The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

The light in the young man's eyes seemed to be extinguished by the wind and snow for an instant.

Pan Shu curled her lips casually.

The appearance of not caring at all.

She has always been so cold and callous.

From that day on, Ban Shu never saw Jiang Chen again. Lu Xiyu began to force her to drink milk every day. It must be that some kind of pills melted into the milk. The taste was a bit astringent and unpleasant to drink.

Pan Shu didn't like drinking, so Lu Xiyu had no choice but to coax her little by little, "If you drink this cup, you won't drink it tomorrow."

But there will still be one the next day.

Pan Shu could feel that her condition was deteriorating rapidly.If you don't drink milk, it will get worse faster.

The wind and snow were raging outside the window, and even if I opened the window for a moment, it would become unbearably cold.

In the wind and snow, a young man with a rich and delicate appearance sat in a wheelchair.

His hair has grown very long, and the black strands cover his narrow and sharp eyes. His skin is so white that it is so transparent that it almost blends into the white snow.

The young man's eyebrows were stained with white frost, his eyes were open and empty, and he could not move despite the wind.

If you don't care about him.

He might freeze to death in this snow.

Pan Shu poured the milk mixed with medicine into the sink, turned on the faucet, and let the gurgling water take the milk away. She had done this skillfully, and she had done so more than once.

Only this time, he was caught by Lu Xiyu.

Ban Shu raised her eyes.

The man's thin lips were pursed tightly, his lips were white, and his face was even whiter, making him look colder and more indifferent.

His dark eyes slipped and he looked at Pan Shu, "How many times have you not drank?"

Pan Shu paused, put the cup on the sink, and raised her eyebrows, "I can't remember clearly. I told you, I don't like drinking milk."

She didn't look guilty at all.

Lu Xiyu was almost furious.

A silent and weird atmosphere spread between the two of them. After a long time, Lu Xiyu sighed, "If you don't like milk, then you like to drink medicine? When did you drink those medicines in front of you?"

"I don't want to drink anyway."

Pan Shu looked up at him and suddenly smiled, her round eyes clear and beautiful, "Actually, death is not that scary."

Lu Xiyu's face suddenly turned cold.

He stared at Pan Shu quietly for two seconds, picked up the glass that Pan Shu had placed on the sink, and without saying a word, turned on the faucet to rinse the pale white milk stains on the wall of the cup.

When the slender fingertips slowly moved across the glass, it made a "crunching" friction sound.

Halfway through washing, Lu Xiyu paused.

He was stunned for a long time, holding the cup tightly with his fingertips, and the flesh under his nails was red. He said expressionlessly, "Panshu, you don't want to live at all, do you?"

"You have made up your mind to leave me at all."

His voice was a little aggrieved and a little unspeakably violent.

Lu Xiyu has always had a bad temper.

But Pan Shu was not afraid of him.

Even when he questioned her like this, Pan Shu still lifted her lips easily and said, "It's not about leaving you, it's about leaving this broken world."

I don't know which sentence made Lu Xiyu laugh.

He suddenly laughed softly.

Taking off his black suit, Lu Xiyu crumpled the suit into a ball and threw it to the ground. The glass was also broken together. However, the ground was covered with a thick layer of blanket, and the glass rolled several times on the ground. It's not broken either.

He stepped forward and tugged on his tie, "Then when the time comes, remember to take me with you."

"In this broken world, whoever wants to live will live. Anyway, I won't live anymore."

In front of Ban Shu, Lu Xiyu was elegant, dignified, and a perfect flower of the high mountains. He rarely...or never used swear words. When such words came out of his mouth, there was a fatal contrast.

Pan Shu hooked his neck, "Do you dare?"

"Go to death?" Lu Xiyu asked.

"Ah."

Lu Xiyu sneered, "Who is not afraid of death? I'm not a fucking god. Who knows if there will be a next life after death, but if you die, I don't want to live anymore."

He lowered his voice and became gentle again, "Because I want to spend the next life with you."

Pan Shu laughed, "That's impossible."

"You will only make me angry." Lu Xiyu's eyes turned red, "I can't even figure out how I could fall in love with such a nasty woman like you."

Playing with his emotions in this way.

Never give him a response.

He also approached eagerly like a licking dog.

Who would have thought that the dignified CEO of mainland China, who takes both black and white, doesn't even have a status.

It's really miserable.

"Lu Xiyu." Ban Shu wrapped her fingertips around his tie.

"what."

"Go and see Jiang Zhao."

"..."

Lu Xiyu held his breath and said, "I won't go."

"Go and see if he is dead." Pan Shu smiled lightly, "If he dies, I won't be able to survive."

At that time, Lu Xiyu did not understand the deeper meaning of this sentence.

I don’t understand the fateful entanglement between Jiang Zhao and Pan Shu.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that no man who loves her will end well.

Jiang Chen is like this, Jiang Zhao is like this, and Lu Xiyu is no exception.

Lu Xiyu was inexplicably irritable.

He rubbed his hair, took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and clicked on the mobile phone, his voice seemed to be tempered by ice, "Pack up those things in the snow and send them back to Jiang's house. Don't dirty my land here." "

Lu Xiyu never concealed his malice towards the two Jiang brothers.

It's jealousy.

So even if he was jealous, he couldn't even ask, "Which two of the Jiang family are more important, or me?"

It's all self-inflicted anyway.

Nothing to ask.

Lu Xiyu always knew that he was actually just jealous. Both Jiang Chen and Jiang Zhao were more important than him. Because of jealousy, he spared no effort to suppress them.

Pan Shu tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Lu Xiyu, if I die, you'd better live well."

Throwing down the phone, Lu Xiyu pounced on her and pressed her on the bed, "Why."

"Wouldn't it be better for one more person to accompany you?"

"It's so lonely on the road to Huangquan."

"You are so beautiful. Even if you become a ghost, you will still be the most beautiful ghost. What if a kid molests you?"

"Whoever bullies you, I can help you pay it back."

Pan Shu sniffed, and the sweet taste surged in her throat again. She closed her eyes and murmured slowly, "Who dares to bully me?"

After hearing this, Lu Xiyu laughed.

His big hands gently rubbed her hair.

It's that he can't live without her.

The cell phone that Lu Xiyu threw aside rang, and he answered it irritably, "What's the matter?"

Not sure what was said on the other end of the phone, Lu Xiyu curled her lips in gloating, "Are you dead?"

"Not dead," said the other end of the phone.

"Tsk." A somewhat regretful tone.

After saying a few more words, he hung up the phone and met Pan Shu's eyes.

Lu Xiyu said nonchalantly, "Look what I'm doing."

"Lu Xiyu."

Pan Shu whispered, "I might..."

"Really dying."

After speaking, she arched her body in pain and vomited blood.