I would rather die than be the white moonlight

The temperature of Shen Ke in his arms has become colder and colder, and Lu Yuan can even feel that Shen Ke's body is becoming stiffer little by little.

Lu Yuan foolishly held Shen Ke's little hand in his own: "Your hands are always so cold, but this time it was too cold."

Lu Yuan hugged Shen Ke tightly, as if he wanted to rub Shen Ke into his flesh and blood, the butler walked in from the door, shook his head, walked to Lu Yuan's side, and patted Lu Yuan's shoulder: "Master, The young master needs to rest."

Lu Yuan knew that the housekeeper wanted him to let go, so Lu Yuan kissed Shen Ke's forehead, then kissed Shen Ke's lips, and Lu Yuan held Shen Ke's lips in his mouth, which made Lu Yuan's heart feel cold. A little cold.

On the day of Shen Ke's burial, it rained heavily. Lu Yuan stood in front of Shen Ke's tomb under a black umbrella, looking at the only photo of Shen Ke saved in his mobile phone. Lu Yuan insisted on carving the person in the tomb. , and forced to put a photo of the two of them on it.

The tomb carver said it was unlucky, but Lu Yuan shook his head: "If there is something unlucky, I will always go to accompany him."

Lu Yuan squatted down, touched the photo of the two of them, his nose was sore, he wanted to cry, but no tears came down, Lu Yuan squatted down, and took out the piece of paper with his name written on it from his bosom.

"Shen Ke, sometimes it's too late to understand something and it's irreparable. I know you blame me in your heart, but I may have to pester you in the future. Wait for me by the Naihe bridge, okay? "

Lu Yuan gently folded the paper and put it in his heart pocket. Lu Yuan patted his heart. The piece of paper gave Lu Yuan some warmth.

Lu Yuan had never looked at the photo of the two of them so closely, and now it was magnified and hung on it in black and white, and the small white circle inside Shen Ke's black eyeballs caught Lu Yuan's eyeballs.

Lu Yuan was startled suddenly: "Find out for me the doctor who treated Shen Ke's eyes."

Lu Yuan sat in front of the desk, and in the frame in front of him was the only piece of paper left by Shen Ke. Lu Yuan held the documents in his hand, his veins bulged, and he suddenly laughed, and the laughter became louder and louder.

The medicine on Shen Ke's eyes was made by himself, himself, touching Shen Ke's eyes little by little!

Shen Ke didn't cry out for pain at that time, as if as long as he did it, it wouldn't hurt. At that time, he just complained to him, but he didn't care. He just pressed Shen Ke's hand and told him not to rub it.

Lu Yuan ruthlessly tore up the documents in his hand, and paper scraps scattered all over the sky, just like Shen Ke had tore up Lu Yuan's name that he had written stroke by stroke, so many pieces of paper were scattered in the air. Next, the sound of Lu Yuan's tears and the sound of Shen Ke's tears falling at that time overlapped together, and there was a patter, which was full of sadness.

Lu Yuan walked to the bed and looked at the pillow that Shen Ke left behind. For the first time, Lu Yuan picked up the pillow and put it in his arms, as if he was hugging Shen Ke, he stretched out his hand to pat the pillow The body squeezed a little, and it suddenly changed back into a pillow, which looked extremely cute.

The rising sun outside shone in, elongating the shadow of the pillow, Lu Yuan suddenly remembered Shen Ke stepping on his shadow, stood up, walked behind the shadow, and stepped on it.

The secretary's call came in, and Lu Yuan stepped on the shadow of the pillow to get the phone: "Mr. Lu, the three pieces of land handed over to the Li family are already in place."

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. The piece of land was bought with Shen Ke's hand. At that time, he was just thinking about how to get the most benefit from this matter. Now the three A piece of land, a bright reminder of his indifference at that time.

"Young master, he used to be the only one in his small world, but now he is full of you."

Yes, he pretended too much, he can still recall Shen Ke's trusting eyes at that time: "You are here."

The housekeeper came up with lunch, and Lu Yuan was taken aback when he saw it. It was his best seafood porridge, but Shen Ke at that time also loved this kind of porridge the most. Every time it was clean, Lu Yuan shook his head, " Take it, I have no appetite now."

When the butler opened the door to leave, he suddenly remembered something: "Master, I put the salt jar and sugar jar upside down two days ago, and I apologize for the mistake you made while cooking for the young master not long ago. "

Lu Yuan's hands froze. He had never tasted seafood porridge made by himself. How did Shen Ke eat so much salt? When Shen Ke chewed with puffed cheeks, he would occasionally choke, After drinking porridge, drink a lot of water, everything can be explained clearly.

Lu Yuan waved his hand, feeling that he lost his strength all over, and slumped on the seat next to him. The sound of birds singing outside was crisp and clear. Lu Yuan stood up while supporting the handle next to him, walked to the side and turned on the computer.

He Fan looked at his cousin who rushed in angrily, put down the earrings in his hand that were gesturing on the earlobe, and frowned: "Why is cousin here at this time?"

Cousin swept the pile of accessories in front of He Fan to the bottom: "Are you still in the mood to do this?"

He Fan squatted down and picked them up one by one with some distress: "What are you doing!"

Cousin pointed at He Fan's nose: "You still have the nerve to tell me what I do! What have you done?"

He Fan put the crystal necklace back into the jewelry box: "Isn't Shen Ke dead? Mr. Lu also recognized me, and I will be the mother of the Lu family soon."

The cousin sneered: "Oh, mother? You will be able to go to the prison soon."

He Fan's hand paused, and the pearl bracelet that he picked up earlier fell to the ground, his voice was a little trembling, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Cousin looked at He Fan: "Lu Yuan has already found out everything that can be checked. Lu Yuan did not hesitate to use the entire Lu family to confront our He family, and has stopped all contracts with our He family! You know How much did I lose? I didn't rely on you to get the contract from the Lu family, but I lost a few contracts."

Speaking of this, my cousin suddenly remembered something, held He Fan's hand with a sly smile, raised He Fan's chin, looked at He Fan's delicate face, and said with a smile: "How much have I lost with you? How much will you pay me?"

The phone rang, and Cousin He Fan picked it up: "Mr. Jian, I will definitely go to the banquet tonight. What, you said my cousin will definitely go too. She has admired Mr. Jian for a long time."

After hanging up the phone, Cousin He Fan touched He Fan's cheek: "Don't you like to seduce men? Boss Jane is not much worse than Boss Lu."

He Fan struggled: "Let go of me, it's not that I haven't met Boss Jian, that fat head and big ears who still look at me with lewd eyes every time, that pig's head, besides, he's still a strict wife. Just don't go."

Cousin He Fan grabbed He Fan's hair: "Don't want to go? Okay! Then I'll send you to prison directly. I'm at most an accomplice, but you'll never turn over, and it's impossible for Lu Yuan Let you come out, you followed Mr. Jian, maybe Mr. Jian can save you, choose yourself!"

He Fan gritted his teeth: "I'll go."

Lu Yuan sat at the computer desk and picked up the phone. The secretary's official voice sounded: "I'm sure He Fan and his cousin have arrived, and Mr. Jian said he is ready."

When He Fan woke up again, he was in a dark basement. He Fan moved his hands and found that his hands and feet were bound. He Fan blinked. She remembered that she was dragged into a room by Mr. Jane, although it was disgusting. , but they were all ready to devote themselves, and Mr. Jian later handed her a glass of wine, saying that he wanted to adjust the mood.

Later, she didn't remember anything, the door of the basement was opened, He Fan's eyes widened, Lu Yuan stood in front of He Fan, with his back to the light, He Fan couldn't see Lu Yuan's face, but he also knew that nothing would happen good face.

Lu Yuan walked up to He Fan, holding a birdcage in his hand. Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to move the thorn on the bird's body. The bird was very irritable. Lu Yuan brought the birdcage close to one of He Fan's eyes.

He Fan could even feel the bird's beak touching his eyelids, and piercing screams rang out in the basement. Lu Yuan smiled and said, "Does it hurt?"

He Fan was sobbing and didn't know what to say, he just yelled pain, Lu Yuan patted He Fan's cheek: "Why does it hurt? My Shen Ke didn't say a word!"

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he took out an iron box. The iron box was very familiar, and He Fan opened his other eye very wide: "No!"

Lu Yuan shook his head: "What don't you want?" As he spoke, he applied the medicine in the box to his punctured eyes, and the intense stinging sensation caused He Fan to scream and pass out.

Lu Yuan threw down the box, put He Fan down, went outside and called the butler: "Brap her up briefly, and then call the police."

"By the way, the Lu family should also find a side branch to take over. I've finished my work, and he can't wait for me soon."

When the housekeeper asked anxiously, Lu Yuan hung up the phone without hesitation, stood up and walked out of the basement. The sunlight outside was too dazzling, and Lu Yuan walked down the path step by step.

Lu Yuan took out the paper full of Shen Ke in his arms, looked at the photos of the two of them, and took out the fragments that Shen Ke had stabbed into his heart from his pocket, and embedded them bit by bit. Heart: "I'm coming."

The butler finally found Lu Yuan in front of Shen Ke's tomb. Lu Yuan held the frame tightly with one hand. The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be covered, but there were tears in the corner of his eyes. The butler took the frame from Lu Yuan's arms. out.

Below the sentence Shen Ke wrote in the middle, Lu Yuan wrote in strong and powerful handwriting: "Me too."