Jiang Lingcheng's dark Cullinan shuttled on the elevated highway like a low-row tiger.

The cold rain outside the window blurred his face, and the beads on his wrists shone in the darkness. The assistant in the front row figured out Jiang Lingcheng's expression through the car's internal mirror, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Jiang, are you going to Sangzhu Villa tonight?" ”

Hearing this name, Jiang Lingcheng's inky dark eyes lit up silently, and he responded lightly.

Sangzhu Villa is Lin Shan's address, but she is not the owner, she is just a canary here.

Lin Shan is just a person in Jiang Lingcheng who comes and goes at a moment's notice.

She had been with him for three years, and she knew his preferences, he didn't like the smell of perfume and powder, he didn't like cotton pajamas, he didn't like dyeing his hair, he liked her long hair that was straight to her chest.

Lin Shan changed into pajamas and came to his study, at this time, Jiang Lingcheng put his right hand on the chair, and his left hand played with the red beads on a hair ring, and when he saw her come in, he glanced at her meaningfully, "Come here." ”

His voice was low and cold, as cold as an ice cellar like him, Lin Shan had always disobeyed him and obediently walked to his side.

Before he could stand still, Jiang Lingcheng took her hand, and the strength was so great that she almost paralyzed her whole body on him.

He was able to hold her waist with only one thick palm, buried his face in her neck, and took a deep breath, the faint scent of shower gel entering his nostrils.

Lin Shan felt an itch, her face flushed, and before she could speak, the next second, his kiss hit her violently like heavy rain.

With this momentum, Lin Shan understands that tonight will definitely be a sleepless night.

At noon the next day, Lin Shan woke up from a hazy dream.

The position next to him was already cold, and Lin Shan walked into the bathroom to observe her body.

The strawberry mark on his neck was as deep as blood, and the red blood on his lips had not dried.

She finished washing up and went downstairs, where she saw the familiar slender figure sitting on the couch.

Lin Shan was a little surprised, he came at night every time, like a vampire, he never saw him during the day, and this time he would actually sit on the sofa.

Is it waiting for her?

She approached slowly, the man was dressed in silk home clothes, sitting quietly on the sofa, the sun shining through the window on his face, bringing him a gentle mask, but his eyes were still cold and deep.

Jiang Lingcheng's face was exactly the same as that person, which made Lin Shan willing to do anything for him.

He saw her coming, his cold eyes fixed on her, and then he said, "You can go." ”

Lin Shan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

Jiang Lingcheng turned around and left a card, turned his back to her, and said indifferently: "This card and the house are regarded as a tip I gave you." ”

Hearing this, Lin Shan completely understood that Jiang Lingcheng was going to end their relationship.

This time he didn't leave, he just wanted to tell her about it to her face, to see her pitiful humiliation face to face.

The three-year relationship between her and him, in his opinion, is just that she is a waiter, and the end of the "service" only needs to give a little tip.

Her stomach was cramping uncontrollably violently, almost distorting her expression, and she squeezed out a smile with all her strength and looked at him: "What's the matter, are you dissatisfied with my 'service'?" ”

She has stomach cancer and has less than a year left, and she just wants to be by his side, even if it's just to be a "waitress".

Jiang Lingcheng was silent, refusing to give her even a look, and said playfully: "I'm tired of playing." ”

This sentence undoubtedly gave Lin Shan a blow to the head, and the blood in her whole body was cold.

It's been three years, and he's taken revenge on himself for three years, and that's enough.

It's time for her fantasizing dreams to wake up.

She took the card and pretended to smile lightly, smiling gently, "Okay, I'm afraid you won't let me go." ”

"In the past three years, I have suffered so much, and I can finally come to an end."

Jiang Lingcheng stared at Lin Shan, as if he wanted to see the meaning of lying in her eyes, but her eyes were clear and transparent, making him unable to see through them.

He asked patiently, "You already wanted it to be over?" ”

Lin Shansheng swallowed the words of remorse, swallowed bitter tears, and said with a smile: "Yes, after three years, your anger should also disappear." It's time for me to go live my life, find a good man to marry, have a lovely baby, and live an ordinary life. ”

It's impossible anymore, it's just that she doesn't want to be so fragile and pitiful in front of him, she just wants to leave a little dignity for herself.

When Jiang Lingcheng heard that she was going to get married and have a child, his anger rose for some reason, and he picked up the mobile phone on the table and turned around and left without looking back.

"You're free."

His voice gradually disappeared into the air, but it kept echoing in Lin Shan's mind.

After she left, Lin Shan sat down on the sofa, cold sweat mixed with tears flowing all over her face.

Jiang Lingcheng hated her so much, so he let her go so easily.

He didn't even want to give her any more hatred......