One thought of heaven, one thought of hell.
Xia Li first met Lu Zhicun in an alley. He was dragging a metal rod and there was a blood stripe on his chin, like a devil killing the world.
She teased him for whistling, and he came over with a smile and lifted her chin, frivolously and playfully.
No one believed that the two of them could really have any affection for each other. In the words of people around them, they were just "playing with each other."
But the countless undercurrents of love are proof that they are deeply trapped.
The day Xia Li left, Lu Zhicun pressed her into the corner with a cold face, almost decisive: "If you dare to leave, you will never see me again in this life."
She smiled and hugged Lu Zhicun's thin waist: "Are you willing to do it?"
He couldn't bear it, even if he knew she was using him for money, he could forgive her.
As long as she says a word of love, he can do it ten thousand times and never recover.
In this love game, he is always the loser.
Goodbye, she is still bright and charming, and she is at ease at the party.
He never glanced at her from beginning to end, and his every move was alienated.
In the drunken underground parking lot, Lu Zhicun was smoking and angrily grabbed Xia Li's wrist and restrained her.
"Xia Li, please give me a hard time."
Once he surrenders, he won't care about anything.
It's not that I don't want to, it's not that I don't care, it's just because it's you, I can forgive anything.
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Shuang Jie, no blood relationship, no blood.
Cool and pure desire to catch the beauty
Intention: I am here to save you.