Chapter 11 Didn't You Have a Thick Skin Before? (1)

Lu Zhenming said impatiently: "Can you go?" ”

I don't know when Su Chenxi will come, she couldn't stand the cold, picked up the box at her feet, walked over briskly and pulled the car door, and then sat in the car.

Lu Zhenming glanced at the box she had placed on her lap, and the flames in her stomach that she had just swallowed back were bubbling up again.

It's just a broken box, and she is reluctant to put it!

Seeing her so precious, his heart became more and more angry: "Throw things out!" ”

Su Wansheng blinked blankly, not knowing what he asked him to throw.

Lu Zhenming was very annoyed by her "disobedience", got out of the car angrily, went around to Su Wansheng, opened the car door, and snatched the cardboard box in her arms.

Su Wansheng was shocked: "What are you doing?" ”

Lu Zhenming ignored her and strode towards the green-skinned trash can not far away.

Su Wansheng hurriedly got out of the car and followed quickly: "You give me back the things!" ”

I don't know what the box contains, but it's not heavy.

Before he walked to the trash can, Lu Zhenming threw it directly, and the carton fell steadily into the trash can.

Su Wansheng saw him throw away his things, and yelled at him angrily: "That's my thing, why don't you throw it away for me?" ”

A layer of anger appeared on Lu Zhenming's handsome outline, and a faint anger poured out: "A dead man's thing, it's not too panicked to hold you!" ”

Su Wansheng subconsciously retorted: "I didn't let you hug it." ”

Lu Zhenming felt that his head was congested, a sneer crossed his eyes, and he said with a chill: "But you are holding it and sitting in my car!" ”

It was he who let her get into the car, not that she had to ride in his car.

Su Wansheng was silent, stepped forward without saying a word, and picked up the cardboard box from the trash can.

The box was not sealed, and everything was dumped in the trash.

The trash can was too deep for her to reach and she couldn't pick things out, so she had to put the trash can down.

It was filthy and smelly.

She frowned slightly, hesitated slightly, squatted down and took out the things that Qin Lang had left her from inside, and put them back in the cardboard box.

Lu Zhenming stood a few steps away from her, seeing that she cherished those things so much, desperate to pick them up, her dark eyes were dyed with ink inch by inch, and the hands hanging down at her side were clenched into fists, squeaking and squeaking.

And all this, Su Wansheng, who was looking down in the garbage, didn't see it.

"I'm disgusted with dead people's things! If you take these things with you, don't go home! ”

Throwing down a sentence, Lu Zhenming turned around and walked to the car, and after sitting in the car, he slammed the door shut.

With his words, Su Wansheng's hand picking up things froze, and his body stiffened into a squatting sculpture, and he didn't move for a long time.

She didn't continue to rummage, but took out the things that had been packed into the box the same way, and looked at them carefully, they were all related to her and Qin Lang.

When Qin's mother gave her the things, she wanted to go back and look at them slowly, but she hadn't seen what was inside.

Seeing these things at this moment, I thought about the warmth that Qin Lang brought to me back then.

It's a pity that he is no longer there, and he has completely left her.

Suddenly, she missed the cheerful and handsome boy a little.

This miss has nothing to do with love.

Although she really wanted to keep the last bit related to Qin Lang, Lu Zhenming was really angry.