He's stalking and begging for reconciliation

Finger marks slowly appeared on Lu Xingzhou's face. He wiped the corners of his mouth, then raised his head stubbornly. Lin Mo was startled by his appearance, and Zheng Qian frowned.

He snorted coldly and said again: "Remember your identity, don't play tricks in front of me."

Lu Xingzhou looked at him absent-mindedly, and said in a weak voice, "No, no more."

Seeing what he said, Zheng Qian didn't bother him too much, and left with Lin Mo in his arms.

He was the only one left standing silently licking his scars in the place that was full of people just now.

He wiped the remaining tears on his face vigorously, it was ugly!

During the meeting the next day, the finger marks on his face were still protruding, and the purple bruises around him made half of his face look particularly scary.

After the meeting, Zheng Qian stared at him for a long time, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held back.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Xingzhou walked away with a wry smile. After a few steps, Zheng Qian stopped him. Feeling the warm breath on his forehead, Lu Xingzhou took a few steps back, trying to avoid Zheng Qian's approach .

He didn't know what Zheng Qian meant by this, he was afraid that Zheng Qian would slap him again after this brief tenderness.

He retreated little by little until his whole body was against the wall, Zheng Qian circled him, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Lu Xingzhou shook his head and didn't speak. Zheng Qian looked at him for a while and said softly, "Don't trouble Lin Mo in the future. I don't want to see you doing such silly things."

Lu Xingzhou chuckled: "No, not anymore."

Looking at Lu Xingzhou's smile that seemed to give up his heart, Zheng Qian was inexplicably uneasy, but he didn't ask any more questions. He withdrew his hand and said "um".

Lu Xingzhou broke free from Zheng Qian's shackles and left without the slightest hesitation.

What else was unclear, at this moment he understood that no matter how much effort he put in, he was still no match for Lin Mo's words.

Lu Xingzhou rushed out of the company building, and it was raining lightly outside. He didn't bring an umbrella, and he didn't intend to take a umbrella. He walked along the road side by side towards home little by little.

The rain in the late autumn brought a chill to his heart, and he was completely wet after he left for a short time. The light rain became heavier and heavier, and it hurt slightly when it hit his body.

The current situation made Lu Xingzhou feel sad and depressed.

There was no place in the city where he felt the slightest sense of belonging.

He grew up in the Lu family mansion since he was a child, but he has never experienced the warmth given by his mother. Since the day he can remember, he has never seen his mother. Although he has a father, it is useless.

It was only after he became sensible that he realized that he was an only child, and it was his father's mistake that he made while spending money and money outside.

Those who could hook up with his father at that time were not serious people. It is said that his mother was also playful. A sum of money, leaving the child and driving her away.

Since then, his mother abandoned him and never came back.

It's just that because of his mother's low status, the Lu family has never disclosed Lu Xingzhou's identity to the public. Giving him the Lu surname is already a kindness.

Even so, Li Shumin didn't spare him, she was always worried that he would affect her son's future, she withheld Lu Xingzhou's food openly and covertly, and indulged and encouraged Lu Qiyuan to bully him.

And the father probably felt ashamed of Li Shumin's mother and son, and had always turned a blind eye to his situation. As long as he didn't kill him, he never stopped their behavior.

In that place, he never got a trace of warmth. He thought that the other courtyard in the south of the city was his home, but it turned out that he was just a passerby.

No matter how hard he tries to run that family, he will never be cherished by others.

In Zheng Qian's eyes, his contributions are never worth mentioning. All his kindness has never been appreciated, but only misunderstanding and disgust.

All the while, his sacrifice was unknown.

As he walked, Lu Xingzhou couldn't hold back his tears. The cold rain and hot tears slid down his face together, making him feel unspeakably sad.

He walked alone for a long time, and suddenly there was the sound of a sudden brake and the horn of a car behind him.

He turned his head, his eyes were barely open due to the glare of the headlights, Lu Xingzhou covered his eyes with his hands, and when he got used to the glare of the lights, he saw Zheng Qian sitting in the car, staring straight at him.

And the person in the co-pilot was Lin Mo.

I saw Zheng Qian's mouth moving, the rain was too heavy, he couldn't hear clearly, and he could only vaguely recognize his mouth shape as: "Get in the car."

How many times had Zheng Qian been unwilling to wait for him when he went home, but today he took the initiative to let him get in the car, because he wanted him to see their love, so that he could understand how unnecessary Lu Xingzhou's existence was?I still want him to look at the two glamorous people in the car, and then compare his appearance like a dog in the water, so that he can be self-aware.

Lu Xingzhou looked down at himself, his whole body was soaked, and a lot of mud was splashed on his trousers.

He thought of Zheng Qian's obsessive cleanliness, and thought that if he got into the car and dirty Zheng Qian's car, he would frown again and dislike his trouble.

Lu Xingzhou suppressed his bitter emotions, shook his head slowly but firmly, turned around and was about to leave.

Zheng Qian pushed open the car door, rushed into the rain, dragged him into the car, and sat in the back wet all over.

Zheng Qian was very impatient, he slammed the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew out.

A cold voice came from the front: "If there is anything to do, we'll talk about it when we go back. Don't embarrass yourself by the side of the road."

The atmosphere in the car was terribly oppressive, and he sat silently in the back without saying a word.

When they got home, Zheng Qian took Lin Mo's hand and walked in front, Lu Xingzhou followed them not far away, looking at their interlocking hands, both of them had beautiful hands, both wearing the same ring, asked themselves, really The ones look great and they look really good together.

Although they are the legally bound couple, as long as Lin Mo is around, he will always look like an outsider.

He really couldn't stay in this house anymore.

Drenched in the rain and overthinking, Lu Xingzhou developed a high fever in the middle of the night. His whole body was sore and weak, and his mouth was dry.

It was so cold, he shivered, and covered himself tightly with the quilt, he really wanted to go to Zheng Qian, wanted him to hug him, but Zheng Qian didn't sleep beside him at all, Lu Xingzhou even sat up and looked for him. I have no strength.

People become very fragile when they are sick, and they still have some weird ideas. A tear fell from the corner of his eyes and disappeared into the pillow again.

In the daze of burning, he had a strange dream. In the dream, he returned to the back garden of Lu's house when he was six years old. He was blocked by the pond again by those children. The feeling of suffocation in the dream was still the same. Strong, that person still seemed to fall from the sky and saved him at a critical moment.It's still that familiar sentence.

"I will protect you...my name is Zheng Qian."

Before he could reply, he returned to his post-marriage days in the blink of an eye. With an expression of indifference and unfeelingness on his face, that person gritted his teeth and said to him, "Lu Xingzhou, do you know how much I hate you?"

In the past, the person who personally said he wanted to protect him, now brought him all harm.

Lu Xingzhou struggled to wake up from the dream, tears soaked the pillow, he looked at the boundless night as if it was going to swallow him, and there was a feeling in his heart for no reason: "If life is just like the first time I saw it, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan?" emotion.