If you don't want your mother to be killed here, let go of Ji Shiyu's body immediately! "
Father Lu grabbed his wife's hand, "It's all this time, why are you making trouble?"
Mother Lu broke away immediately, she sneered, "My son is neither a ghost nor a ghost, and his family is not like a family. What's the point of my life?"
"Dad, Mom, don't disturb him."
This was the first sentence the land bandit said after the young man left. His throat was broken, and every word had the smell of blood.
Mother Lu hurriedly coaxed, "Okay, mom and dad don't quarrel anymore, you put him down."
Father Lu also echoed, "Son, put Xiao Ji down, his posture will be uncomfortable."
Having said that, he held his breath with his wife, hoping that his son would come out.
My son is still young and has a long way to go, so he can't just lie down.
A few minutes later, Bandit Lu held the young man's arm and lowered it.
At this moment, two bodyguards stepped forward, one on each side restraining the employer.
Bandit Lu was severely dehydrated, and he had been destroying his body for the past few days. After a few struggles, he passed out.
When Bandit Lu woke up, his lover was buried in the ground, and all he could see was a cold tombstone.
Since then, Bandit Lu has never shown a desperate expression again. His life has become busy again. He eats in the company and lives in the company. Anyone who sees it will feel that he is consuming his vitality and does not want to live anymore.
Spring goes and autumn comes and spring comes back again, a year ends at the snap of a finger, and a new year arrives at the snap of a finger.
If there are no people and things worth stopping, a year is just two words.
Zhang Yiyi went to the company to find Lu Bandit, looking at him across a huge desk, "Time flies so fast, more than four years have passed in a blink of an eye."
The Lu bandit put the documents aside, "Is there a case?"
Zhang Yiyi said no, he took a sip of coffee and laughed at himself, "Didn't I get hit last year? I hurt my waist, and my dad clearly told me to continue working in the bureau, secretly not letting me do anything. Come on, I'm a jerk."
The land bandit said, "He's doing it for your own good."
"I know."
Zhang Yiyi put down the cup and put his hand on his forehead, "But I have hands and feet, so let me be a cripple, isn't this more uncomfortable than death?"
Bandit Lu sat deep in the leather chair, his face covered in smoke, his emotions blurred, "Is there someone who can't take care of him?"
Zhang Yiyi said something good, he blurted out, "I'm not Xiaoji..."
The words stopped abruptly, Zhang Yiyi almost bit his tongue, he really wanted to slap his mouth, he smiled stiffly, "Sorry."
Bandit Lu didn't change his face, it seemed that the surname and title had already made him unfamiliar, and he couldn't remember it.
Zhang Yiyi saw his old friend like this, not only was he not relieved, but he was even more worried. He said in a hoarse voice, "Lu Bandit, don't hold anything in your heart, it will cause problems."
The land bandit flipped the ashtray and wrote lightly, "What can I have to hold back?"
Zhang Yiyi said, "Let's have dinner together at night, it's been a long time since we got a table together."
Bandit Lu rubbed his brows, "Not tonight, I have dinner."
"Forget it, next time."
Zhang Yiyi patted his old friend on the shoulder, but he didn't say what he wanted to say. The words of comfort seemed pale in those days, and they are even more ridiculous now.
Once it exists, it will definitely engrave its imprint, it cannot be erased, it can only be eaten by time.
One night in April of the same year, Bandit Lu received a call from Zhang Yiyi. He said on the phone, Bandit Lu, I have no father.”
Bandit Lu glanced at the time, it was 3:50 in the morning, "What happened? Please speak slowly."
Zhang Yiyi was speechless, saying that his father fell and he couldn't be rescued from a cerebral hemorrhage, "He told me at night that he would cook me some dishes tomorrow for me to try, why is it so sudden? , so suddenly, I... I'm dreaming..."
Bandit Lu was sitting on the head of the bed, with Zhang Yiyi's cry in his ears. He found a cigarette case and threw one out, grabbed it, and lit it with a lighter.
He once vowed to quit smoking, but now no one cares about him, so let's go.
The land bandit was silent and vomited, and when one of them burned out, he went to light another one. He did not comfort Zhang Yiyi, because he knew that there was no way to stop Kong dàngdàng from what others said at this time.
The place is empty, the wind, rain and frost will occupy every corner, except for an inch of sunlight.
Every moment new life comes to this world, with expectation and laughter, and some people die, but only pain and tears.
The earth is always turning, and it will not stop for a minute or a second because of who is born and who leaves.
On the 13th, the Lu bandit returned to China to participate in the chapter