Lock Your Heart and Lock Your Love: Don't Marry a Rich Husband

It's just that when it was washed out, Luo Yuye intentionally cut the picture, leaving only the part below his chin. It could be seen that someone was sleeping with Bai Zixin in his arms, but he couldn't tell who it was.

——Six years have passed, and everything has changed, and this original photo has been lying quietly in his mobile phone memory card from beginning to end, and he has set it as the screen wallpaper. As long as the screen is unlocked, can see……

Luo Yuye knew that what he did was tantamount to taking a risk. God knows, if he accidentally let the phone fall into someone else's hands, and people found this photo, what a storm would be caused in S City——

But he couldn't restrain himself.

In the five years since he didn't see her, he couldn't be like his big brother, blatantly going to City Y to be his special soldier, preparing for abducting Bai Zixin back home in the future, and even letting her come back from abroad not long ago. His cousin, Mu Ze, went to take care of her. He could only stay lonely in the empty general manager's office of the Rock Group, dealing with the boring affairs day after day, and he missed that quiet, desolate and elegant woman more and more day by day. woman...

She was his poison, and there was no cure for it.

……

In the quiet ward, Luo Yuchen lay quietly on the hospital bed, with a faint sense of peace on his pale face, and a faint satisfaction as if he could finally sleep well after being tired for many years.

The comrades who came to visit Luo Yuchen had already been sent away by Deng Hao, until the last person disappeared at the end of the corridor, the door of the ward slammed lightly, and Bai Zixin sneaked into the ward, closed the door casually, holding his breath Walking to the hospital bed, the cold glazed eyes stared at Luo Yuchen.

Her mood has not recovered from the venting just now, so now, she is still a little excited, and her cold fingers have stretched out uncontrollably, slowly touching the man slightly Some thin cheeks, soft voice, "Luo Yuchen...why did you block that knife for me..."

The blood-stained clothes on Bai Zixin's body have been changed, and the clean white coat exudes a faint fragrance of tea that belongs to her alone. Luo Yuchen seems to have sensed something, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his cool fingertips moved. , as if looking for someone.

But Bai Zixin didn't realize that his mind was full of messy thoughts, and his fingers just paused on his warm cheek in a daze, "Actually, you don't know... At that time, I was just going to pick up the gun and kill him...you Why don't you even see the situation clearly, and just rush forward so recklessly? You can't have an accident..."

"why?"

There seemed to be someone asking by his ear, and Bai Zi was in a trance, thinking that he had hallucinations, and smiled wryly, "In the future, Han Han will eventually return it to you... When I kill He Jiahui, I'm afraid I'll have to sit here for the rest of my life." In prison, or even shot... Hanhan has no one to take care of him, and he is destined to return to the Luo family. If something happens to you now, do you want our daughter to lose her parents and become an orphan..."

"Why did you kill He Jiahui?"

It was still that broken but familiar voice, Bai Zixin knew that she seemed to be trapped in her own nightmare again, but this time, that ethereal and illusory voice made her feel a bit of warmth inexplicably,