Kang Wei returned to the sofa and sat down expressionlessly, gently rubbing the leg that had just been knocked out.

"Why don't you speak?" Lu Yuzhe, who was ignored, felt very unhappy.

"I didn't hear that." Kang Wei didn't even look at him, and directly shook it off.

"What's your attitude?" From the moment she saw him, she shook her face, as if he owed her something.

"I don't think I have a good attitude, you can go back!" As soon as the movement in Kang Wei's hand stopped, he got up and was about to go back to the room, because the action was too big, he touched the express bag placed on the edge of the coffee table, and the torn photos were scattered without warning, Kang Wei panicked, afraid that he would see it and hurriedly squatted down to put them together, and wanted to put them back in the bag, but Lu Yuzhe took the lead and grabbed a few pieces.

"Give me back!" Kang Wei's eyes stared at the photo fragment in Lu Yuzhe's hand and reached out to grab it, but Lu Yuzhe easily dodged it.

Lu Yuzhe looked at these photo fragments, and finally saw the blurred images of the two people in the scattered, and then rummaged through, there was no one else's image, Lu Yuzhe turned around and saw the express bag on the coffee table, grabbed it, and poured out all the photo fragments inside.

Seeing him like this, Kang Wei was in no mood to rob it anymore.

Thick fragments of photographs were piled up on the ground, mixed with the intimate figure of him and another girl.

"How do you have these pictures?" Lu Yuzhe was furious, he didn't expect Kang Wei to secretly photograph him.

Kang Wei glanced at him, smiled bitterly, tears rolling in his eyes, "I also want to know, who took these photos?" If it weren't for these photos, I wouldn't have known that I had been fooled by you like a fool! Kang Wei roared angrily, as if all the depression that had been being vented all along.

Lu Yuzhe looked at the girl in front of him who was full of despair, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, wanting to hug her into his arms, but he couldn't do anything.

Kang stared at him with red eyes, letting tears wash his cheeks flushed with anger.

"Lu Yuzhe, it's too hard to like you......" Before Lu Yuzhe left, Kang Wei said weakly.

Kang Wei sat on the ground, wrapped his arms around his knees, and buried his face in his arms. She has maintained this position since Lu Yuzhe left, and it has been more than three hours now. From the howling and crying at the beginning, to the choking later, and then to the current calm, Kangwei is like a leaf that has been blown off in autumn, fluttering, and finally landing.

Lu Yuzhe, who returned to Lu's house, took out a photo fragment from his pocket and put it on the desk, pulled a chair and sat down, then took out an envelope from the drawer, poured out the photos inside, and took out one for a simple comparison, the two photos look very similar, but there is no basis just by the naked eye, Lu Yuzhe took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone......

When Lu Yuzhe received the message, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and after the other party said a few words to him, he sent him some content on WeChat. Lu Yuzhe looked at the information on WeChat, directly pressed the phone, and threw it aside.

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The sky gradually darkened, Kang Wei was like a doll who had lost his soul, Mu Ne got up and walked to turn on the switch, but accidentally stepped on the pile of photo fragments, Kang Wei angrily put them into the courier bag, and found a lighter from the corner of the drawer, and then took the courier bag to the bathroom and lit the courier bag in the sink.

The jumping flames burned the courier bag and its contents to ashes little by little, and Kang Wei silently wept. When everything was reduced to ashes, Kang Wei turned on the faucet, and the jets of water that gushed out flushed the black ashes into the sewer.

Kang Wei looked at the rinsed sink, tears still flowing.