The rest of life may not be different

When Su Wuxu got out of the car, his eyes were focused on him. Su Wuxu's eyes swept over those people lightly. Everywhere the Mu family went was full of sorrow, and everywhere the Su family went was full of sighs and fleeting memories. Indifferently, if he was kicked out or even died, they would just sigh, that's the difference!

The tombstones are neatly arranged in the cemetery, and each photo is serene and quiet, as if they have never left and have always been there.

Su Wuxu didn't pay attention to others, even when Su Xiangshan called him, he just looked at him coldly and pretentiously. As for why Su Xiangshan and him looked at each other in the last two, because he knelt down and knocked three stones on the tombstone. The head was very loud, and there was a purple bruise on the head.

Then he got up and smashed the flowers that Su Xiangshan brought in front of the tombstone to Su Xiangshan, gritted his teeth and said every word, "Su Xiangshan, you don't deserve it!"

The expected slap was slapped on the cheek, and the scene was chaotic for a while. Mu Ting was extremely sad, and shouted loudly, "Stop! People of the Su family, remember, from now on, our Mu family will never have any contact with you. !"

Mu Ting hadn't been angry for a long time, but this time he was really chilled. His precious daughter married Su Xiangshan, but Su Xiangshan also lost her. Now he only wants to meet with this cold stone tablet and black and white How could he not be angry with the photos!

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Su Wuxu knelt down, stroked the dust on the photo with his hand, his thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up the outflowing sadness.

"It turns out that, Young Master Su, you also look dejected." Tang Xuanlin met him at this place because he couldn't die, and added, "It's so beautiful."

After Su Wuxu said the last sentence to Mu Shihua in his heart, he got up and ignored him. Tang Xuanlin almost subconsciously stopped Su Wuxu, "Young Master Su, I've admired your name for a long time, why don't you go have a drink."

Su Wuxu looked up at him, his calm eyes were dark and deep, at this moment he looked at him and said, "Okay."

As a result, after leaving the Canglin Garden mausoleum area, Su Wuxu turned around and punched directly in the face. Tang Xuanlin put his fists together in front of him to resist the attack. Tang Xuanlin hit his jaw, took advantage of the situation, stretched his arms and twisted his arms with his hands, and locked them on his back with a half-turn.

With a "plop", Tang Xuanlin was caught off guard by Su Wuxu and pinned down on the lawn, unable to move. Su Wuxu warned in a cold voice, "Don't hang around here in the future!"

After speaking, he got up to pick up the car. Tang Xuanlin turned over and rubbed his shoulders, but he didn't care about being suppressed by him. After all, it proved that Su Wuxu's skill was comparable to that of a professional bodyguard.

"I just came here to pay homage to my brother. I just met by chance. Young Master Su seems to take himself too seriously." Tang Xuanlin smiled maliciously.

Su Wuxu parked the car in front of him, squinted at him, and didn't care about his sarcasm, "Since I promised, I won't break my promise."

Tang Xuanlin raised his eyebrows, this man is really interesting!

Open the door and sit on the passenger seat, "Then what does Young Master Su mean by that sentence?"

"Literally!" Su Wuxu said calmly while driving the car.

Tang Xuanlin nodded, and then propped his head to appreciate Su Wuxu. He had to say that he had never seen a person who was prettier than Su Wuxu, and had a cold and arrogant temperament. The slender man was holding the steering wheel with ten fingers, speaking slowly, and the whole person was elegant It's so expensive, you can't take your eyes off it!

This time it is not the square glazed tiles, but Shanqi Manor.

Tang Xuanlin looked at the road that was getting more and more remote. The tall pines and cypresses on both sides of the road rustled with the wind. Of course, the people in the car couldn't hear it...

Tang Xuanlin didn't mind in the slightest and joked, "Young Master Su is going to sell me?"

"There are plenty of people who want to kill you." Su Wuxu sarcastically mercilessly disregarded his identity.

Tang Xuanlin leaned back slightly, this movement was very relaxed, without vigilance at all, he nodded without haste, "Well, then I can still be worth a lot of money!"

Tang Xuanlin looked at the castle in front of him with a strange expression on his face. Didn't this dammit count Dracula live alone in a dark castle in 400 years of blood-sucking horror?

Then the castle is surrounded by bones, and there is a beautiful banshee who sucks human blood living in the castle?

"What are you thinking?" Su Wuxu stopped behind him and said.

"You live alone in such a big manor?" Tang Xuanlin looked at it, although it was remote, but the area was not small. The whole manor only had this nineteenth-century castle. Could it be that he didn't attract people's attention when he bought it?

"Well, I wasn't the only one before." Su Wuxu said indifferently, and then pushed open the dusty door.

No wonder, Tang Xuanlin followed him in.

He looked helplessly at the interior decoration like a funeral room, the only thing that was alive and colorful was a painting on the wall.

The young man's head was covered with stars, and his body was covered with thorns, but the thorns were just under the feet of the blurry figure. The bloodstained road was just to touch the young man in front of him.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to have this level."

Su Wuxu took out a bottle of well-aged wine from the kitchen and poured two glasses, "How can you tell that I painted it?"

"Your hands were created for art by nature. You shouldn't hold dangerous objects. If they are broken, it will be a disaster." Tang Xuanlin took the glass of wine, and he knew it was a high-quality wine just by smelling it.

Su Wuxu stretched out his palm, looked at the slightly thick calluses and wounds of various sizes on the palm, smiled slightly ironically, and showed him the palm, "Do you think I can still hold a paintbrush now?"

Tang Xuanlin was a little sorry for those good hands, and then raised his eyes to meet him, "No one knows yourself better than you, right?"

Su Wuxu shook his wine glass and nodded in agreement, "You said that life has no established trajectory, born ignorant, living numb, nothing but hatred or loathing in your life, maybe you have never felt where your soul is, how sad and absurd it is. "

"Is that what you're afraid of?" Tang Xuanlin sat across from him and took the time to observe his unknown side.

Su Wuxu sneered, and shook his head disdainfully, "Afraid? It's just ridiculous."

"That's fine. It doesn't matter if anyone understands what you're doing. It's fine if you don't know your family. After all, wolves are in packs and lions walk alone."

Su Wuxu hooked the corners of his mouth, and a flash of undercurrent flashed in his deep eyes. He clinked glasses with him who was smiling slyly, and said that this person was very similar to him, and he was very appetizing!

Of course, this pairing is just a kindred spirit, who can see right from wrong, and knows that he would rather be hypocritical than redeem himself, and be self-defeating...

Today, he is not good-natured, stubborn and paranoid, always retains suspicion and malice towards others, and is anxious and aggressive, so he can only take medicine to stabilize, but he doesn't want to waste time on treatment, because he thinks it's meaningless, he leaves He didn't have much time, and he hadn't finished what he wanted, but in fact, deep down in his heart - he was very desperate...

Afterwards, both of them were a little bit drunk. Tang Xuanlin looked at the hand that was supposed to be holding the paintbrush full of artistic atmosphere. At this moment, he was holding a cigarette. The smoke was so lingering that he couldn't see his expression clearly. There was an undercurrent in his eyes. In front of Su Wuxu, one leg was pressed on Su Wuxu's knee, watching him closely with great interest.

Su Wuxu raised his head and the smoke from his mouth sprayed on Tang Xuanlin's face, and he actually smiled, very mischievously.

Tang Xuanlin's eyes dimmed instantly, looking at his smiling lips, his piercing eyes were slightly smiling, as if he couldn't help but want to kiss his lips and swallow him up!