Chapter 1

In the luxurious and elegant clubhouse, crystal lights are bright and dazzling, and men and women walk freely.

Jinyu is half leaning against the corner of the wall, wearing a simple plain dress, and looking down at the red wine in the glass, his eyes are dazed. After half an hour, she put down her glass and wandered aimlessly through the splendor, head bowed blankly towards the door.

Because I walked too fast, I didn't notice someone on my side, only vaguely heard a few respectful "Mr. Liang".

Jin Yu was a little nervous. He thought that he might have heard wrong. Besides, there are so many good gentlemen in the world. How could they be him? So he stepped up, only to bump into a hard wall of flesh.

Reflexively, he reached out his hand and rubbed his forehead, then said sorry. At the moment when he looked up, the whole person was stiff, and the bottom of his eyes was covered with bloodshot, and he was staring at him with red eyes.

He was as handsome and handsome as ever. He was tall and straight, but her face was very cold. It seemed that he was a stranger completely.

Jinyu's legs were heavy as if filled with lead. She stared at him without blinking. Although she was a little anxious and wanted to talk with him for a lot of words, she still held back. Especially when she saw his impatient appearance, she raised her legs low and retreated to one side. Her heart was heavy.

Liangyuan's face was cold. Her dark eyes were like the sea. She glanced at her and walked away.

Jinyu looks at his familiar and strange back, her body trembles uncontrollably, and her heart is both happy and flustered.

Her eyes followed him closely, and her footsteps followed him, until she saw him enter a box, the door closed, and she was blocked by him.

For a while, my mind was full of the happy time four years ago. Tears were like broken kites that could not be wiped off. She had to rush into the public toilet beside her, quickly came to the sink and lay on her head, turned on the tap, and poured water on her face.

More and more confused at present, the irresistible pain at the bottom of my heart is still surging out after all.

I don't know how long I washed it with cold water, but I heard a heavy door closing sound and metal wriggling sound. She woke up vigilantly from her dream.

Jinyu looks up at the mirror and sees the figure of Liangyuan. He is walking towards her. She lowered her head in panic, not daring to look at him, and held on to the washstand with her fingers.

"You were surprised." The voice of good fortune sounded in her back, unspeakable peace and affirmation.

Jin Yu secretly dried the tears under her eyes, calmly turned on the tap, cleaned her hands, pretended not to hear, and turned away from the other side. As soon as he took a step, he caught his arm.

She lightly glanced at the knuckled fingers on her arm, unable to break away, so she had to lower her voice and said, "let go."

However, he suddenly pressed her on the wall behind him, holding her back tightly with his hand, and holding her waist firmly with his other hand, staring at her coldly.

His body pressed on her, so that she could not move. The tip of his nose is full of his warm breath, familiar and unfamiliar.

Her nerves were a little sour and she looked at his handsome face powerlessly. His eyes are still dark and deep, but the former clear and warm ones are no longer there. A pair of thin and cool black eyes are extremely gloomy, and there is no soft heart on his face. His fingers firmly grasp her waist, with a hint of revenge.

Jin Yu struggles hard, arms against his chest, and wants to push him out of his world completely. She is undoubtedly too weak for him. His fingernails were buttoned up, he looked at him obstinately, deeply repressed his feelings at the bottom of his heart, and his voice was a little cold and hoarse: "let me go."

Liangyuan never said a word, but looked at her with distant eyes. Looking at her familiar face, her body immediately tensed up, and the fingers pinched at her waist could not help exerting force. The original expressionless face was slightly quivering, and the blue tendons in her forehead suddenly jumped up. A pair of cold eyes were filled with blood for a moment. Just a few seconds, the expression on the face is all hidden, flash away, lips and feet shallow smile, the movements on the hands are fierce.

Jinyu can't bear the pain at last. She raises her leg and kicks it towards him when he doesn't pay attention.

Good luck but motionless, straight stand there, let her kick, but that pair of dark eyes more cold.

"Good luck you enough! We've broken up! " Jinyumeng pushed him away, and a mist flashed through his eyes.

"Not enough." The good luck heavy vomited two words, meant to stare at her unidentified, the eyeground does not have a trace of emotion, the beautiful eyes stare at her, as if wants to see through her.

Jin Yu closed his eyes, his fingers were loose and tight, and forced back the fog under his eyes. He smiled at him with a charming smile like an innocent man: "since it's not enough, then you go on?"

"I haven't seen you for four years. I'm going to look down on you!" Finish saying, his eye ground sends out a touch of deep cold disgust, immediately pulled forward her body, and pulled her intending to leave. Because the ground is too slippery, Jinyu's center of gravity is back again, so she is pulled hard by this, and her soft body falls back, almost directly smashing to the washing table on one side, and her back bumps into the washing table, which is very painful. Her face is twisted and deformed, her eyebrows are tightly twisted, and her breath is extremely uncomfortable.Hearing this scream, the eyes of the good fortune followed the past unconsciously. As soon as the black eyes were dark, the fingers hanging in the sleeves were almost pinched into the flesh and skin, but he could not feel a trace of pain. Until he saw her face relaxed a lot, he shifted his eyes and looked forward with a cold look.

Jinyu's face was pale. He pushed her hard like he did. His heart was sore. He bit his teeth, stood up straight and forced himself to hook his lips and smile at him.

He stood there straight, very handsome and noble, but he was so cruel to her.

Ignore the upset at the bottom of my heart, and say rudely: "are you satisfied? Over venting? Can I go now? "

Seeing that she could laugh like this, her eyes were cold and her heart was angry. She strode forward a few steps, grabbed her arm and held her against the washing table. Her blood red eyes were surging, and she growled at her with gnashing teeth. Her voice was very dull: "compared with what you do, it's far from enough. You can rest assured. I just play with you When I'm tired of playing, I'll let you go. "