wrong love queen gl

I chased along the road for several hundred meters until I collapsed in the middle of the road.There were countless whistles and curses from behind.I've been hugged by someone before I realize I've caused a serious traffic jam.I took advantage of the situation and climbed up to the visitor's neck with both hands, as if I finally found a fulcrum to support my limp body. I clasped my hands tightly and leaned against the visitor's arms.She hugged me and walked towards the side of the road, and the images in my mind were only the image of An He and that woman whispering from beginning to end.

I looked at the angry face of the person who came, her chiseled face looked extraordinarily sunny against the afterglow of the sun, and this person was Shang Xingle.

"If you are run over by a car, I will make Lu's enterprise never have peace!"

"You will be crushed to death, don't curse me."

Shang Xingle lowered his head to see that I changed my angry expression just now.

"You really want to see her that much?"

I turned my eyes away from her, of course I want to see An He, I think about it day and night, even dream, but I am not qualified.

"You shouldn't waste your body. It's what Lu Xingmin owes to your father. It's just that you took this life back. You have nothing to do to Lu Anhe!"

Shang Xingle's voice sounded above his head, and it was blown into his ears slowly and slowly mixed with the wind.She was very reasonable, but I still can't forgive myself.

I remember the night my dad left, there was heavy rain and strong wind outside, an old tree outside the door was uprooted and fell into the rain, looking very cautious.A black car was parked on the side of the road, and a man in a suit got out of the car and came to the yard in the rain to urge my dad.I clearly heard him say, "Chairman Lu is still waiting for you in the car." Then my dad left in a hurry, and the car quickly disappeared into the night.

I thought I should have caught up with the car and tried my best to stop it. Maybe my dad wouldn't disappear, I wouldn't kill Lu Xingmin, and An He and I wouldn't be where we are today.

"Fool, why are you crying!"

I touched my face with my hands, and tears were indeed streaming down my face.And the hat and sunglasses on my head are long gone.

"You put me down!"

"Don't let it go."

"I'm too heavy."

"You have to hug even if it's heavy."

When Shang Xingle hugged me, I saw a group of people running towards me and Shang Xingle with countless pairs of eyes full of curiosity.Seeing that the situation was not good, Shang Xingle quickly put me down, and the two of us fled around with no direction like the two helpless little lambs.

"Miss Gu, don't run away, we just want to ask a few questions."

The reporter's voice was drowned out in the bustling inner river city center.In this way, a mighty group of people chased us and circled around the square twice, and we escaped smoothly while it was dark.

"Shang Xingle, stop quickly, I'm going to starve to death."

Patronizing and waiting for An He, I haven't eaten all day and I have been running vigorously. Now I have stares in my eyes, and I may collapse at any time.

Shang Xingle stopped and glanced at me. "Then you are still chasing the car?"

"..."

"It's good if you starve to death. If you starve to death, your soul will wait for her here every day. Who will know."

Later, I was taught by Shang Xingle that my body, hair and skin were all given to you by your parents, including your hair and skin. If you hurt your parents, you are disrespectful to your parents! Then I ignored the law, and the whole living person lay in bed. Traffic jams were caused in the middle of the road, and he ran over regardless of persuasion, causing riots among reporters and the crowd.For a moment I felt like a heinous villain.

Shang Xingle said he was taking me to dinner, but it turned out to be a dumpling shop next to Twilight Bar.I asked her how the boss of a multinational company invited me to eat dumplings in such a shabby way. She said that this was the restaurant her father used to take her to eat.I asked her again why your father, a dignified chairman, came to the roadside to eat dumplings. She said that it was because her father was from the north, and her father often took her here to eat when she was a child, so she fell in love with it.

"How did your father die?" I swallowed the last dumpling in the bowl, and cautiously asked Shang Xingle who was sitting across the table.

"In a hotel in Qingyuan, he was shot to death."

"murder?"

"When I arrived, it was already cold."

"Did you call the police?"

"You trust the police?" Shang Xingle played with a seasoning bottle on the dining table.

The implication is that she doesn't believe in the police's ability to handle cases. Anyway, they also rely on this to make a living. It's better than our amateurs.

"Have you found the murderer?"

"No." She held the seasoning bottle tightly in her hand, her eyes became sharp.I felt that I had started a dangerous topic, so I didn't dare to ask further.

Later I learned that Shang Xingle's father was named Shang An, and he also liked to go to Qingyuan.Why do I feel that my hometown is really a good place, maybe I can make a lot of money in the tourism industry.

After the meal, Shang Xingle took me to the Twilight Bar. She said that wine can relieve my worries and let me drink it.

After drinking a few bottles of wine, I started to speak incoherently, dancing and knocking over a few bottles of beer on the table without making a sound.

I squatted down and picked up the broken bottle fragments on the ground and held them in my hands. I happily asked Shang Xingle who was ordering songs, because I told her that I would sing "Meng Po Soup".At this moment, Shang Xingle is concentrating on clicking on the screen obediently.

"Shang Xingle, do you think this shard of glass looks like a broken heart?"

"I said Gu Yunmo, what kind of nonsense songs do you like!" Shang Xingle raised his head, and the expression on his face could only be described as changing.

"The end of the cloud!"

"Does it look like it?" I carefully held a large handful of glass shards in my hands and handed them to Shang Xingle, as if what was broken was not a beer bottle but my heart.When I raised my hands, I realized that some liquid was flowing out of my fingers.

At this time, You Hongming's unique hoarse voice sounded in the private room: If there is really a kind of water that can make you drink me without getting drunk, then maybe there is a kind of tear that can make you let me shed without being sad...

Shang Xingle stood up with a frightened expression on her face. She grabbed my wrist with both hands and tried to forcefully break my hands apart.

"Hey, Yun Mo, let go, your hand is bleeding."

After drinking, I had a lot of brute force, and Shang Xing was happy to see that breaking my wrist didn't work, so he just opened my fingers and pulled the glass shards out of my hand one by one.After a while, her blood stained the white beer bottle shards red, and I woke up a little bit, and when I realized it, my monk Xingle's hand was already bloody.

"I'm sorry, Shang Xingle."

As soon as I finished speaking, Shang Xingle opened the door like a gust of wind and rushed out. I thought so, everyone would be scared after being frightened by me, so it's better to leave.

I stood alone in the empty private room, letting the blood flow out drop by drop, as if my soul was trying to peel off my body layer by layer.I was dizzy under the influence of alcohol, and my world was spinning.

"Even though you can't see or hear, but you can't escape, you can't forget, even the ends of your hair next to your pillow have turned into torment, although you know and I know, but tears are floating in your heart..." The lyrics are so well written Woolen cloth!

After a while, Shang Xingle appeared in the private room again carrying a small box.

"Why are you back?" I was surprised that this didn't scare her away.

Shang Xingle skillfully cleaned the wound on my hand with alcohol. "Fortunately, there are no glass shards in the wound." She carefully cleaned the wound and blew on my hand.She said that it doesn't hurt after blowing on it.This is obviously a trick to trick children.

I remember being drunk in college. I woke up and found myself tied to the bed in the dormitory. At that time, Han Ruo had a big bruise on her face. It is said that after I drank, I shouted to find the person I confessed to. The school grass commented, if Han Ruo stopped me, I beat her, and had no choice but to tie my hands and feet.Turns out I really can't drink.

Shang Xingle's hands were bleeding all the time, and I followed suit to clean her hands with alcohol. Except for the excessive force when bandaging, her body tightened up several times, and her expression was also ugly. I managed to complete it smoothly. .

She looked up at me, her face, which was sunny during the day, was now overcast.

"If you really can't bear it, just go. Why bother to hurt yourself here."

Such a heavy voice came from Shang Xingle's mouth, and I couldn't get used to her melancholy for a while.

"It's okay, don't you drink alcohol, you'll be fine when you wake up, and your sanity will recover."

After the alcohol faded, there was a slight pain in both hands at this moment. My monk Xingle walked out of the twilight bar and strolled on the street at night. The cool wind at night blew away the remaining alcohol. I have been hiding for the past few weeks. Once I was so sober.

I asked Shang Xingle why she fell in love with a murderer, and she said that the things she liked since childhood were very special.She was taller and had longer legs than me, and she stepped in front of me in one step. I looked at her back in the night, only her hands wrapped in white gauze were swinging back and forth in the night.

"Shang Xingle." I called to her who was walking in front, "I'm sorry, I'll pay you back for the kindness you have done in this life."

She also stopped, and her voice was like a scene of fireworks in the night that rushed into the sky to light up the dark night, piercing the silence of the night loudly.She said, "I want the rest of your life."

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