you are a star

Donglin is a well-known wealthy community in Yanjing City. Although it is not absolutely expensive, almost everyone who lives here has a background.

Anyone can rely on dignitaries, even those at the top of the pyramid.

The security guard in the duty room dozed off when he suddenly saw a person walking across the road.

The man was actually barefoot, with a pair of low-heeled shoes in his hands, and his long hair was fluttering, which really shocked people in the wee hours of the morning.

Looking at the light at the door, the two security guards on duty immediately opened their eyes and stood up at the same time.

They poked their heads out of the window and greeted politely: "Miss Su, why are you out here so late?"

Su Yi slowly raised her head to look at them, and that look made them shiver with fear, feeling chills in their hearts.

Her eyes were too cold, as if they had been quenched by ice, but they were lifeless, making one not feel a trace of human breath.

"Is it late?" Her voice was cold, and it seemed a little ethereal against the cold wind. It was a good voice, but it made people feel creepy.

"It's not too late." It's only one o'clock in the morning.

It's just that, it's still outside in such a cold day, especially walking barefoot, I don't know how far I have walked, but I still can't change my face.

Sensing their gazes, Su Yi lifted the shoe, "The heel is broken."

"Oh, that's right, then go back quickly, it's too cold outside."

After Su Yi left, the security guard retracted his head, and he almost froze to death just by poking his head out.

"I didn't expect Miss Su to be so frost-resistant." The two of them rubbed their hands and closed the window.

The elevator dinged, and Su Yi walked out of the elevator slowly, one door at a time, and walked out into an artistic corridor.

There are several Impressionist paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, as well as a few enlarged photos.

It is a still from the previous drama "Single Fire".

All her high points.

When she walked to the door and was about to swipe her fingerprints, her outstretched hand froze.

Before leaving this afternoon, she remembered that she had clearly locked the door, but at this moment, the door opened a thin crack...

The security and management of Donglin has always been good, and there has never been a case of theft, so the first thought in her mind is not that a thief has entered the house.

She frowned, her eyes were cold, and she pushed the door in, and the door slammed on the shoe cabinet with a bang!

Starting from the entrance, the carpet was completely ruined by something dirty, the beige sofa cushions were thrown on the ground, and there were messy footprints on it, and the paintings on the wall were sprayed with paint...

It was a mess, like a disaster scene.

She smiled coldly.

"really……"

It is Du Maxim's masterpiece.

Ever since Su Qingyang was thrown to Africa, Du Meixin went to her apartment to make trouble every now and then.

She insisted that she deliberately made Su Qingyang feel better, and fanned the flames in front of Liang Feicheng, that's why Su Qingyang was thrown to Africa to mine, and he would never come back for the rest of his life.

No matter how she explained it, what Du Meixin insisted on was the truth!

She endured again and again, but what she got in return was that Du Meixin got worse!
Isn't it enough that she has been alienated by Liang Feicheng for Su Qingyang's sake!
She stood by the door and gritted her teeth, her eye circles instantly turned red, her fingers clenched tightly, her hand bones turned white, and her whole body trembled violently.

It used to be like this...

After her mother was driven crazy, she became an oil bottle that everyone looked down upon in the Su family.

Su Chengqi didn't care about her, she thought that was it, and she could leave the Su family when she survived.

But after Du Meixin and Su Qingyang moved into Su's house, she realized what suffering was.

Bullying and abuse took place one after another, she lived in Su Qingyang's shadow like a dog.

Suddenly thought of something, she strode towards the room, opened the door, the room was also in a mess, the bedside table fell to the ground, and the precious ornaments on the dressing table fell all over the floor.

She doesn't care about these.

She strode over to the big messy bed, the bedding was spray-painted and the pillows were thrown at her feet.

But a handkerchief that had been placed under the pillow was gone!

The only thing she cares about.

"Handkerchief...handkerchief..."

She flipped through the things on the bed in panic, her whole body was tense, tears were falling down one by one, her eyes were frighteningly red.

"No no……"

She couldn't find the handkerchief, so she knelt down on the ground, and finally found a white handkerchief under the bed.

Like a lost and found treasure, she held it tightly in her arms.

The handkerchief was already a bit old, and it seemed to be quite old, and there was a word Liang tattooed with Suzhou embroidery on the corner.

Fine silk.

It's just that the handkerchief was dirty, and there was a black shoe print on it.

Su Yi hurriedly stood up and ran into the bathroom, poured the detergent on the handkerchief, rubbed the handkerchief gently with convulsive fingers, and rubbed off the dirt on it.

She took out the hair dryer, and the warm air was blowing on the handkerchief. She gritted her teeth, and tears could not stop falling down.

It has been more than 12 years.

That time when Su Chengqi took Su Qingyang to the banquet, Su Qingyang avoided everyone and called her to trick her father into changing her mind suddenly and asked her to dress up beautifully to go to the banquet.

She was full of joy, and changed into a skirt that she was reluctant to wear.

But when she arrived at the banquet, before she saw her father, she was dragged to a corner by Su Qingyang and her playmates, who poured mud on her body from head to toe.

Maybe it was the silt dug up from the pond, it stinks.

From their laughter, she knew that she was their entertainment tonight.

She was filthy all over, and not far away were the glamorous people who attended the banquet. She didn't dare to go out and hid in the corner.

But it disturbed the people who came out of the banquet to relax.

With just a single outline, she couldn't take her eyes off, quietly watching him come out of the dark.

In the dim light, that face was too delicate and profound, and the outline was not as clear and three-dimensional as it is now, but it was already astonishing.

He handed her a white handkerchief, so white and spotless.

She was filthy.

"Clean it up." The voice was hoarse and noble between a teenager and an adult man.

She looked at Liang Feicheng, who was between a boy and an adult man, and his distant back was deeply imprinted in her mind.

I don't know if he still remembers it, but since then the words Liang Feicheng have been engraved on her heart.

She was lying on the bed, clutching the old handkerchief tightly to her chest.

She forced herself to sleep, and she will participate in a new drama tomorrow. She must let Liang Feicheng see her hard work and being different. She is shining on the stage.

Accustomed to hinting to herself, she quickly fell asleep.

She was hysterical in the dream, being pushed into the dry rose by Su Qingyang, her face was pricked by the thorns on the rose branch, leaving fine and dense wounds.

Those ferocious and mocking faces grabbed her throat like sharp claws.

The dream changed, and she was wearing a mask to prevent people from seeing the wound on her face, walking on the street like a walking dead.

Yanjing City is very lively on the new year's Eve, but she is like a stray puppy.

The role of the drama was messed up by Su Qingyang again, she couldn't see the future, and her life was gloomy.

The flames in the distance danced in her eyes, and the siren of the ambulance pierced her eardrums.

Only then did she realize that she had walked to the hospital gate, and the images of the bloody smell and stimulating senses were so clear in the dream of the medical staff going back and forth.

Just like yesterday.

She vaguely heard that the third young master of the Liang family was also injured in the car accident, and it was a serious injury.

That was her sweetheart, someone she dared not approach even from a distance.

But she couldn't even control her own destiny, she wept sadly.

The moment she turned around, a nurse suddenly ran out from inside and grabbed her arm!
Through the mask, she saw the nurse panting and asked her: "I'm sorry, did you transfuse Liang Sanshao's blood just now? The registration information was wet by me. Please come and register with me again. I'm really sorry."

She was standing in the wind, and gusts of cold wind blew from her back, as if to blow away all the filth and embarrassment on her body.

Her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she could hear the sound of blood boiling in the veins of her whole body.

Taking a step forward, she grasps redemption and abyss at the same time.

"It's me." She opened her mouth without hesitation.

Su Yi suddenly woke up!
She sat up, gasping for breath, raised her hand to touch the cold sweat on her forehead, and looked out the window at the morning sun.

At dawn, all the secrets are in the dream, and no one knows.