Chapter 27

Zhang Keke became serious in a second. "The decoration style of this Japanese food store is really good. The food should be delicious, right? Clear. "

Zhao ChuChu smiled proudly. Dealing with this kind of woman is three words "steady, accurate and cruel"!

Day by day, I thought the pain of losing Lu xingnuan had been covered up, but sometimes people's heart is fragile. A single piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing can burn all previous efforts.

When Lu Xingdao received the invitation letter from foreign magazines, he came home from work in the evening and walked to the door of the unit. The courier stopped him and handed him an envelope.

Lu Xingdao saw the familiar name on the express list, and his heart was pricked with a needle. There were three words "Lu xingnuan".

This is an invitation letter from a foreign magazine. Lu xingnuan participated in the foot model competition before she was killed with excellent results, so she was attracted by the magazine and invited her to be a model and shoot the cover.

The invitation letter was held in Lu Xingdao's hand and almost crushed. Lu Xingdao could clearly feel that the scar on his heart was forcibly torn open, and the hidden sadness burst out like a flood, enveloping his whole person.

Lu Xingdao didn't know how long he had sat on the steps at the door of the unit. He only knew that it was completely dark when he stood up again.

Lu Xingdao didn't go home, but drove to the nearest bar.

The pain of his sister's death was like an invisible hand. He strangled his neck. He couldn't get rid of it, so he had to choose to forget.

Only Du Kang can relieve worries. Alcohol can make people forget all their troubles. Lu Xingdao believes in this sentence.

"Warm, this is your favorite wine. I'll stay with my brother tonight."

Lu Xingdao said, looking up and filling a cup full of yellow liquid. The spicy taste was like thousands of needles in his throat, which hurt deeply.

"Warm, it's my brother who is sorry for you. It's my brother's failure to protect you. It's all my fault..."

The spicy liquid poured into his stomach cup after cup. The more he wanted to get drunk, the more he couldn't get drunk. His brain was as clear as ice water.

In the corner of the opposite corner of the land star orbit, there is a woman in a blue skirt. The woman is sitting on a high stool. Her concave convex figure is more charming against the warm yellow light.

This woman is none other than Zhao ChuChu.

Today's workload is small. She has been looking at the microblog before she gets off work. She accidentally turned to a microblog issued by the official blog of a foreign magazine, which is an invitation message. Zhao ChuChu saw Lu xingnuan's name there.

Zhao ChuChu knew that Lu xingnuan participated in the foot mold competition before she was killed, and that those with excellent results could participate in the shooting of the cover of the magazine. Therefore, when Zhao ChuChu saw the three words "Lu xingnuan" written under the microblog, her chest seemed to be hit by a boulder, and the pain made her tremble.

After work, he walked out of the door of the company and didn't see Lu Xinggui's car. Zhao ChuChu guessed that Lu Xinggui should have received the invitation belonging to Lu xingnuan. At the moment, he is also sad.

Zhao ChuChu took a taxi to the bar. The moment he walked into the door, he saw Lu Xingdao sitting in the corner.

Seeing him drink after drink, although Zhao ChuChu was filled with endless heartache and worry, she finally held back and didn't go over.

At this moment, she was in the same mood as Lu Xingdao. She just wanted to hide in the corner and lick her wounds alone.

Zhao ChuChu poured down a whole glass of wine, clearly ready to shed tears, but the wine was like boiled water, and there was no taste at all.

The tingling in the throat is insignificant compared with the pain in the heart.

"Boss, why don't you have any taste?"

The boss didn't answer, but an old man with a fat face came up, "beauty, the wine has no taste. Try my cup, and you'll be happy."

Glancing at the uncle in front of him, Zhao ChuChu couldn't help retching when he saw the greasy fat flying around, "get out of here!"

"Hey, little girl, you have a bad temper? Brother, I like such a sexy little pepper! " The greasy uncle smiled and put his hand around Zhao ChuChu.

Zhao ChuChu was shocked and scolded angrily, "bring your smelly feet!" Then he pushed the greasy uncle away.

In order to avoid the uncle, Zhao ChuChu got up and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, the uncle stuck up again. This time, the salted pig's hand was more presumptuous and touched Zhao ChuChu's waist.

Zhao ChuChu's anger "whooshed" suddenly ran up, turned around, raised his feet, and kicked him in the crotch of the greasy uncle.

"Ah!" The greasy uncle screamed, covered his crotch and knelt on the ground. His fat face was twisted like an ugly ghost.

Zhao ChuChu looked down at the miserable uncle, snorted coldly, turned around, paid for the wine, and walked out of the bar with his coat.

Just now that made Zhao ChuChu very happy, and the gloom in his heart decreased a bit.

Standing at the door of the bar and looking at the city with beautiful lights, Zhao ChuChu sighed slightly. It's not far from the apartment. She doesn't plan to take a taxi. It's like walking back.

Stepping on the night to relax, Zhao ChuChu doesn't want to take his unhappiness home.

Zhao ChuChu walked along the sidewalk with the brightest lights. The winter wind was bitter and cold. Scraping on his face was like thousands of knives across his face, with pain in the cold.

The street lights are like the lights in the refrigerator. The lights seem warm like sunshine, but there is no temperature at all.

Zhao ChuChu walked like this. Although there were few pedestrians on the road, she was not afraid at all. She knew that someone behind her was watching her silently and protecting her.

Lu Xingdao always keeps his body in the shade of the tree. In this way, he, who is already wearing a black coat, is even less easy to be found.

He sat drinking in the corner and was distracted by the scream of the greasy uncle. He saw the greasy uncle rolling on the ground with his crotch covered. He also saw Zhao ChuChu walking out of the bar.

Lu Xingdao can naturally guess what happened just now, so he hurriedly paid for the wine and followed Zhao ChuChu. He wanted to protect her. Just like now, just look at her from a distance and protect her.

Zhao ChuChu is right. It's better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish. He should let go and let Zhao ChuChu learn to protect himself. Only in this way can he really protect her.

Lu Xinggui regretted that he didn't understand this earlier. If he hadn't locked Lu xingnuan around him, Lu xingnuan wouldn't want to resist, run away from home behind his back, and the next thing wouldn't happen.

But in this world, there is no if, no regret medicine, only a cut to gain wisdom. LandStar didn't expect that the price of this cut would be so heavy.