The farce finally broke up, and Chu Yu had no intention of continuing the fun. He left with a cold face, and the door was closed hard, as if the whole box was shaken twice.
No one dared to say a word when Chu Yu was there. They were all afraid of offending Chu Yu or getting offended on their own. They waited for Chu Yu to leave before they all came forward in groups.
They all asked glibly.
"What happened? How did you offend Brother Chu?"
"Yes, Brother Chu finally came out once."
"Didn't you always look forward to Brother Chu coming every day? Why did you make her angry when he came?"
Pan Ran got up from the ground, with a bruise on the corner of his mouth, and a sinister look on his face. He was one of the best in this circle, and no one had ever dared to embarrass him so much in front of so many people.
The people next to him asked curiously and eagerly. They had been having a good time there just now, but when did they know that the two of them started fighting, to put it more directly, it was Pan Ran who was beaten unilaterally.
Logically speaking, doesn't Pan Ran have a very good relationship with Chu Yu?
I heard that they have been together since junior high school, almost ten years ago, and their relationship must be deeper than ordinary friends.
So what did Pan Ran do?
Pan Ran sat where Chu Yu was sitting before, took out a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly puffed out the smoke, and the blue-gray mist rose up.
Bright red blood flowed from his forehead, and Pan Ran randomly took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the blood haphazardly.
The soft paper was dyed red and was thrown carelessly on the table.
Originally, there were still people chatting with others, but seeing Pan Ran like this, they couldn't help but gradually fell silent.
Seeing blood dripping from Pan Ran's forehead again, someone couldn't help but said, "Do you want to go to the hospital and bandage your wound first? It looks scary."
Pan Ran, who had always maintained the same posture and remained motionless, finally had some reaction. He stared blankly at one place, and his hoarse voice made it difficult to hear the emotion. "From junior high school to now, I have always called her brother. Only who I said something bad to her, and I was the first to rush forward, but what happened to her?"
The cigarette held between his fingers burned out bit by bit, and the scarlet light spots gradually became weaker. Under the dim and colorful lights, Pan Ran's handsome profile was in the shadow, looking dim and unclear.
His voice became hoarse, as if it was being squeezed out of his chest.
"But what about her?" Pan Ran's breathing became heavy, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking quite scary.
He raised his hand to pick up a wine bottle and smashed it against the wall. With a bang, the glass flew everywhere and dark red liquid poured on the wall, like blood.
He walked around like a trapped animal for a few times, then stopped again, his eyes making people's hair stand on end, "Why the hell am I doing this? Why can others do it! But I can't!"
"How am I worse than them?!"
Everyone was stunned by this passage, and they all looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
Pan Ran's attitude was really strange, he was so furious that he seemed to be about to explode in the next second, but the reason that aroused his anger didn't seem to be Chu Yu opening the ladle for him, it seemed to be something else -
Pan Ran stopped, and his voice seemed to be forced out through his teeth: "Okay! Chu Yu doesn't really think that she is some kind of heavenly king. I will break up with her from now on, and she will go her own way. I walk on my single-plank bridge and have nothing to do with each other!"
After smashing everything in the box, Pan Ran left with a gloomy expression.
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Chu Yu drank and couldn't drive, so he took a taxi back.
Although he was drunk, he didn't drink much, but his mind was still a little groggy. Chu Yu hugged his body and closed his eyes to fall asleep.
I don’t know how long she had been here, but Chu Yu woke up in a daze and glanced out of the car window. She had arrived at the villa. Why didn’t the driver call her?
Chu Yu glanced at the rearview mirror in confusion. The man was wearing a black hat, and his face was almost hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
After opening the door and getting out of the car, Chu Yu rubbed his sore neck, glanced at the sky, walked around to the other side of the car, and knocked on the window.
The man in the driver's seat remained motionless as if he hadn't heard.
Chu Yu impatiently knocked a few more times before the car window slowly lowered.
The man in the black hat lowered his head subconsciously, hiding his face even more tightly.
Chu Yu was speechless, "I've seen it all, why should I cover it up?"
The man paused and said nothing.
Chu Yu said casually, "If you don't tell me, then I'll leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, the breath around the man suddenly became much colder.
Chu Yu pretended not to see it, so she thought of waiting for three seconds. If the man still didn't say a word, she turned around and didn't look.
Then, as soon as he counted to one, the man took off his hat with calm and dark eyes, and the recognizable blond hair and blue eyes appeared, he was handsome and deep, and he pursed his thin lips.
Chu Yu didn't show any surprise, as if he had expected it. His amber pupils were lazy and playful.
"Durr, this is boring."
The man pursed his lips, his blond hair hanging down covering his eyes, making his expression unclear. After a few seconds, he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
The tall and straight figure is extremely oppressive.
"Chu, I said, I don't agree."
Chu Yu frowned, as if she had encountered an extremely difficult problem. She was dressed in a black suit, with a thin and slender figure, messy hair, bright and thick eyebrows, and a white and transparent complexion.
Staring at him indifferently and helplessly.
Like an outsider.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, the man's eyes were scarlet red, and a thick ink-like obsession rolled in his eyes.
He came closer, put his arms around Chu Yu's waist, raised his arms to the veins, and tightly strangled the slender waist.
When the two were dating, Duer especially liked to hold her in this position, face to face, and when the love was strong, he would lower his head and kiss her.
sweet.
Chu Yu didn't struggle, just looked up at him, his eyebrows slender and unfocused.
He kissed Chu Yu's temples gently and rubbed Chu Yu's cheek, clinging and intimate.
"Chu, I can't forget you."
"These past few days, I've really been going crazy."
"Baby, don't you love me the most?"
The low magnetic voice sounded like a coquettish voice.
This is also the reason why Chu Yu and Du Er have been talking for so long. Du Er looks like a cold flower and cannot be played with, but in private Du Er is indeed a coquettish and even naive person.
He is just too serious, too stubborn, and too difficult to deal with.
Chu Yu is actually really good at caring for people. If she is willing to use her heart, almost no one can escape her gentle trap.
But Chu Yu didn't have such thoughts at the moment. In fact, he was still a little drunk, so he didn't push away the man immediately when he pretended to be pitiful.
