The girl's injuries were too severe to survive at first glance.

But she raised her head with difficulty and showed a pleading look at Su Xingyu.

Su Xingyu's brain was blank, she thought she should do something, and before she reacted, she instinctively took out the camera she was carrying with her and took a picture of this scene. Not to mention any moral immorality, in fact, this is the instinctive reaction of many excellent photographers in the world when encountering unexpected events, just as good journalists will risk their lives to grab news, photographers will also take shocking moments at all costs. And she is such a photographer.

That photo was put on the photography forum by her, and it was a sensation.

She captured it very accurately, showing the girl's dying fear in a subtle way, and her wide open light brown eyes were facing the camera, and even faintly reflected the blood light in her eyes, and there was a tremor that hit the soul.

Many people burst into tears on the spot after seeing it.

The violent terrorist incident caused a lot of uproar, and the photos she took were also wildly reprinted, and almost all the news chose that photo as a picture. But after only a few days, all the accompanying pictures were deleted.

The administrator of the photography forum contacted her: [Sorry Xingchen, we have to remove this photo, the family of the deceased does not want the girl to be watched like this. In many photojournalism, this is the case, but the law does not explicitly stipulate that news photos should protect the person's portrait rights, and in many cases, the photo will be published even if the person concerned does not want to.

Unless, the person concerned has a lot of energy to suppress the news.

Su Xingyu guessed that he probably met the latter?

At that time, she didn't think much about it, and asked casually: [Who is the girl who died? 】

The administrator said: [I don't know, it's really strange, the photo you took is so sensational, so many people are gossiping about who that girl is, but no one has found out her identity. 】

It's probably really a background.

Su Xingyu didn't want to cause trouble, so he removed the photo according to the administrator's wishes.

Not long after, on the night of her eighteenth birthday, she secretly went out with her camera to Qin Mu to celebrate, but someone bumped into her on the way and snatched the camera. The camera was a relic left to her by her mother, and she anxiously chased the looters and was lured into a studio, where she met Lu Shifeng......

He brutally violated her and took pictures that made her die of shame.

The past is unbearable.

Su Xingyu was holding the flower tea that Gui's mother had made for her, and her body was chilled. She's so stupid, how come she's never connected these two things before? Did Lu Shifeng retaliate against her angrily because of that photo?!

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible, and said eagerly, "What does Miss Shi Yin look like?" Do you have a photo? ”

Although Gui's mother didn't understand why she was in such a hurry, she still found a photo and gave it to her. It was a photo of Lu Shiyin and Lu Shifeng's brother and sister, and the girl in the photo was smiling with a sunny face, happily holding her brother's arm.

Su Xingyu looked at her, his face turned pale-

It's really the girl she photographed at the beginning!

The truth is revealed.

It turned out that Lu Shifeng was really angry because of Lu Shiyin's death.

But how innocent is she? She was just a passer-by, and she just happened to bump into that incident, and at that time and place, any photographer who was present would probably make the same choice as her. This small photo is like a butterfly flapping its wings and quietly changing her fate

Su Xingyu felt ridiculous, and had to accept the reality.

She calmed down and asked Gui's mother: "Is the relationship between Lu Shifeng and Miss Shi Yin very good?" How good is it? ”

Mother Gui sighed: "You know, the young master's temperament is a little dull, and he is not good at socializing with people. He didn't have many friends since he was a child, and even his brothers and sisters in the family were in awe of him. Only Miss Shi Yin likes to be close to him, so he treats Miss Shi Yin like a jewel, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth. When he learned of Miss Shi Yin's death, he was very angry and took revenge on everyone involved in that incident. ”

Gui Ma said, and sighed again: "But what if you take revenge on them, Miss Shi Yin is dead, and there is really no one to talk to around the young master, and in the past two years, he has become more and more withdrawn." ”

Su Xingyu also sighed with him, this is really the worst result, offending people he regards as treasures, I am afraid that he will be hated for a lifetime. But...... She suddenly felt that something was wrong, if Lu Shifeng really hated her so much, then why did he marry her again?

Is it fun to marry someone you hate?

Su Xingyu was puzzled again.

She had a few more homely words with Gui's mother, but when she couldn't ask anything, she had to give up.

With her heart in mind, she dealt with Lu Shifeng more carefully, not only waiting for him to return home every night, but even taking the initiative to learn how to make his favorite tea from Gui's mother. She smiled softly and suggested to Lu Shifeng: "Today I was walking in the community, and I saw that the neighbors and neighbors have planted very beautiful flowers in the yards, shall we also plant some?" ”

She wanted to leave her mark on his life, quietly, until one day she walked into his heart.

Only then will she have a chance to regain her dreams.

Lu Shifeng said: "You have an idea. ”

She's been very well-behaved lately, and he's very satisfied.

So Su Xingyu asked the housekeeper to transplant some white roses and bloom in the yard.

She has a good aesthetic eye, comparable to that of an artist, and the position and posture of each flower are just right, perfectly blending into the original cold metal style of this villa. She found a few more elegant vases, cut a few flowers and put them in the living room, dining room, and even one in his study.

He asked her, "Why the White Rose?" ”

Her face turned red slightly, and she soon smiled: "The language of flowers is pure love." Lu Shifeng, since we are husband and wife, we must live a good life together, and only with roses can we feel at home. And it's a beautiful season. ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly, what does it feel like home?

"Having a wife and children is home." He said.

Her face turned redder and she lowered her head.

"Forget it, since you like it, keep it." He doesn't care about these little things, the floral fragrance of the white rose is a little strong, but he will learn to get used to it. This is his small accommodation to his own woman.

When he got home a few days later, he handed her a beautifully wrapped gift box: "Open it and take a look." ”

She opened it suspiciously, and saw that there was a ring inside, beautiful white jade carved into layers of rose petals, shining in the palm of her hand, beautiful like a dream. "Why did you send me this?" She looked up at him in bewilderment.

"Do you like it?" He asked.