Crack: Not loving you is the way back

After an unknown amount of time, Huangfu Jue finally let go of her. The hot blood slowly flowed through the black marble that had been polished to shine, and then blended into the grass beside the tombstone silently.

Su Mo fell to the side due to exhaustion. He forced his eyes open and faced the scorching sun as he looked at the man who appeared in his field of vision. He raised his head and looked at him with difficulty. At that moment, the feeling of rapid heartbeat and excitement was gone.

She laughed, laughing at her own overestimation, her own sentimentality, and even her lack of understanding of others.

How cruel, he sentenced her to death without even giving her a chance to explain. She had overestimated her position in this man's heart.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have messed with such a man...

She was wrong. She didn't want to have a bright and bright future, but she wanted to provoke such a devil...

Huangfu Jue had a perfect body, like a towering god, looking down at Su Mo who was standing up with his hands on the ground.

Then, under Su Mo's sad eyes, he slowly knelt down and stared at her closely with eyes like poisonous snakes.

Su Mo's body trembled, and she kept telling herself deep in her heart that she was not guilty, so don't be afraid!

There is no evidence, no matter how powerful this man is, no matter how lawless this man is, as long as he survives on this land, he cannot flout the law and ignore the rigor and justice of the country's laws to lynching her.

Her pale and small face pretended to be calm, and she carelessly touched her forehead, which had already been soaked with hot blood, and looked at Huangfu Jue provocatively, as if this way she could prove her innocence, as if this was the only way she could Only then can you retain what little pride you have.

A flash of surprise flashed across Huangfu Jue's eyes. The person in front of him coincided with the little girl who had been stubbornly looking at him not long ago and refused to admit defeat.

In the beginning, it was because of this face that he fell into the love she weaved. Now, this woman's face has been exposed. Does she think she can still use this face to deceive his sympathy?

"Pa." Huangfu Jue slapped Su Mo with lightning speed. Su Mo, who had just gotten up, fell hard again and hit the tombstone.

Without giving Su Mo time to react, he grabbed her collar again, took her to Shen Ruyun's grave, held her chin, pointed at the photo posted on the tombstone and said, "How can you be so vicious? She is my mother, she is my mother, how could you do this?"

"I didn't kill her." Su Mo was numb with heartache. He endured dizziness and stubbornly gritted his teeth to defend himself.

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price." Huangfu Jue unilaterally sentenced her to death, with a bloodthirsty look on his lips.

"Hahaha... pay the price, hahaha..." Su Mo suddenly laughed, but this smile was uglier than crying.

"why are you laughing?"

"Huangfu Jue, don't you just want me to plead guilty and send me to jail?" As he said that, Su Mo sat down along the tombstone, his arms hanging weakly aside. The originally pure white T-shirt had already been stained with mud and blood. Not the original color.

"You finally admitted..."

"Did I admit it?" Su Mo held his head up arrogantly, making a desperate attempt to use the law to gain the last chance for himself. "There is no suspicion of guilt, and there is no evidence. Why do you send me to jail?"

"No, I can. As long as I say you are, you are." Huangfu Jue smiled cruelly, and every word was sonorous and powerful, leaving no room for doubt.

Why did this person treat her like this? What did she do wrong?

Those unforgettable loves were like a joke, constantly mocking her innocence; those countless sad nights were like the hammer of stupidity, knocking on the apex of her heart one blow after another, constantly warning her that she had How stupid.

In just a few days, she felt as if a century had passed.

So long, so painful...

Su Mo struggled to stand up and looked at the man at eye level. She looked at the man she had loved so much as if she were a stranger. Tears finally fell uncontrollably one after another.

No matter how ruthless she is, she is not as ruthless as him, and her sword is deadly, but she can always survive alone.

"Huangfu Jue, give me a reason why you believe that the murderer is me, just think that we are in love..."

"Shut up." Huangfujue suddenly looked like a furious lion, his eyes shrouded in darkness. He angrily pinched Su Mo's mouth to prevent her from finishing her last words, and then said with complete disgust, " You really make me sick. Being loved by you is the most disgusting thing in my life. I will repent in prison from now on..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huangfu Jue threw her aside like trash, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped each slender finger, as if he had encountered a huge dirty bacteria, and threw the handkerchief into her face mercilessly. superior.

Su Mo watched all this numbly until he heard bustling voices from down the mountain and policemen in uniforms and uniforms walking towards this side in unison.

When the noisy voice finally reached her ears, Su Mo finally realized who these people with cameras and spotlights were.

Entertainment reporters are pioneers at the forefront of news in the entertainment industry. Their news sense is several levels higher than that of ordinary reporters.

This man is really cruel, he wants to completely destroy her...

In an instant, Su Mo was like a "hot cake", being interviewed by countless reporters.

"Miss Su, did you attack Mrs. Huangfu because of love?"

Can't love it? It turns out that in the eyes of these people, she is not only an arsonist but also a homosexual?

"Miss Su, please tell me why you set the fire?"

"Miss Su, Miss Su..."

Su Mo didn't say a word from beginning to end. The reporters who wanted to write violent stories became anxious and began to push him around.

Su Mo couldn't stand for a moment and fell to the ground. The reporters who were vying for headlines and exclusives were snapping photos. After all, in the past, she had always appeared in front of everyone as a glamorous supermodel. She looked so embarrassed. Not common.

Huangfu Jue just stood aside and watched with cold eyes, watching Su Mo being trampled under the feet of reporters who were like wolves and tigers.

Just when Su Mo thought she would be trampled to death in the cold cemetery, a few steps behind the reporter, the belatedly arrived police helped her up from the crowd.

However, before Su Mo could even breathe, a pair of silver handcuffs burned her slender, bruised wrists.

The silver light was shining, especially dazzling under the scorching sun. The reporter slapped her face and hands hard. For the first time, Su Mo felt that these small handcuffs weighed a thousand pounds, crushing her last bit of pride into dust. .

Looking at the handcuffs on his hands, Su Mo remained silent. He just looked up at the sunlight above, greedily, as if he wanted to see all the sunlight in his life.

I don't know whether the light was too dazzling or the pain in her body stung her pain nerves. Bloody tears flowed out of her empty eyes without warning.

The dedicated policeman watched all this with horror. He nodded to Huangfu Jue, who had been standing by with his hands folded, and pulled away the reporter who was standing by in shock and had forgotten to react, and pulled Su Mo away from the crowd. Out and out of here.

Su Mo was sitting in the police car in a state of embarrassment, neither making any noise nor moving, with his head lowered. His once bright and moving eyes were now drooping lifelessly.