【Double Life】The Redeemer

Liang Chuan was silenced by a swear word.

An Jia looked at him calmly, "Do you feel that you are tired and can't take it anymore? Uncle Liang, are you making a mistake? You are not my lover, you are not my other half, you are not qualified to bargain, what do I think? It depends on my mood. As for just now, three seconds, three seconds in your hand..." He actually wanted to stamp the man's hand, but this didn't mean Liang Chuan lost his temper in front of him. The reason, "The present is different from the past, do you still think it is the past?"

Not his lover, not his other half... Maybe he really thinks of himself as a dog.

"You don't mind at all?" An Jia's words really seemed to have ripped out his heart. The other party's dislike and death in the previous life were all thorns in his heart, which pierced deeper and deeper. Flesh, the pain made it difficult for him to sleep.

"Sad." An Jiale said two words lightly.

Liang Chuan's nerves were almost destroyed by the word "pathetic".The tears burst, and he had no image at all.

The music with heavy drums in the bar is still hitting the eardrums, and many people are still dancing drunkenly.There is always someone who can find a place to release their emotions, but Liang Chuan doesn't.

An Jia can always make him feel that it is just a joke when he touches hope.

"I…"

"You can leave if you can't bear it, Uncle Liang. Tears are too disgusting." An Jia lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa with her hands spread out, and said somberly, with a cold profile.

"You asked me to leave?" Liang Chuan was crying, and there was no light in his eyes.

"Well, it's boring, I got tired of it all of a sudden." An Jia vomited her eye circles, and looked at the sexy and beautiful girl in red dancing on the stage with a smile in her eyes, "You may not be as attractive to me as that girl now. force."

It was as if someone had beaten him for a while, and he just felt unbelievable.

"Uncle Liang, you're old after all." An Jia lowered her eyelids, "It's not beautiful to look jealous and angry."

"Xiao Jia, don't talk about it." Liang Chuan's collapsed shoulders slowly lifted up, and the tears stopped flowing unconsciously, "I have a heart, I will be sad, no matter how much I love you, I will be humiliated, It will hurt too."

"Well... but a dog, how can there be so many emotions." An Jia laughed wantonly, "The master can throw it away if he wants, and don't want it if he doesn't want it. Even if he breaks his leg, he won't keep it. Ah, but Uncle Liang is really kind to me. Well, maybe you're here in this bar, kneeling down and begging me to let you stay by my side."

Liang Chuan closed his eyes, he looked at An Jia, but An Jia didn't look at him.

Liang Chuan lowered his head, and finally walked away slowly without saying a word.

His back suddenly bent a lot, and his whole person walked unsteadily, like an old man who was dying, slowly approaching the end of his life, and all the scrolls were slowly fading, turning into silent black and white movies.

An Jia finally turned her head to look at him, her eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

The brows were furrowed together fiercely, and the veins at the temples were throbbing.

...

No one supported him, and he came out of the bar safely, leaning against the street lamp, coughing heart-rendingly.

The black car stopped in front of him, and Tao Ran got out of the car and patted him on the back while saying angrily, "Wait, I'll chop up that heartless bastard, dismember it, and cut it into mahjong pieces."

Liang Chuanhui was amused by him, and finally stopped coughing, "Let's go, I want to rest for a while, I'm a little tired."

"Liang Chuan..."

"It's okay, Tao Ran, it's my own choice." Liang Chuan turned his head and smiled, "If I were him, he might be more cruel, and he wouldn't let me go so easily."

...

"You let him go so easily?" Ouyang Cheng, who had been watching secretly, sat across from An Jia, "He was picked up by Tao Ran. No, An Jia, why can't I see which song you are singing?"

An Jia gave him a sleepy look, but said nothing.

"My head hurts again. I told you not to think too much. Old Zhao said that you are just a fake, insomnia, headache, irritable..." Ouyang Cheng shook his head, "What did Mr. Liang do? He likes you so much, I It hurts to see you too, let's be together, what are you messing around with?"

"roll."

"Oh, your temper, several people can bear it." Ouyang Cheng was not afraid of him, "I think you may really need to see a psychiatrist."

"Shen Yan should know about your lust."

"Okay, okay, don't mention it, don't mention it, don't mess with me, I'm not ready yet." Ouyang Cheng was speechless, "Hey, tell the truth, if you let Mr. Liang go, do you want to draw all his foundations away? Come out and clean up together."

Liang Chuan left room for it, they had always felt and known that.

An Jia's eyes moved slightly.

"No way, An Jia, you are too hard on the horse."

"I've already sent photos of you hanging out with other women."

"Depend on!"