperament best, Lu Qingcheng is obviously not very interested, so no one continues to talk about it.

After dinner, everyone dispersed, only Ji Hang had no intention of leaving.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Ji Hang leaned against the window on the side, fiddling with the chess pieces on it, "Did you go a little too far today?" ”

Lu Qingcheng's eyebrows moved slightly, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Everyone understands that Su Yao can't be blamed for this matter today, but Xiaobei picked two sentences and you made people think about it, isn't this too much?"

"Are you speaking for her?" Lu Qingcheng threw the book in his hand aside, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile, "When did you have such a good relationship with her?" ”

Ji Hang played with the chess pieces at will, "As your friend, I just want to persuade you." ”

"What do you persuade me?"

"The grievances between you are out of the hands of others, but since you don't want her to die yet, then don't go too far, don't forget, she has changed her heart and is very weak."

Ji Hang is a smart person, although he is nosy in this matter today, but he also knows how to get to the point, he walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and then left.

Lu Qingcheng sat there with his eyes down and pondered, he didn't move for a long time, and Steward Tong came over at this time, "Young Master, there have been guests here before, I forgot to tell you, the car Su Yao confiscated." ”

Lu Qingcheng looked at the car key in his hand, his eyes sank, and he reached out to take it, "Is she moving?" ”

"I've just been there to hear it, and there's been no movement."

Lu Qingcheng clenched his fists tightly, thinking of her stubborn appearance, and said, "Look at it, don't let her have an accident." ”

"Young master, don't worry, it's just that she is locked up, what can happen?"

At two o'clock in the morning, the basement is especially quiet, and the smell of mold that has not been dispersed for many years also becomes stronger at this time

Su Yao hugged himself tightly, his body was sometimes hot as if it was on fire, and sometimes it was cold as if he had fallen into the Sanjiu Cold Kiln.

The light was on in the bathroom, but it was hazy, as if it was enveloped in a fog, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

She was isolated from the world in this small world, and there seemed to be a voice coming from outside, but she couldn't hear anything clearly, only the sound of her heart beating again and again, clear and abnormal.

However, at first, my heart was beating violently, but then it gradually slowed down, again and again, as if I didn't know when it really stopped.

She thought, it's better to stop, this heart didn't belong to her in the first place.

Dead, everything is free

Outside the thin door panel, the tall man stood there and asked indifferently, "Do you know it's wrong?" ”

However, there was not a single movement coming from inside.

Lu Qingcheng gritted his teeth, reached out and knocked on the door, his tone was a little heavier than before, "Let me ask again, do you know it's wrong?" ”

Still no sound.

"Su Yao, don't think it's useful to pretend to be dead, don't come out if you don't want to admit your mistake, it's best if you die!"

He turned and went out, slamming the door with all his might, the loud thud of the silent night.

Butler Tong, who lived on the first floor, heard the voice, ran over with his clothes on, and happened to bump into Lu Qingcheng who came out of the basement, obviously startled.

"Young Master?"

In the dim light, Lu Qingcheng's face was particularly ugly.

"Open the door and take a look."

"Hey."

Steward Tong hurriedly went back to the house to get the key, Lu Qingcheng thought about it, turned his pace, and followed back to the basement.

The chain lock was opened, and when he pushed the door open, he saw Su Yao, who was sitting in the corner of the wall with a red face and unconscious.

She sat there quietly, her chest not rising or falling, her messy hair scattered in front of her, like a broken lifeless doll.

The simple canopy was still dripping, one drop, two drops, smashing on the ground, in the silence of the night, making people's scalps tingle for no reason.

Steward Tong suddenly panicked, and trembled his hand to probe her nose, but suddenly, even his voice changed: "Less, young master, she is not breathing!" ”

"What did you say?!" Lu Qingcheng's body froze suddenly.