—Toilets—

Su Mu poured a handful of cold water on her face, she could no longer suppress the panic in her heart, Shang Li's gaze was vivid just now, and she couldn't ignore his cold gaze.

That kind of stranger-like gaze, she couldn't take it, and he looked at her with this kind of gaze.

Su Mu leaned on the sink, looking at himself in the mirror, his face was pale like a ghost, water droplets dripped down his jaw, and then fell into the porcelain white pool, leaving a smaller water mark, Su Mu asked himself in his heart, Su Mu, do you really believe that he is a stranger to you?

The answer is: no.

She didn't believe it.

Not to mention that they didn't have any emotional problems before they separated, let's just say that now, she is willing to believe him without reason.

As for just now, Su Mu pursed his lower lip, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, just think of himself as sensitive.

Doing a good job in psychological construction, Su Mu wiped his face, simply touched up his makeup, and when he met Shang Li in the corridor, the strong psychological wall suddenly collapsed.

However, at a distance of four or five steps, he was as handsome as he was two years ago, except that he did not squint, and he did not take a second look at her appearance in front of him.

He shouldn't have been.

Su Mu's heart trembled, and she looked around hesitantly, there were only the two of them in the bright corridor at this moment, and she turned her head to look at him, her palms clenched, and her red lips spit out the name that she had not pronounced for a long time:

"Shang Li ......"

"I'm not called Shang Li."

Su Mu breathed for a moment, looked at him in surprise, she smiled in disbelief, and tears fell uncontrollably.

"Okay, then call Chu Yingxing."

"Get out of the way." His voice was cold, just like the way he looked at her at this moment, cold without the slightest temperature, and there was a hint of impatience in his words.

Su Mu wiped away the tears that fell out of control, looked at him calmly, and said, "Let's talk." ”

Chu Yingxing indifferently withdrew his gaze, without saying a word, and went straight away from her.

Su Mu's eyes trembled slightly, he turned around to look at his back, gritted his teeth and said, "Shang Li! ”

The man in front held his feet.

"Why?" Su Mu stared at his back with red eyes, "If you become Chu Yingxing, will you veto Shang Li's past and veto me?!" ”

Chu Yingxing turned around and looked at Su Mu's gaze was extremely gloomy.

He raised his feet and walked up to her step by step, and coldly warned: "The name Shang Li, I don't want to hear it from you for the third time." ”

"Do you admit it?"

Su Mu stared at him paranoidly, even if his gaze pierced into her chest like an awl, even if her eyes were full of tears, and her eyes gradually couldn't see his outline clearly, she didn't want to retreat in front of him.

"I'm not one who doesn't hit women." He was close to her ear, and his voice was cold to the bone, "I don't care where you know this name, don't call it again." ”

Su Mu's teardrop-stained eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he felt the real cruelty and chill in his words, he staggered back and took a step back, tears falling down.

She knew that he would do what he said, and that there was no difference between men and women in his eyes.

He has never been a soft-handed person, but she never imagined that one day, in his eyes, she would become the same person as everyone else.

After a whirlwind, Su Mu clarified the meaning behind his words.

"So, you're going to ...... Parted? Su Mu asked him in a trembling voice, tears falling like beads as he spoke.