I Am Not Fit to Be the Male Lead’s First Love

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... once upon a time.

"Lu Zhen, you trap me here, do you want to sleep with me (Shui)?"

"I……"

"Then you (sleep in Shui), come on, ah?—"

...

The quarrel can never stop, like this dark destiny.

Lu Zhen walked into the bathroom of the room, put his hands on the washstand, and panted exhaustedly.

Naoreen's sharp pain had just passed a peak, and the pain turned into a blunt knife, slowly damaging his nerves.

In his left ear, someone kept bewitching: "Go, hurt her, make her hurt, so that you will be unforgettable and remember forever..."

And in his right ear, there was his own sober and painful voice: "Shut up..."

Self-consciousness competed with that invisible power day and night, torn and fused, and then torn by himself again after fusion.

Lu Zhen looked at himself in the mirror, his face (color) pale and his eyes hollow.

He is himself, no one has set up.

From love at first sight at the age of 17 to now, I like Chu Yin.

Will not hurt her, he wants to protect her. Even if he is weak now.

... But, I can't tell.

In the room outside, she kicked something down and slammed.

The boy's face in the mirror was a little fuzzy.

Why.

Why is this world so ridiculous.

He wants to say, stay by my side, let you go after everything is resolved.

I want to tell her that someone wants to take you away and treat you like my mother.

I want her to know that there is an invisible restriction in this world, and they are all involuntary pieces of paper.

I want to get a little breathing space in her eyes from disappointment to despair to hatred.

Lu Zhen raised his hand, his nails ran over his throat heavily.

He yelled at the mirror, but the truth was automatically silenced, turning him into a ridiculous pantomime.

Even if he scratched his tongue and torn his throat, he couldn't say a word.

A trace of blood ran down the corners of the pale lips, dripping onto the pure white washstand.

Chu Yin didn't know when he was leaning against the bathroom door and saw this picture. The young man who imprisoned her forever looked miserable.

Can't tell who is more painful, the pain is only a piece of ashes.

Chu Yin's face was extremely indifferent: "You are going to die? Then go to die."

Lu Zhen was exhausted and finally gave up.

do not die.

Even if it is such a stubbornness, maybe they will break through when they reach the 70s and 80s.

Lu Zhen stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, walked over and hugged her.

"Lu Zhen, you--" Chu Yin struggled hard.

In the ear, the boy's voice was like a broken blade, horribly hoarse: "Chu Yin...I love you."

All the unspeakable concealment is in this sentence.

Don't die...for a little bit of hope.

They live together--

...

Wee hours.

Lu Zhen opened his eyes from the dream.

Dreamed of her again.

The room was silent, and there was only Lu Zhen on the big (chuang) bed, lying like a corpse.

In his dream, he was 19 years old. He thought that the most painful thing in the world was just insincere and involuntary.

Later I learned that it can be more painful—

The boundless prohibition disappeared, and she was gone.

His empty stomach began to cramp, and it took a long time for Lu Zhen to slowly curl up and press against the painful area.

Compared with the cold reality, even the intense and clear pain in the dream makes people happy.

This is the fifth year she has left.

From the horrible madness of the whole person, to the gradual silence, time is like a merciless knife.

For Chu Yin, death is probably a real escape, and she may be happy in the new life.

And Lu Zhen, with the huge secrets of the entire world, lived alone in the world.

In fact, there is no need to live, but there is no opportunity to die.

The world is so false that even living becomes false.

Everything is meaningless.

until--

...

"Hey, the new assistant from the company is quite capable (gan gan)."

"Yes, although it looks so mediocre, but something will happen..."

The newly recruited assistant wore a regular ol-style workplace attire and shuttled around the company with a stack of documents.

"Hey, Xiao Wang--" Senior called to her.

"Xiao Wang" stopped quickly and asked, "Sister Liu, what's the matter?"

"There is something wrong with me," she handed her a tray, "this coffee, you can send it to General Lu's office!"

Xiao Wang paused and raised his eyes: "Me?"

Sister Liu found out that this little assistant is usually inconspicuous when doing things, but in fact, her eyes are very bright, which is inexplicable, and she should actually feel very beautiful.

Seeing Sister Liu stunned, the little assistant smiled gently and harmlessly: "But I haven't been in the office of President Lu. Isn't it a bad idea to suddenly deliver coffee..."

"It's okay," Sister Liu patted her on the shoulder. "Come out as soon as the delivery is over. Mr. Lu won't notice you-don't worry, there are basically no women in his eyes."

...Don't talk about women, I'm afraid there is not even a living thing. Sister Liu couldn't help but complain in her heart.

To say that Lu Zhen, a young chaebol in power, has top net worth and looks, and the women behind him are normal in front and servants—but, by the way, this is a heartless.

According to anecdotal rumors, many years ago, the Lu family had a battle to seize power. The loser was Mr. Lu's brother-in-law. Now people are still squatting in prison, which shows how cruel Lu Zhen is.

And I heard that Lu Zhen only had a relationship when he was young, and he hasn't had a woman for many years since. Although the company's elderly have heard of it, Liu Jie has never been able to believe it.

After all... how could a person like Lu Zhen, who is as cold as a machine, have been obsessed with one person for so many years?

The little assistant walked out of the office with coffee, bowed his head.

From this point of view, her drooping hair blocked her face and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Before she woke up, she was still on Lu Zhen's (bed chuang). After waking up, he became a little assistant five years later.

Chu Yin looked down at the tray in his hand.

The life that ended in a scribbled last life, this time she will end it. Give her one more chance, let her take revenge.

The conversation before her death was still in her ears, she said to Lu Zhen, be careful to die in her hands.

...Here comes.

Chu Yin's fingers trembled lightly, went to the blind spot of monitoring, quietly took out a paper bag from his pocket and poured it into the coffee.

——Let it all end.

Then she knocked gently on the office door.

It was cold in the office, and the air condition turned the room into a morgue.

Lu Zhen was sitting inside and working, without emotions and expressions, like a precise machine.

"Mr. Lu," Chu Yin controlled his tone without looking up at him, "Your coffee."

Xiao Wang and Chu Yin are completely different, everything is different from face, figure, to voice.

But Lu Zhen didn't know when he raised his head.

"New here?" he asked suddenly.

Chu Yin was indifferent, bowed his head and replied respectfully: "Yes."

Lu Zhen's gaze fell on her face, and there was a pause for several seconds.

Then the corners of his lips were raised coldly, (showing) the sarcasm (color) I didn't know to whom, and then he looked back on the document.

Days and nights want to make people become demons, his spirit seems to be abnormal, and he feels that this person's eyes are a little familiar.

"Xiao Wang" stepped back two steps, and bowed slightly, "Mr. Lu, please use it slowly."

Lu Zhen looked down at the document and did not respond.

It was a little embarrassing.

Chu Yin turned and left, subconsciously raising his hand to rub the tip of his nose.

That is a very natural movement.

Lu Zhen's fingertips on the table suddenly tightened.

He suddenly raised his head and watched her walk towards the door step by step.

The posture of walking, the depth of the feet, and some high heels that are not used to wearing.

So absurd, but everything is so familiar. Repeated many times in the dream.

is it you.

...It's you.

Lu Zhen's fingertips suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

The perennial indifferent expression tore for a moment, and some unbelievable madness came out from inside.

"——Wait!"

Chu Yin shrank his fingertips on the doorknob, and turned his head calmly, "What else is there, President Lu?"

Lu Zhen looked at her for a long time, and Chu Yin's back slowly stiffened.

His look...indescribable, he couldn't distinguish his anger.

Only Lu Zhen knew that it was a strange but hidden fanaticism.

It was a long time before Lu Zhen looked down at the coffee in his hand.

"...Come back." He said softly, "the cup... you take it away."

Chu Yin's back was wet with sweat, and he paused for a second before saying, "...oh."

She walked slowly back to Lu Zhen's desk.

Lu Zhen's distinct hand dropped on the cup, picked it up, and brought it to his mouth.

Chu Yin's heart suddenly hung in the air, and his eyes fell uncontrollably on the mouth of the cup.

When Lu Zhen observed her look (look), he suddenly understood at that moment why those who were lost and recovered would come back.

He (gou) raised the corners of his lips and laughed so hard that the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

——How lucky, she came to take his life.

The life of the walking dead can finally be buried with her.

He even felt happy.

Lu Zhen raised his eyelids, his pupils (color) were very dark, and he gave her a smile.

Chu Yin's heart jumped wildly uncontrollably--

Drink it, and she will die.

The person who rejoiced when she was young, but broke her wings and devoted her life to love and hatred-really died in her hands.

Lu Zhen raised his neck.

Close your eyes.

Without hesitation, I drank the coffee in the cup--

--"wait wait wait!"

Chu Yin suddenly stopped.

Lu Zhen opened his eyes.

Chu Yin's heartbeat rumbling loudly, she didn't know if her voice was shaking.

"Coffee... it's cold, I'll—change you a cup."

At the last moment she flinched.

Is it because she will bear a life, or is it Lu Zhen, Chu Yin doesn't know.

She reached out and took away the cup in Lu Zhen's hand, bowed, and then hurriedly left the office.

Therefore, he did not see the expression on Lu Zhen's face.

Chu Yin left the door and exhaled, his heart squeezed uncomfortably.

No (guanguan) line, she comforted herself.

She never thought that she would succeed once, there is still a chance, there is still a chance...

He looked up again and found that some inquiring eyes fell on her from all directions.

This little assistant delivered a coffee, it took so long...

The weird thing is that Mr. Lu didn't blast her away...

Although the young female employees dare not approach Mr. Lu, it does not mean that they have given up interest in him. The company began to pay attention to the ugly little assistant named Wang.

Chu Yin didn't care about this, she was just a ray of remnant soul that came from birth, and when her obsession ended, her life would be over.

But she originally thought that it would not be easy to kill Lu Zhen.

In the following days, he found that...(Kill sha) seemed easy to kill him.

...

That ugly little assistant in the company seemed to be favored by Mr. Lu.

The staff inquired about the reason, it seemed that it was because she liked the coffee Lu always liked.

Chu Yin began to frequent his office after repeated summons.

And have a lot of opportunities to start.

During the lunch break, Lu Zhen was lying on the (bed chuang) in the rest room, his pale neck was exposed (exposed) in the air, and his throat seemed vulnerable.

As an assistant, Chu Yin covered him with a quilt, holding the blade in his hand.

Just scratch it on the neck, or poke it in the heart, and it's over.

Lu Zhen closed his eyes, his expression was calm, and he didn't know everything that might happen next.

The blades in Chu Yin's hand were all hot. She held her breath, raised her hand, and approached Lu Zhen's throat a little bit.

He (Shui Shui) was very quiet and unguarded.

Chu Yin's hand wanted to fall several times.

He is no longer the boy you like.

He was so crazy, so bad, he broke all your freedom and ruined your life. (Killing sha) He—!

Chu Yin's hands kept shaking, and the blade almost slipped off his palm——

She regained her senses abruptly, squeezing the knife that was about to fall between Lu Zhen's neck.

Then she took a breath and turned to leave the lounge.

Can't even get it.

Chu Yin hid the blade, pushed the door and walked out of Lu Zhen's office. The female staff member on the same floor came over with a slightly ironic voice: "I advise you not to think too much. Someone else's stand-in."

Chu Yin: "Stand-in?"

The other party proudly said: "President Lu has years of white moonlight in his heart. Otherwise, if you think that the group is so big and there are so many beautiful women, then it might be your turn?"

...White Moonlight.

"Moreover, that Bai Yueguang is said to be gone, understand? You can't even win, you can't cross it in a lifetime."

Chu Yin (Lu) gave an inexplicable smile.

Can't cross in a lifetime?

She didn't need such a tragic victory.

-

Chu Yin has done enough psychological construction.

When Lu Zhen gave her things to do, he taught her many things incidentally. Chu Yin felt inexplicable, but could not (show) clues.

"Stay at night to prepare for the meeting." Lu Zhen said.

Chu Yin nodded: "Yes."

After the explanation, Chu Yin turned and left holding the document.

Lu Zhen looked at her back and suddenly said, "That year I actually—"

The words disappeared.

In front of her, Forbidden Youyou emerged, and the nerve pain followed like a shadow.

Chu Yin had a meal from his back. that year?

Lu Zhen gave up with a wry smile.

"……It's nothing."

The rules didn't let him go. There is no chance to come back in his life.

Death in her hands was already the best ending he could think of.

This life is not worthy to stay with her forever.

Then leave alone.

He taught her something and even signed the equity transfer documents.

After his death, everything about him is hers.

May her life be smooth in this world without him.

And he took all the painful secrets and finally rotted into the dirt.

...

at night.

End of the meeting.

The directors went out to drink together.

Lu Zhen rarely drank alcohol outside, but this time he drank a lot, not knowing why.

Almost deliberately got himself drunk.

He was accompanied by only a small assistant, and others helped him into the car, and the task of sending President Lu home fell on Chu Yin's shoulders.

She responded, reached into her pocket, (touched Mo) (touched Mo) the fruit knife.

Try again.

The car stopped outside Lu Zhen's apartment, and Chu Yin helped him and got on the elevator to the floor of their house.

The sensor lights in the corridor turned on and off.

Chu Yin turned on the light, helped him to the door, and was suddenly hugged by Lu Zhen.

She widened her eyes: "Mr. Lu——"

Lu Zhen was unconscious, his head was resting on her shoulders, his unguarded neck appeared, and the main artery was right in front of him.

Chu Yin subconsciously (touched Mo) towards the fruit knife in his pocket, his heartbeat quickened.

Now that this situation is done, it is probably a legitimate defense after (sexual xing) harassment...

Chu Yin squeezed his fingers and held the knife.

Lu Zhen leaned on her, talking very lowly.

There was only a loud heartbeat in Chu Yin's ear, and he couldn't hear him clearly.

The tip of the knife stuck his head out a little bit.

Wearing Lu Zhen's clothes, pressed against his skin, a blood-red flower bloomed.

Lu Zhen was too drunk and unconscious.

Chu Yin took a deep breath, and the tip of the knife moved forward.

I don't know why, she has an urge to cry, her eyes are hot.

How did the flowers that bloom from the lush years come to this point?

Her hands trembled and pushed forward a little bit.

But at the moment she made up her mind to poke in, she suddenly heard Lu Zhen's whisper.

He has no consciousness, but what he can say is: "I love you... always love you..."

The word love has been repeated for many years.

Chu Yin didn't know why, and suddenly lost all his strength.

A warm **m rolled out of the fundus of the eye.

She lifted her hand and wiped it off, and helped Lu Zhen into the apartment, watching him lying on the sofa unconsciously.

Chu Yin threw the knife and looked at him for a long time.

Finally understood that she couldn't make it, she couldn't give this end.

She and Lu Zhen have been entangled for many years, and perhaps they can't be resolved in one death.

Then go.

Let's go...

This life is regarded as a bad fate.

If there is an afterlife...if there is an afterlife.

I wish you and I have nothing to do with you.

Chu Yin glanced at Lu Zhen one last time, as if he wanted to remember him, but also wanted to forget him.

Then turned around and disappeared into the night (color) of the night.

...

The next day, Lu Zhen woke up at home.

He knew she was softened again.

Lu Zhen straightened up and covered the shallow cut in his abdomen.

If there is no (guanguan) connection, just create opportunities for her.

She came back to (kill sha) him.

Lu Zhen was almost expecting her trial. It's like waiting for the last joy of this life to settle down.

... But the judge is gone.

The little assistant surnamed Wang disappeared silently.

The file is empty and there is no traffic information. She appeared in the world out of thin air, and then left silently.

Only one person was disturbed.

Turning his world upside down.

Chu Yin left him for the second time.

On this day, Lu Zhen finally lost the last glimmer of hope in his life.

He took care of all the work, then returned home, opened the quilt, and lay down.

Started self (killing sha) style (sleeping Shui) sleep.

In his dream, there are waves breaking on the shore in his life.

——At the age of 19, I thought that the most painful thing was involuntary.

——At the age of 22, I thought the most painful thing was her departure.

——Until the age of 27, he was obviously bruised all over his body, but the heaviest and deepest one was superimposed on the wound.

The most painful thing is--

You're back.

And you, gone again.