Love you to the bone: Young Master Lu, don't mess around

There are only seven simple words.

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"Do your part."

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Fortunately, the husband is not angry, otherwise he might just drive her away. Siyu closed her phone and went to order the kitchen to make bird's nest porridge as Lu Chimo said.

Li Yang lay quietly on the chair by himself, stood up after a while, and walked numbly to the bathroom.

After taking a shower and drying her hair, she almost exhausted all her strength. She wanted to lie back on the bed and sleep, but her body seemed to be possessed by a demon. She walked out of the door uncontrollably, step by step into Lu Chi Mo's room.

The lights in the huge room were not turned on, the gauze curtains were opened wide, and the cold moonlight flooded the room. Li Yang walked over, opened the drawer in his wardrobe, took out the photo frame, and took out the photos.

Through the moonlight, Li Yang saw the back of the old photos with yellowed corners, and there was a brand new writing in pen: hold your hand and grow old together.

Everything was just as Ji Ziqi said, it was a lifetime agreement between Lu Chimo and her.

After all, Li Yang couldn't control it, tears fell quietly and hit that line of writing.

Seeing that the handwriting was gradually blurred, she suddenly came to her senses, and quickly wiped it several times with her sleeves, but she couldn't restore the original appearance. In a panic, she put the photo back into the frame, put it in the drawer, closed it, and sat on the bed .

His whole body was exhausted, as if he had been stripped of cocoons.

She lay back weakly, surrounded by the cold breath emanating from the bed, which was exactly the same as the smell on Lu Chimo's body. Inexplicably, her heart calmed down. She thought, just lie down for a few minutes, lie down for a few minutes Go back to your room in a few minutes.

But gradually the drowsiness hit, and I fell asleep unknowingly. In the dream, there were sunshine, beaches, flowers, blessings, and melodious music...

In the dream, Ji Ziqi was wearing a white wedding dress, holding Lu Chimo's hand with lace gloves, and walked through the arched flower gates to the wedding stage that had been set up in advance.

The tulle around the stage was gently lifted by the wind, like a dream.

The emcee's presiding speech sounded slowly in the breeze, "Mr. Lu Chimo, are you willing to marry Ms. Ji Ziqi as your legal wife and swear in public..."

Her eardrums were buzzing, and the master of ceremonies' voice was becoming more and more blurred. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hear clearly. She only saw Lu Chimo's thin lips move, and she distinguished three words from his mouth: I am willing .

She sat under the stage, closed her eyes in pain, her heart ached to death, and when she opened her eyes again, he had already taken out the 'Eternal Heart' and was about to put it on Ji Ziqi's ring finger.

"Do not--"

She stood up suddenly, rushed to the stage, grabbed his hand, and begged bitterly, "Chi Mo, I beg you, don't abandon me, don't marry someone else, okay?"

However, Lu Chimo just looked down upon her, and glanced at her coldly, his bone-chilling voice was mixed with deep disgust, "Li Yang, who do you think you are, qualified to say such things?"

With tears streaming down her face, she clutched his sleeve tightly, crying uncontrollably, "Chi Mo, I love you, I don't want you to marry someone else, I don't want it!!"

"Love me?! Heh!" He sneered, as if he heard something very funny, his tone was extremely contemptuous, "Li Yang, you don't know who you are, you look really disgusting and disgusting! !"

He swept Ji Ziqi into his arms, "See, I love Ziqi, you'd better be sensible, get the hell out of here, and don't appear in front of me again until you die!"

Ji Ziqi put her arms around Lu Chimo's waist, leaned against her arms and smiled like a flower, "Xiao Yang, Ah Chi and I are getting married soon, you will bless us, right?"

Li Yang shook his head in tears, "No, Chi Mo is mine, I don't want you to get married."

Ji Ziqi suddenly stopped laughing, and a stern smile appeared on her lips, "Xiao Yang, I didn't expect you to rob my husband when I took your friend." She coldly said, "Come on, drag this bitch to me!" go down!"

A group of people swarmed up and dragged her away. She cried hoarsely, clutching his clothes tightly, refusing to leave no matter what, "Don't drive me away, I won't leave, Chi Mo, I won't leave..."

Her fingers were torn open one by one. She tried her best to open everyone's hands. She heard her own cry, hoarse and desperate. She knew it was impossible, but she still ignored it. He is together.

After all, she was split off by someone and dragged out on the ground. She watched him put the ring on Ji Ziqi's ring finger. Ji Ziqi smiled happily and contentedly. He turned to look at her with contemptuous eyes. Disdain, as if to say, Li Yang, you are not worthy...

That kind of look is like a knife piercing the heart, gouging out the blood and flesh, repeatedly...

As soon as Siyu entered the room with bird's nest porridge, she was a little frightened. The moonlight filled the room, which looked cold and eerie. Looking far away, she saw a petite body curled up on the bed.

Siyu hurried up, put the porridge bowl on the bedside table, and reached out to turn on the wall lamp.

Under the quiet light, that palm-sized face was full of tears, and a large area of ​​hair and pillow was wet. Seeing the heart-wrenching pain, Siyu wet her eyes, and stretched out her hand to push her body, "Ma'am, You wake up."

And the person on the bed seemed to be in a nightmare, unable to hear her words at all, just clutching the clothes in front of his chest in pain, shivering, and kept murmuring, "Don't..."

Siyu couldn't help but feel even more sad, and the strength in her hands became stronger, "Madam, wake up, wake up quickly."

Siyu pushed and yelled many times, the woman on the bed moved her eyes, tried a few times, and then slowly opened them, eyes full of sadness and despair...

Li Yang was immersed in his dream, and it took him a long time to recover. Through the mist, he saw a delicate face with a weak and hoarse voice, "Siyu..."

Siyu's eyes were red, "Ma'am, I'm here..."

Li Yang blinked slightly, "I just had a nightmare..."

Siyu sniffed, "I know."

How painful is it to dream about it, so that you can be so heartbroken and suffocate when you look at it, let alone the person's own feelings, how heartbreaking it must be.

Li Yang raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling inside the room, as if he was talking to Si Yu, but more like he was saying to himself, "Maybe it's not a nightmare."

Maybe this dream is reminding her not to wishful thinking, otherwise her end will only be worse than in the dream, and the dream is to let her feel it in advance, so that she can stop thinking that she shouldn't have.

"Huh?" Si Yu didn't understand the meaning of Li Yang's words, "It's not a nightmare, what is it?"

"It's nothing, I'm just talking casually." Li Yang turned to look at her, "By the way, why did you come up here?"