Dressing

The warmth brought by Zhuo Yi's embrace finally awakened his almost soulless stiffness, and Zhuo Yi untied the rope chains that bound his body, and pressed tightly against Zhuo Yi's chest. Liang Shu opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it. Called out: "Zhuo Yi..."

That gunshot made him finally understand that it was such a profound feeling that he was reluctant to die.

"I'm here, I'm here." Zhuo Yi hugged him tightly, hugged him, and kept repeating in his ear, "I'm here."

But ten seconds ago, when Du Hongshen was about to move his hand, Zhuo Yi fired a shot, steady, accurate, and ruthless, and hit his wrist without hesitation or mercy.Before Du Hongshen had time to react, he was stabbed in the heart with a Swiss Army knife in the hand of the person beside him. The blood splashed like fireworks, and the tea was cold.

Du Hongshen's eyes protruded, he opened his mouth slightly in disbelief, staring at Lin Shaoqing blankly, the corners of his eyes suddenly turned red.He tilted his body, like a lone leaf that would eventually fall to the ground, and slowly fell to the ground.

Lin Shaoqing laughed, coldly and softly, as if the wind was blowing over the frost: "Your hand, your life, you owe my brother, you should have returned them to him long ago."

The rusty and mottled door creaked and closed after all, and the heavy sound of locking announced the end of a love-hate relationship.

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Those who are officials will lose their fortunes; those who are rich and honored will lose all their gold and silver; those who are kind will escape death;Those who owe their life have their life repaid; those who owe their tears have exhausted their tears.It is not light to repay grievances, separation and reunion are predetermined.If you want to know your fate and ask about your previous life, you will be lucky if you grow old and rich.Those who see through will flee into Buddhism; those who are obsessed will lose their lives in vain.It's like throwing all the devoured birds into the forest, leaving a piece of white land, it's so clean!

The Du family withered and declined overnight, watching him build Zhulou, watching his building collapse, to ordinary people, it is just a few more conversations and a few jokes.

In the office of Zhuo's high-level executives, the two faced each other.One has deep eyebrows and a light smile, while the other has delicate eyebrows and deep complexion.

"Shares from the Du family." Zhuo Yi gracefully pushed a document to Lin Shaoqing.

Lin Shaoqing didn't even look at it, his eyes fell on one place casually, his voice was no longer clear, a little hoarse, and even inexplicably old: "I don't want it from the Du family. I only take what we agreed upon when we discussed cooperation."

Zhuo Yi smiled and said, "Okay."

When Lin Shaoqing left, Ling Yu happened to walk in. He glanced back at Lin Shaoqing's thin and lonely back, and said to Zhuo Yi, "Does he know that Du Hongshen is the beneficiary after his death?"

Zhuo Yi tapped his fingers on the table, with a half-smile: "Who knows."

The phone rang, and the ringtone was the song Liang Shu sang for "Painted Fox": The appearance is the devil, and the separation is the Buddha. Why can't you see through this thought...

Before the bell rang for a long time, Zhuo Yi had already picked it up with a smile. The afternoon sun came through the window, warming his brows and eyes: "Xiao Shu."

"Hmm...at seven o'clock...An's house...Anyue and the others are here? Okay...the clothes for the little milk dog? Okay, my name is Zhao Xiudai...well, I'll pick you up, wait for me. "

I hung up the phone and checked the time on my phone. It was already 05:30.Zhuo Yi smiled, put on his coat, said a few words to Ling Yu, and walked out of Zhuo's Building.On the street, you can also see the promotion of "Floating Life" on the billboards outside-Heng Yi broke the curse that same-sex films were difficult to release, and successfully made "Floating Life" available on the market.On the poster, a piece of clear water is leisurely and peaceful. Liang Shu in the water has delicate features, and his short hair is floating in the water. He has his eyes closed, his hands spread out, safe and pure, and his heart is like glass.

Let the sad stories in "Floating Life" pass.

Get in the car, Zhao Xiu drives the car, walking steadily.The scenery outside the window disappears in a blink of an eye, and the only thing that can stop people's eyes for a long time is the mighty river and the high sky.Towards evening, the sun shines through the stratus clouds, blurring everything with a light yellow halo, the water on the river is glistening, and pedestrians and boats are heading home.

As the song says:

Ripples under the bridge

dusk floating on the river

how stable it is

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