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Chapter 92

"That's not what I want!" Su Yao suddenly shouted, "If I knew that my life would be earned at the expense of others, I wouldn't have asked for it!" You said you don't have a father, I don't have a father, and my father is dead! ”

"Doesn't your dad deserve to die?" Speaking of her father and the culprit, Lu Qingcheng's hatred rose to another height, "If it weren't for him, how could there be this car accident?" He may be a good father to you, but to me, he is my enemy, and so are you."

This is the first time he has said the events of the year in such a way to vent the hatred in his heart, and such words also made Su Yao deeply understand that the grievances between them are unsolvable after all.

Originally, many things in this world are incomprehensible, otherwise how could there be so much love and so much helplessness?

If you can see it, it won't be so painful, but they are all persistent people.

He is obsessed with revenge, and the reason why she is so painful is entirely because she can't let go of her love for him.

If you really want to be free from the pain, you can only let go, although it is just two simple words, but how many can really do it? If everyone can 'let go', how can the world have so much pain?

This night, both of them were sleepless, Su Yao cried until dawn after returning to the room, and there were countless cigarette butts on Lu Qingcheng's balcony.

Even when they weren't together, the torture never stopped.

Early the next morning, there was the sound of the car starting outside the window, and Su Yao walked to the balcony barefoot, only to see the rear of his car.

He went out.

She went to wash her face, but saw swollen eyes like walnuts, and she was powerless to hold on to the sink.

He wasn't there, and she didn't eat breakfast below, but brought a carton of milk up, and a bag of ice cubes, and after drinking the milk, she lay on the bed and put on her eyes, hoping that she could spend more or less a day, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain it when she went to work tomorrow. WWW.yshugE. ORG

Yesterday I was tired all day, and I didn't sleep all night, and I fell asleep not long after lying down, and when I woke up again, it was almost dark.

The ice has long since melted through, and it doesn't feel cool to the touch, but the eyes have disappeared a lot.

I only drank a bag of milk in the morning, and at this time, my chest was pressed against my back when I was already hungry, and I looked at my phone and found that there were already more than 300 chat records in the girlfriend group, and then I knew that Ning Wan's new boyfriend blew it again.

Su Yao didn't make a fuss, after all, for Ning Wan, breaking up was already commonplace.

came out to comfort a few words and went downstairs to find food, someone in the kitchen was busy, as soon as she entered, the few people who had been together were separated, but the eyes of her were weird.

Xu Lu Qingcheng didn't come back to eat tonight, and the dishes prepared by everyone were very simple, and they didn't get to the meal, so there was nothing else except rice.

She took two eggs from the fridge, cut the cucumber and diced carrots herself, and made herself a simple egg fried rice.

She took the egg fried rice to the steps in the backyard and sat down, and finished the meal silently, before she got up and went back to the kitchen, brushed the dishes and went upstairs.

I didn't want to go out again, but at eight o'clock, I received a call from Xu Yifeng.

"Yaoyao, have you slept?"

"Not yet." Su Yao sat up, "Yifeng, is something wrong?" ”

Su Yao knew him, just by listening to his tone, she knew that something must have happened to him, she didn't worry about anything else, what she was most worried about was that he would provoke someone he shouldn't mess with.

Xu Yifeng drooped his head and said squeakily: "It's not a big deal, I just quarreled with someone in the bar, and now at the Public Security Bureau, they said that they want to find a guarantor, I know you here, can you come over?" ”

Su Yao got out of bed to find clothes and asked, "Can you still quarrel in the public security bureau?" ”