After being imprisoned by a sickly enemy, I was reborn

Lu Chenzhao had locked himself in the room for three days and four nights, and the servants delivered the food according to the order, but only took a few bites of the food when they evacuated.

"Secretary Yin, what should I do? It's not easy for me to explain to Mrs. Madam in this state, I'm afraid they will worry." Lu Shanhai was in a hurry in the living room.

"Let's take a look first, and I'll talk to the senior later."

Yin Cheng raised his hand and rubbed his temples. He has not had a good time these few days, he is very busy, and his dark circles are as heavy as a giant panda.

Lu Chenzhao killed Jiang Yu and was injured himself. He and Zhou Shan had to take full responsibility for finishing this mess.

At this time, Zhou Shan's phone call came in.

"Hello," Yin Cheng quickly answered, "How is things going?"

"It's done, you can rest assured Mr. Lu that the police won't ask him for questioning. Even if the police come, they don't have any evidence," Zhou Shan replied confidently, and at the same time hesitated for a while, "What about Jiang Yu's ashes? Are you making bone china?"

Yin Cheng hesitated for a few seconds: "You keep it safe first, I'll ask the senior before I can talk about it."

Zhou Shan: "OK."

The moment Jiang Yu was hit was spinning in his mind, and he was dumbfounded at that time, he didn't mean it.

His head hurt so much, he couldn't tell the difference between the gas pedal and the brake, so he ran towards Jiang Yu in such a rampage.

Fortunately, the airbag deployed, so he was not seriously injured. After getting out of the car, the wound on Lu Chenzhao's head was bloody, and half of his face was covered with redness. meet beside.

Jiang Yu was lying in a pool of blood with no vital signs, and his coat was still wrapped around him.

His fingers tremblingly touched his face, the tears and blood on his face mixed together... There was more severe pain in his head, and he finally passed out out of unbearable pain.

When Lu Chenzhao woke up again, he had already put on a clean nightgown and was lying on the bed in his own bedroom. The wound on his forehead had been carefully cleaned and bandaged, and a needle was still inserted in the back of his left hand.

A personal doctor and two nurses watched over him in his bedroom.

"Where's Jiang Yu?"

Lu Chenzhao asked the first sentence when he opened his eyes.

The private doctor visited Jiang Yu much more often than Lu Chenzhao, so he naturally knew the relationship between the two of them.

With sadness in the doctor's eyes, Lu Chenzhao knew that everything was over, and the car accident in his memory was not a dream.

He immediately got mad and took off the hanging needle on the back of his hand. The doctors and nurses panicked and rushed forward to hold him down. As a result, Lu Chenzhao dropped the medicine bottle on the ground, splashing glass shards and medicine.

"Get out, get out of here."

The doctors and nurses were terrified by his scarlet eyes, they were quickly forced to the door, and retreated helplessly.

Lu Chenzhao was sitting on the carpet, leaning against the end of the bed. The needle hole in his left hand was clearly visible. Because the wound on his forehead was not changed in time, the scope of blood staining expanded.

In fact, this is already the fourth day, these days his mind is full of Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu and his life are intricately intertwined, although their first meeting was the beginning of a long-planned revenge.

No matter how beautiful their memories are, they are not real in his eyes, because he knows that Jiang Yu loves him very much, and also knows Jiang Yu's purpose.

Therefore, he has always ignored his true inner feelings and regarded the emotional entanglement with Jiang Yu as a game. He likes games and is keen to be the complete controller of the game.

Love is nothingness in his eyes; hatred is nothingness in his eyes; he despises all emotions and desires, and naturally he will not pay attention to the fact that a pure flower has bloomed in a corner of his twisted and perverted heart .

Only...pain is the most real.

The pain he brought to Jiang Yu was the climax of his game. Whether he loved it or not, he enjoyed this feeling very much. The bloodthirsty behavior made his heart beat and his adrenaline soared.

*every dick on Jiang Yu's body, *every dick on Jiang Yu's body, the dick that came out of the ****...Jiang Yu's dick cut by broken glass, **** marks... ....

Jiang Yu's blood was the most delicious thing in the world he had ever tasted.

Lu Chenzhao thought that they could live like this for the rest of their lives. Anyway, Jiang Yu loved him, anyway, Jiang Yu was beaten, anyway, he had a good doctor, anyway, he could afford the best medicine...

But it's over, it's over.

He and Jiang Yu grew up together, but the image of Jiang Yu in his mind has never been so cherished forever like this moment. It's not that they haven't been warm, at least they have been very happy together before his nature was exposed.

It's just that at that time, Lu Chenzhao felt that it was fake. He regarded himself as an "audience", admiring Jiang Yu's acting skills for his love, and occasionally participated in playing the role of lover.

Now that the person is gone, he realized belatedly that he had fallen in love with Jiang Yu a long time ago, but misunderstood that it was just doting on playthings, and misunderstood that it was the fate of hostility to win or lose.

He thought he was teasing Jiang Yu's feelings, but in fact he was teasing himself in the end.

Lu Chenzhao thought he would stay awake forever, just like he knew that he was mentally unhealthy, but he didn't react. He hurt Jiang Yu again and again, not because he treated Jiang Yu as a toy, nor because Jiang Yu had no purpose. Simple, but because he subconsciously fell in love with Jiang Yu.

The more he likes someone, the more he can't help hurting him. He feels the existence of love in the pain of the other person and enjoys the pleasure of love, and the more he loves someone, the more he can't help but want to control everything about him , Naturally, it is best to circle him and lock him in the inherent place.

Lu Chenzhao leaned against the end of the bed in a daze, holding a transparent red wine glass in his hand.

Alcohol had anesthetized his brain, but it still couldn't drive Jiang Yu out of his mind. There was a half-drunk bottle of red wine standing beside him, and two empty expensive red wine bottles were poured aside.

The meal brought in by the servant made him tasteless, only the wine was okay...it could make him feel a little bit.

"Forget it, it's my fault."

Lu Chenzhao whispered to himself, raised his hand and smashed the red wine glass forcefully, picked up the biggest piece, picked it up, and then pressed it against his left wrist.

His beautiful blue eyes were covered with blood, his cheeks were sunken, and he was almost out of shape after a few days. His upper lip was covered with blue stubble, and his cold white skin made him look even more haggard and depressed.

"Jiang Yu, I'm sorry for you. I didn't do it on purpose. Forget it, let's not talk about it. I'll pay you back, okay? I'll pay you back."

Lu Chenzhao didn't seem to know the pain. The shards of the wine glass kept cutting his wrists. Obviously the wound was deep enough and the blood was gushing out continuously, but he still held the shards tirelessly and scratched repeatedly on his wrists. There were many bloody mouths.

He was originally a person who was particularly afraid of pain, but now he seemed to have lost his sense of pain. He just wanted to die quickly, and he repeated in his mouth: "I will pay you, I will pay you, I will pay you..."

As long as he still has a little consciousness, even if Hao's wrist is bloody, his movements will not stop until he completely faints...

Yin Cheng knocked on his door: "Senior, I have something to discuss with you."

There was no movement inside.

Yin Cheng knocked a few more times, but there was still no response. An ominous premonition arose in his heart, and he immediately opened the door. After walking in a few steps, he saw Lu Chenzhao lying on the ground with his body bowed. The light-colored carpet was stained red with blood. The skin on the left wrist was extremely severe.

"Senior!"

Yin Cheng rushed over and knelt beside him, while supporting his body, he shouted hoarsely toward the door: "Quick, call a doctor, call an ambulance!"