The stand-in of feigning death is subject to A and Cha

After the dinner at Duan's family was over, Shen Yu began to live in dire straits, living in fear every day, for fear that Jiang Xu would break into his house again.

Although Gu Minglang imprisoned him for two years, at least he wouldn't torture him, or he didn't bother to torture him at all.

Because Gu Minglang didn't want him to die, and even didn't allow him to die at all.

On the other hand, Jiang Xu is completely opposite, if he doesn't follow his wishes, he can strangle you to death in minutes.

On the second day after the dinner party, Jiang Xu led people into his house.

He broke into the door without giving him any chance to resist, and directly punched him to the ground, then walked over, lifted him up to his eyes, and stared at him expressionlessly: "I was on the balcony with you last night." Who is that person?"

Shen Yu was stunned.

After Gu Minglang sobered up last night, he also asked him the exact same question, and his expression was extremely terrifying.

Especially, when he lied about Su Chen, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

Grabbing his collar for the last time, his expression was cold: "Are you sure it's not Lin Xiaoshen?"

Shen Yu understood at that time, and Gu Minglang also recognized Lin Xiaoshen, but he was not sure yet.

At that moment, all the pain and resentment of being under house arrest by Gu Minglang poured out. He wanted to take revenge, to take revenge on the ruthless man in front of him.

people.

So, Shen Yu said: "You also think it looks alike, right? It looks a lot like the person who died on the operating table back then, and I also think so. So, I took off his mask."

He raised his head and saw Gu Minglang's eyes trembling suddenly, with a heartbreak that one couldn't help but want to feel pity for.

This man who had known each other for seven years and became strong in his memory for seven years suddenly became fragile at that moment, as if he would be broken with just a light touch.

Shen Yu had never seen him like this.

He knew that Gu Minglang was ruthless. He sat high on the clouds, lowered his eyelids, and looked down on everyone like an ant.

The deep feeling in the eyes is like a cloud of smoke, close in front of your eyes, but out of reach.

Noble, indifferent, unfeeling, like a god who has no desires and desires, because of thousands of years of loneliness, he has so little interest in having fun.

Shen Yu was played by him for a year before he realized that he was just a pastime when he was bored, a disposable toy.

He had hated and complained and suffered, but when he looked back, he realized that no matter how deep he was, this man would not give him a look.

Or rather, don't give anyone a look.

He has no heart, no emotion, he is just a cold hearted and heartless kind.

If Gu Minglang had always been like this, Shen Yu would be able to face it calmly.

It doesn't matter if he can't get it, the important thing is that others can't get it, then he can be psychologically balanced.

But now, this balance has been broken.

This man who was sitting on the clouds, floating in the world, as if he would never be disturbed by his children's love, was suddenly dragged out of the world of mortals, and never recovered.

What Shen Yu hated was not that he fell in love, but the person who made him fall in love, why not himself.

Jealousy is always unrecognizable.

So, he also went crazy.

Facing Gu Minglang's trembling expectation, he said viciously: "Do you really think that a dead person can be resurrected?"

Gu Minglang froze, the little hope that had just lit up in his eyes was instantly shattered and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Shen Yu didn't think it was enough, raised his head, and looked deeply into his eyes, trying to make him never go away.

He said: "You buried him with your own hands, why do you still ask me if I am? Yes or no, shouldn't you know best?"

Shen Yu was toyed with by Gu Minglang for a year, and imprisoned by him for another two years, every time, he was the one who was at a disadvantage.

Only this time, he grasped Gu Minglang's weakness.

In a word, let him die without being buried in hell.

That night, Gu Minglang threw him away like crazy, and drove into Duan's house overnight to check the banquet list.

But neither Lin Xiaoshen nor Su Chen was found.

Only one Su Yan was found.

Then, I started looking for this person all over the world.

According to the information provided by Duan's family, he flew to Munich that night.

For the first time in two years, he left Shen Yu aside and no longer intervened in his life.

When he learned that Jiang Xu led people into Shen Yu's house, he had no intention of going back to save him, as if the man who still lived in his house had nothing to do with him.

Without Gu Minglang's intervention, the mad Jiang Xu tortured Shen Yu to death.

However, he still didn't get the answer he wanted.

Even though Shen Yu was tortured to death, he just repeated that sentence with gritted teeth: "He is not Lin Xiaoshen, and I don't know where he is. Even if you kill me, you can't change this fact."

With his own power, he drove the two men with their feet in the mud crazy.

Due to misleading information, Gu Minglang followed Su Yan, whose alias was Su Yan, to Munich, while Jiang Xu suspected that he had lost his mind.

He stumbled and ran out of Shen Yu's house.

Then, she knelt in front of Lin Xiaoshen's tombstone, crying heartbreakingly.

The heavy rain washed away all the filth in the world, but it did not include the mistakes of human beings. After the rain, the sun was shining, but he could no longer wait for forgiveness from the man underground.

The young man on the tombstone is holding a puppy, smiling softly, with a peaceful look, like a bonsai that has never been damaged by wind and rain.

But Jiang Xu saw a hint of sarcasm in that smile.

He seemed to hear a familiar voice in his ears: "Belated affection is cheaper than grass."

Jiang Xu was forced to go home by his father, and then he fell seriously ill and couldn't afford it anymore.

He was trapped in the hospital, unable to get in and out. When he dreamed back at midnight, he was always tossing and turning, haunted by dreams, and eventually became chronically ill.

Jiang Xu became ill with a heart attack, and Gu Minglang went to the grave by mistake.

However, Lu Chenxing followed the painting and went to England. He followed the name on the painting, with full of anticipation and excitement, and finally found the person he dreamed of in a high-end cafe in London.

Weekend, afternoon.

Lin Xiaoshen, who had recovered from a serious illness, had just returned from riding a horse. He was still wearing a black and white riding uniform. His light brown hair was slightly wet, and his snow-white skin had a nice light pink color. He was healthy and beautiful.

He opened the door and sat down in the corner of the cafe. He looked like the most handsome knight, with extraordinary temperament and conversation. He immediately attracted the frequent glances of the ladies at the next table. The desire to befriend.

It's just that the girl sitting in front of him was too beautiful and delicate, like a doll made of ceramics, instantly dispelling their desire to come forward and talk.

What a pair of golden boy and jade girl.

They sighed and envied.

"I heard from your brother that you are going to drop out of school?"

"Yes, I want to go to Africa, to the Sahara."

Lin Xiaoshen found this sentence inexplicably familiar.

"What do you want to do in Africa? If you want to go, you can go after graduation. Don't rush for a while. We can go together when the time comes."

Shen Luo lowered his eyes, seeming to be distressed: "I won't be able to graduate."

"why?"

"That Sue won't let me graduate. It's no longer a question of whether to retake or not. She won't let me graduate from Columbia University at all."

"Why?" Lin Xiaoshen was a little surprised, because although Su Jinuan was annoyed at Shen Luo's absence from class and early dismissal of her wheel, she hadn't reached this point.

In the end, Shen Luo told him: "During the dinner, she tore my skirt and led me to get a new one. In the room, she suddenly hugged me and said that she fell in love with me at first sight."

"Then...and then?"

Lin Xiaoshen felt that this was not love at first sight, but love at first sight.

"Then she kissed me. After the kiss, she reached out to take off my mask, but I refused. Because she kept pestering me, I took off her arm and ran out."

Lin Xiaoshen: "..."

No wonder she saw Su Jinuan with an arm hanging that day...

"She is now looking for me all over the world. I just took off her wheel and she asked me to rebuild it. Now that I have taken off her arm, will she let me graduate smoothly?"

Lin Xiaoshen said against his will: "Maybe she really fell in love with you at first sight, and then canceled everything before?"

Shen Luo shook his head calmly and soberly: "I heard that she is the youngest professor at Columbia University, so she shouldn't be that stupid."

"Besides, Song Ningxi is looking for me everywhere, I don't want to see her, I want to hide for a while."

Lin Xiaoshen thought for a moment and asked her, "Has Su Jinuan seen your face? I mean, does she know what her student Shen Luo looks like?"

Shen Luo shook his head: "She doesn't know."

"Then you can suspend your studies and come to live with Su's house for a while. I guarantee that Song Ningxi won't find you. Of course, you may be harassed by Su Jinuan. What she believes is almost endless."

Shen Luo thought for a while: "So I can plead for myself and speak up for myself, right? Because she is interested in me, she will ask for anything from me."

Lin Xiaoshen didn't have a good relationship with Su Jinuan, and he was happy to see her being played by Shen Luo, so he nodded firmly.

"Okay then, I'll take a month off from school and go to your house to avoid it."

After the discussion was settled, the two of them tacitly crossed over this topic and started talking about other things, which were some inconspicuous little things in life.But the two share the same interests, and they don't feel bored, on the contrary, they are extraordinarily devoted.

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The door of the cafe was pushed open.

The young man was dressed in white, his shirt cuffs were rolled up to his forearms, and a neat coat was draped over his arms, and he walked in.

"Where is that painter?" Lu Chenxing asked the bearded man beside him.

The man's eyes searched in the cafe, his eyes lit up, he pointed to a place, and said in broken Chinese: "Look, it's him, the man in the black jacket, he is the artist of that painting, Bo Mr. Lanter."

Lu Chenxing immediately followed his hand to look over.

After only one glance at the back, he was disappointed, his eyes instantly dimmed, filled with indescribable loneliness.

Not him, not that person.

Of course not this person.

Lin Xiaoshen's painting was only half done, and he hadn't had time to sign it yet.

And it was lost in the middle because it was cut off by someone else.

That incomparably beautiful painting has been signed by someone else__

Watson Bronte.

Moreover, this painting has already been auctioned at the Duan family's auction, and the person who bought it was Lu Chenxing.

In the small cafe, the distance is clearly not too far away, so close that it seems like you can touch it with your hand.

As long as Lin Xiaoshen turns his head, or Lu Chenxing makes a sound.

Of the two of them, one of them will be completely exposed.

But Lu Chenxing turned around without hesitation and walked out of the cafe.He just missed his dream and passed by.