Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Lu Yi exhaled the smoke ring, and the smoke ring curled across his face.

Zuo An's figure appeared out of the corner of his eye, and when he turned around, he said, "What are you doing standing there?"

Lu Yi's deep voice interrupted Zuo An's thoughts.

"Lu Yi." Zuo An shook his head, his thinking slowed down, and his words were as light as fog, "What do you mean by standing still? Are you calling me stupid in disguise?"

Lu Yi curled his lips slightly when he heard the words, closed his eyes again, and said seriously: "Zuo An, do you have any wine?"

"Wine...? Yes, do you want to drink?"

The sound of rain outside was extremely loud. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and fell from the sky. A deafening thunder resounded throughout the villa.

"En." Lu Yi replied in a very light tone.

Then, Zuo An took all the wine in the house to the coffee table in the living room, and the two sat on the sofa and drank.

The TV was turned on at this time, and the international evening news was being broadcast on the screen.

Lu Yi's face was full of impatience, and he kept pouring wine into his mouth, glass after glass.

Zuo An sat on the floor, supported the table with one hand and held his chin, picked up the unfinished wine glass on the coffee table and drank it down in one gulp.

Zuo An raised his head, his cheeks turned red from drinking, and asked, "Lu Yi, you are already 37 years old, why don't you find a girl to marry?"

Lu Yi's black eyes moved lightly, a little surprised, he put down the wine glass, and raised his eyebrows horizontally.

"I don't think so."

The four concise words passed into Zuo An's ears.

The light in the living room illuminated Zuo An's face, complex emotions were surging and struggling in his eyes as deep as ancient wells, and finally returned to calm.

Lu Yi looked at Zuo An who was sitting on the ground with black eyes, and asked, "What about you? I remember you used to say that you wanted to find a good-looking woman to be your wife? Why is there no movement."

Zuo An took off his glasses, his eyes were covered with a hazy drunkenness, and he spread his hands to express regret, "Maybe I won't have that kind of thought in the future."

Myself, I have long chosen a path that is contrary to the past.

He never imagined that he would become what he is now.

He didn't say it.

Even full of bitterness.

Outside the villa, it was raining like a torrential rain, and the sky and the earth were the same color, and the sound of the house was shrouded in rain.

The chandelier above the head cast cold light, Zuo An poured another glass of wine, "Lu Yi, I want to go see Lu Ying with you tomorrow."

Lu Yi was a little confused, but just spit out two words, "Whatever."

Then he drank directly from the bottle.

"That idiot, I don't know if he can live for himself in the next life..."

I can't tell what my mood is. Regarding Lu Ying's death, it seems to be calmer every year, and the initial grief has gradually been diluted.

People, obviously miss the old love the most.

Zuo An asked, "Lu Yi, have you and Lu Ying known each other since childhood?"

"He and I..." Lu Yi was in a daze for a few seconds, his eyes lost focus as if in a trance.

After a moment of silence, Lu Yi took out a cigarette and lit it, puffing out the smoke.

Finally, he confided to Zuo An.

When he met Lu Ying in the orphanage, Lu Ying was the same age as him.

At that time, his name was not Lu Yi.

Lu Ying was not surnamed Lu either, he said that it would be good to call him Shadow.

Unlike his violent personality, Lu Ying's personality is relatively calm, but the two of them have one thing in common, that is, they refuse to admit defeat.

At that time they were still in the orphanage, and the older children bullied them, and they all fought back.

Although every time they end in injury and defeat.

But he still fought back as before.

When he met Lu Ying for the first time, they both looked scarred.

They didn't speak, just looked at each other and smiled.

They were very young at that time, were they 7 years old, or 8 years old?

Can not remember.

At that time, they were of school age, and they were arranged to study in the same class by the director of the orphanage.

I remember that winter, he accidentally provoked a boy who was several years older than him.

That boy is a bully at school and has money at home.

After school, the school bully led a dozen teenage gangsters to block him in an alley. No matter how hard he fought alone, he was no match for a dozen people who were several years older than him.

Lu Ying didn't know how she came to rescue him, but she was outnumbered.

Both of them were beaten to death.

I remember that it was very cold that day, and then it snowed. The white snow in the alley was in stark contrast to the mottled blood.

He was in pain all over, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Before he fell into a coma, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come to save me?"

He didn't answer him, and he didn't get a response for a long time. He realized that something was wrong, only to realize that he had already fainted.

He touched Lu Ying whose forehead was dripping with blood.

He shouted with all his might, "Shadow!"

He also fainted from the pain afterwards.

When he woke up again, he was already in the hospital, and it was only later that he and the shadow were rescued.

Later, they also saw the person who saved them, Uncle Xiong.

Later they were brought back to the Lu family...

The moment the sparks shook, he stubbed out the cigarette.

In the end Lu Yi got drunk and collapsed on the sofa, Zuo An stared at him blankly.

He called softly, "Lu Yi."

Lu Yi didn't respond to him, he raised his head and inexplicably shed a tear from the corner of his eye, muttering: "Lu Ying...Lu Ying..."

Zuo An got up, half leaned over, and shook his hand in front of his eyes, "Lu Yi, can you still get up?"

Lu Yiwei opened his eyes slightly, and in a trance of consciousness, he tightly clenched Zuo An's dangling hand, his hand was dark, his eyes were cold.

"who are you?"

"Ah! Lu Yi, I'm Zuo An, what are you doing, you hurt me to death, let me go."

"Zuo An?"

After thinking about it, Lu let go of Zuo An's hand, raised his hand and rubbed his temple, "Sorry."

Zuo An rubbed his aching hand, sighed, "I'll take you back to your room to rest."

Zuo An helped Lu Yi staggered towards the guest bedroom.

He also drank, Lu Yi's weight was almost on him, and then Zuo An was pressed on the bed by Lu Yi.

Lu embraced Zuo An as a pillow and fell asleep directly. Zuo An's brain thumped, and his whole body became stiff.

He couldn't push it away at all, turned his head to look at Lu Yi's face, his heart beat like a drum, his throat rolled, and his breathing became a little heavy.

"Lu Yi."

"Lu Yi."

Zuo An hesitated to speak, "Lu Yi, I seem to like you."

Lu Yi didn't know if he had heard Zuo An's words, and even replied "Mmm".

In an instant, Zuo An's face turned red. It's unknown whether it was from drunkenness, or because the other party responded intentionally or unintentionally.

Surrounded by a strange and subtle atmosphere.

Something seems to be rooted, just about to move.

City S was not silent even in the rainy night, the neon lights were blurred, and the lightning flashed across the dark night, illuminating the floor-to-ceiling windows with a wide view.

The next day, early in the morning.

Lu Yi's head hurt so much that he raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Zuo An who was sharing the bed with him.

"Hold--!"

Damn, what's going on?

Why did you sleep on the same bed with this guy Zuo An?