Mr. Lu wants to chase his wife's crematorium

"I dreamed that you were naked, the two of us were on the bed, and you were blindfolded..."

"stop!"

I hurriedly covered Mr. Lu's mouth with such force that I wanted to choke him to death on the bed, and signaled him not to talk nonsense with my eyes.

There are other people in the ward, Mr. Lu's father, He Chongyang, and his friend Jiao Tang are also there.

Probably because they found that these words were not something they could hear, they faced the wall and pretended to be on the phone.

Especially He Chongyang, I can no longer describe his disgusted expression with hatred.

He probably couldn't figure out why his son, whom he had finally been pleasing to the eye all these years, was always entangled with a man.

He Chongyang glared at me, so I had no choice but to shift my gaze elsewhere with guilt.

Mr. Lu seemed to realize that the atmosphere was not right. He looked around and knew how to stop struggling.

I let go, comforted him and said, "It's just a dream, don't take it to heart, dreams are all fake."

He looked at me with doubts in his eyes.

"But I still have...a doll who looks exactly like you at home." He said unwillingly.

I really wanted to go to Mr. Lu's house and erase everything about me, but it was too late.

I made it up and said: "Oh, the doll that my friend gave me was originally at your house. I said I forgot where it was left."

When I said that, both He Chongyang and Jiao Tang frowned at me for lying and not drafting.

They probably didn't expect that I would take advantage of Mr. Lu's amnesia and immediately turn my face and deny anyone.

Perhaps in their eyes, I was a scumbag who took advantage of Mr. Lu's amnesia and abandoned him. Maybe Mr. Lu himself thought so.

Look at his expression, like an abandoned woman in the old society who was kicked out of the house by the landlord Lao Cai, looking like she is about to be homeless.

I rolled my eyes helplessly, and Mr. Lu had a panoramic view.

Seeing this, he stopped talking, but sighed melancholy.

I didn't want to say anything more, so I got up and said goodbye to the others.

Finally, I looked at Mr. Lu and said, "Take good care of your illness, I'm leaving."

He raised his eyes to look at me, moved his lips reluctantly, and finally nodded, with a few tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

Is there something wrong?I think.

He quickly took a deep breath and walked out of the hospital as if fleeing.

My agent and driver were already waiting for me in the parking lot. After getting in the car, my agent asked me: "There is good news and bad news, which one do you want to read first?"

"Bad." I said.

He took out his mobile phone and showed it to me, [A certain comeback male star had a room in the middle of a banquet, and was dating a bigwig in the business world. 】

I returned the phone to the agent, I have long been too lazy to respond to such news.

"This is speculation and malicious fabrication," I said.

"What's the good news?" I asked.

"I heard that you have made a comeback, and the father of the three funders you have worked with before has offered an olive branch again." He said.

This is indeed a good sign. I am short of money right now. Only by taking on more jobs can I make money and get rid of the psychological shadow that Mr. Lu has brought to me.

When I got home at night, I sat alone on the window sill watching the stars. Liuliu had disappeared for a long time.

I even suspect that he has blocked me, so I dare not send messages to his penguin again, for fear that a cold reminder will pop up.

Unexpectedly, just as I was about to go to bed, my penguin's notification sound suddenly sounded.

"Brother?" Only these two words.

I hurriedly replied: "What are you busy with for so many days?"

He didn't come back, didn't come back all night...

I got up with dark circles under my eyes to make a hot breakfast, and when I came out of the kitchen, I found six or six messages, and he asked, "Do you know who I am?"

I frowned, suspecting that Liuliu's account had been hacked.

Have I met a liar?

I sent the voice over, but Liuliu hung up.

It was as if he disappeared and never appeared again for a whole day.

I was terrified and uneasy, afraid that something might happen to June [-], and I didn't know what to do.

The uneasy heart made me absent-minded all day, until the agent called me to go to Weibo.

Gu Xuan and I made headlines together.

Someone posted the surveillance footage of the banquet hall last night, and Gu Xuan obviously bumped into me, causing me to splash red wine on Jiao Tang's clothes.

The video is very clear, Gu Xuan smiled and demonstrated to me when he passed me.

Now everyone is scolding Gu Xuan, saying that he is too scheming and should get out of the entertainment industry.

This is obviously someone helping me on purpose, who could it be?I'm curious.

Just then Xiaojie sent me a message.

It turns out that this online video was found by Jiao Tang. Mr. Lu insisted on defending me. Now Mr. Lu wanted to deal with Gu Xuan and asked me what I thought.

No matter how I deal with it, I don't want Mr. Lu to have any unnecessary entanglements with me. He can deal with it as he likes, and I don't intend to reply at all.

Unexpectedly, Xiaojie sent me another message telling me, "Brother Tao, Mr. Lu found a box of dolls exactly like yours at home, he also found a wardrobe with your name on it, and a nutritious meal recipe carefully prepared for you , I even looked through your chat records, and read all the scandals about you... So Mr. Lu thinks that you are in a relationship."

Xiaojie also sent me a smiling emoji, even proud of it.

Immediately, I felt that the five thunders struck the top, do I want to be so terrifying?

I really want to escape, but I don't know where to go.

I hid in the quilt alone and shivered, afraid that Mr. Lu would pester me again when the familiar cell phone rang.

I think he should no longer be like an animal with no fur, but I still have psychological shadows about him.

I don't know how long it took, I fell asleep on the bed unknowingly, and the doorbell woke me up.

I haven’t had a visitor to my house for many years. I staggered down and turned on the camera, only to find that there was only half a figure in the picture, holding half a box in my hand. I suspected that it was a courier, or I pressed the wrong doorbell or something.

Remaining cautious with strangers, I asked: "Who are you?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu suddenly appeared in front of the screen holding a box in both hands, and showed me a bright smile in front of the monitor, which made my heart tremble with fright.

He even knew to hide first to make sure I was at home?

I have the illusion of being haunted by ghosts.

Mr. Lu hugged the box and waved to me at the camera.

He said, "Brother, open the door, I know your home."

I turned off the camera directly, no matter how much Mr. Lu rang the doorbell, I didn't open it until there was a knock on the door outside my house.

We are separated by a door, I know he came up, the door of the downstairs unit in the community can't be kept uninhabited.

In order not to let the neighbors call it a nuisance, I had to open the door.

Mr. Lu stood at the door with wet eyes. The blue-gray woolen coat on his body was still steaming slightly, and there were still water droplets on it.

That's when I realized that it was raining and snowing outside today.

Mr. Lu's hands were red from the cold, holding the box, and asked pitifully, "Brother, can I go in and talk?"

I took a few deep breaths and let him in, but I didn't bring him slippers, which meant to let him stand at the door and leave after speaking.

He saw that I didn't welcome him, so he put the suitcase aside carefully, and went so far as to find shoes for himself.

I can't wait to give him another vase and send him away directly.

I asked, "What are you doing here?"

He changed his shoes, hung his clothes behind the door, and went straight to the living room to sit on the sofa.

I hate how he doesn't treat himself as an outsider, but I still took a cup of hot water and didn't give it to him, but held it in my hand.

If what he said made me unhappy, I would pour water on him, yes, scald him to death!

Mr. Lu saw that I was holding hot water in my hand, but he didn't, and asked, "Can I have a cup?"

I rolled my eyes and ignored him.

Seeing my attitude, he silently lowered his head, rubbed the frozen red back of his hands, and said, "Brother, I was wrong."

His apology baffles me. Although he should indeed apologize, I don't know what he is talking about.

I tentatively asked, "Do you remember?"

He shook his head: "No."

"Then why are you apologizing? Go home before it gets dark," I said.

Faced with my eviction order, Mr. Lu was quite nervous. He ran to the door a few steps, opened the box, and took out the contents one by one.

I saw more than a dozen silicone dolls, all of which looked exactly like me. I also saw a mobile phone, a bunch of cookbooks, etc., and finally I saw Mr. Lu take out a sex toy that he used on me.

The memory of my body was instantly opened, and I was shocked suddenly.

I asked loudly, "Lu Zheng, what are you doing?"

He saw that my eyes gradually became firmer, and he said: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to prove that we used to be in that kind of very close relationship, we have been in love."

How ridiculous, falling in love.

I smiled sarcastically, walked over and picked up something casually and asked Mr. Lu: "Just based on these things, you think I have been in love with you? Are you sick? Why don't you say that you are a pervert and secretly love me?"

I deliberately directed the question to Mr. Lu himself, so that he has amnesia, and I don't mind making his memory more confusing.

Sure enough, he was incoherent by me.

He sat in the porch of my house, picked up the doll and put it down, then picked up other things, checked that something was wrong, and then put it down again. The picture was very strange.

I kept a relatively safe distance from him and watched him anxiously looking for evidence.

At this moment, I really felt that I seemed to have smashed Mr. Lu's head, he looked very abnormal.

I snatched the doll from his hand, he looked at me, looked at me quietly, then backed away suddenly.

But he subconsciously discovered that there seems to be no vase in my house to smash his head.

I didn't want to delve into what he remembered, so I said, "Lu Zheng, you go home, I have never been in love with you."

He didn't believe it. Finally, he seemed to have found some key evidence.

He took out his mobile phone and showed it to me. It was a photo we took at the playground together. In order to play Bai Yueguang, Mr. Lu and I acted intimately and looked at each other affectionately. If we were not a couple, no one would letter.

In addition to these, he also took out a stack of documents listed in the box, on which were all the scandal reports between me and him, and the photos taken by the paparazzi were also screenshots and pasted by Mr. Lu.

I don't dare to look at these things, it seems to be the bits and pieces of my seven years of getting along with Mr. Lu.

He looked at me confidently, but I didn't know how to explain it.

Do I want to say that I have been taken care of by him for seven years?Or should I tell him that I indirectly killed his mother and he hated me, so he slept with me for seven years?Or how?

I forced myself to calm down, and I said, "Lu Zheng, so what if you prove it? You don't remember, and we're not together anymore, so just pretend you don't know each other, okay?"

"Not good!" he shouted suddenly.

"I want to know why you don't want me? Is it my fault?"