Bone erosion crisis: Young Master Lu, don't come here unharmed

pain.

Only pain remains.

I was run over all over.All internal organs are aching.

The light was too dazzling, as if it was dawn, Shengzhi Xia Huoran opened his eyes.

This time, she opened her eyes very quickly, and her vision was very clear. All she could see were the retro Chinese bedside lamp and wardrobe. The room was very quiet, filled with unpleasant smells of cigarettes and alcohol. Down……

There was a big hand clasping her waist from behind, tight and irresistible.

Sheng Zhixia's mind exploded, was she really caught up by that man last night?she was...

"Hmm..." Sheng Zhixia suddenly snorted.

The man's strength was great, and with fierce punishment, the nightmare from last night struck again.

Like a rabbit, the man turned Sheng Zhixia over and faced her.

"You..." Sheng Zhixia was about to grab the man's face, but when his hand touched the man, he froze suddenly, and his body trembled uncontrollably, this condescending man, his face was so familiar——

A face that is difficult to draw with a simple brush, and beautiful facial features that cannot be drawn with the best brush. His lips are too thin and his eyes are too cold. At this moment, he is stained with love affairs and looks a little blurred.

"Lu..." Sheng Zhixia blurted out his name, but found that her voice had changed because of the trembling, thin and weak.

However, the man's face suddenly changed. He bent down, pinched her chin with two fingers, stared at her face carefully, his eyes changed from blurred to clear, and then to Chi Guoguo's undisguised disgust.

"Shut up! Don't look at me!" Sheng Zhixia was not allowed to say a word, the man's big hand suddenly grabbed half of Sheng Zhixia's face, and pressed her on the pillow, not allowing her to look at him face to face.

Sheng Zhixia's face was forced against the pillow, and he had difficulty breathing, unable to open his mouth.

The pain in her body was unbearable, she leaned on the pillow and closed her eyes tightly, how ridiculous, she actually dreamed of the first time with Lu Muchen, how many years ago was that?Only for the first time, she will be in such pain...

The dream is too real, Lu Muchen has always been domineering in love affairs, from the first time to the last time, Sheng Zhixia was in pain, every time she cried, as long as she called his name, Lu Muchen would...

"What did you call me just now?" Lu Muchen suddenly turned her over again, Sheng Zhixia was forced to face his face again, this time, his face was still so real and clear.

Sheng Zhixia stared blankly at Lu Muchen's eyes, unable to say a word, Lu Muchen suddenly grabbed her neck, more ruthlessly than before.

His senses were so clear, his cold eyes full of emotion didn't seem like a dream, Sheng Zhixia curled up in pain, and instinctively retreated to the bedside.

However, Lu Muchen pressed on with every step, with a cold sarcasm on his pretty face: "Crying?"

Sheng Zhixia didn't have time to respond, Lu Muchen suddenly backed away, and threw her off the bed without mercy, with a cold tone: "Women who cry on the bed are the most despicable. Get out!"

With a "plop", Sheng Zhixia rolled out of bed unexpectedly and fell on the carpet.

"Hiss—" Sheng Zhixia tried to get up, but the pain was still there. She raised her head with difficulty, but she happened to meet a big mirror, and her eyes widened in horror——who is the girl in the mirror?

The girl is very young, seventeen or eighteen years old, her skin is as white as snow, her long black hair hangs over her shoulders, she is the embryo of a beauty that has already grown.Her pure and innocent eyes and a face with a little baby fat made her look even more innocent and harmless.

Sheng Zhixia stretched out her hands tremblingly. These hands had slender fingers and clean nails, but they were not her hands. There was even a small gray tattoo on her left arm, which was an incomprehensible pattern similar to Sanskrit.

Sheng Zhixia felt familiar with this girl's whole body. This was not her body!Not her face!not her!
A hallucination suddenly appeared in front of Sheng Zhixia's eyes. It was also the same Chinese-style room, classical and elegant, with the grandfather tied to the wheelchair behind the eight-sided screen, the crazy He Yinan, the sinister and vicious Qiu Meng, and the man who made him feel so sad. The drowsy incense, the blood under her body is flowing more and more, and the smell of blood is getting stronger...the coldness has entered the Lingxi River in her bones...

"Ah!" Sheng Zhixia screamed in horror, but she couldn't make a sound. She put her hands on the ground and stepped back suddenly, until her back bumped into a man's leg, and her bare back suddenly twitched. With goosebumps, she raised her head in a panic, and was facing Lu Muchen's star-like eyes, which were dark and indifferent.

"What are you doing? Playing pantomime?" Lu Muchen had already put on his bathrobe. He was a well-bred man, and he would never be naked in front of outsiders, even if he did something indescribable with her.He spoke to her condescendingly, without emotion.

Sheng Zhixia didn't answer, just stared at Lu Muchen blankly, unable to move, if all this was not a dream, then she was already dead, her grandfather still had a child...

Sheng Zhixia's hand unconsciously caressed her lower abdomen, a wry smile appeared on her lips, hehe, five years after they broke up, it was the first time she saw Lu Muchen in reality, and it was actually in such a situation.Lu Muchen, who was spotless in his youth, is now filthy. Just now, he pushed a young girl on the bed. He said that the girl crying on the bed is the most despicable.

is it?

The cheapest?

Sheng Zhixia didn't know what expression she had at the moment. She hadn't recovered from the shock, but Lu Muchen didn't even look at her anymore, walked past her indifferently, pressed an internal number, and called someone's name : "Zhuo Buyan! Come in!"

It doesn't matter how embarrassed Sheng Zhixia is when she is sitting on the ground, no matter whether she is dressed or not, even if he was enjoying the affair just a moment ago, now, he has turned his face and ruthless.

The doorbell rang, and the people outside seemed to give a reminder to the inside, and soon there was the sound of the door being opened, and there were steady footsteps coming this way.

"Wait..." Sheng Zhixia hurriedly grabbed the quilt on the bed and wrapped it around her body. The girl in the mirror was immediately covered tightly. At this time, Zhuo Buyan, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, had already entered .

Zhuo Buyan glanced at Sheng Zhixia who was sitting on the ground, and respectfully faced Lu Muchen: "What orders does Master Lu have?"

Lu Muchen's complexion was very ugly, his hands were rubbing his temples, he was clearly out of spirits, his voice was not as clear as usual, instead it was hangover and hoarse after the affair: "Take her out, get rid of it."

"Yes." Zhuo Buyan nodded, then condescendingly said to Sheng Zhixia who was sitting paralyzed: "Miss, please come with me."

Sheng Zhixia didn't move.

Lu Muchen didn't care whether she left or not, no matter how Zhuo Buyan ended up, he went to the bathroom without looking back.

There were too many debris on the ground, Lu Muchen stepped on the TV remote control on the ground, and the super large TV on the entire wall was turned on immediately, the TV screen was broadcasting news, and the announcer gossiped in a sweet voice:

"Yesterday, the farewell ceremony for the remains of Miss Sheng Zhixia, a famous jewelry designer, was held in the old house of the Sheng family. The Sheng family was shrouded in a sad atmosphere. Mr. Sheng Xingbang was recuperating due to excessive grief. Miss Sheng Zhixia's husband, Mr. He, presided over the farewell ceremony with pain. At the ceremony, Ms. Qiu Meng, a good friend of ten years, cried and fainted several times at the scene, and needed medical assistance, which made people very distressed. It was rumored that Ms. Sheng Zhixia’s ex-fiancé, Master Lu Muchen, would attend the farewell ceremony. However, it was disappointing that Lu Da Shao not only did not show up, but before the funeral, he sent someone to send an exclusive urn, and asked Miss Sheng's family to scatter her ashes into the sea, and never allow her to appear in Jincheng, and there is no need to see her again in life or death, which is embarrassing Endless."

"It is reported that Ms. Sheng Zhixia has passed away for 49 days. The body was cremated yesterday afternoon. The ashes will be put into the sea at two o'clock this afternoon. The reporter of this station will go to the West Sea Wharf and broadcast the whole process live for you. Viewers and friends please pay close attention. focus on……"

Sheng Zhixia's blood was hot and cold, separated by a big bed, she looked up in Lu Muchen's direction——

Lu Muchen only glanced at the TV screen, then turned away again, his lips pursed tightly, as if he felt disgusted even hearing her name Sheng Zhixia, then he walked into the bathroom without stopping, and slammed the door with a "bang" superior.

Heh, Sheng Zhixia lowered her head, with a bitter smile on her lips, as if she didn't have to meet each other for a lifetime.

Lu Muchen, as you wish, I am really dead.

Now, are you happy?