beautiful waste

Lu Zhuoying watched Lu Xueyu leave, they seemed to have forgotten him again.These days, he has been living in sharp pain. A series of things made him suffer from nothing but pain.

At this moment, the sun shines on the lake, leaving him alone.He no longer has to rush home to cook, change Gu Manqing's clothes, force her to take medicine, hang out with her on the street, go crazy on the street...

He doesn't have to do anything.

Tired, numb, hard, nothing is needed.

He was alone.

Lu Zhuoying didn't feel any ease.

He was penetrated by an emptiness that was a hundred times larger than the pain. He was at a loss and lost his spiritual support, which was more terrifying than the pain.

As soon as he calms down, he will be tortured by the emptiness so much that he wants to hit the wall and die with Gu Manqing.He felt a little crazy.

Lu Zhuoying stood there with tears dry.

Yan Yiwei patted him on the shoulder: "Get in the car."

He didn't say where he was taking him, and he didn't ask.

The car drove to a private club. This place was remote, but unexpectedly it was very lively.The people who came in and out were all well-dressed people, some Lu Zhuoying had seen in Lu's house before, and they came in and out here.

The first floor is a card playing room and a dance hall, with fragrant clothes and shadows, and staggered cups of wine.The hall was covered with red velvet curtains, and a band was playing on a small stage.

Many dignitaries and rich men played in it, invited some female companions, and brought champagne desserts from time to time.

The second floor is a billiard hall and playground.There are dark rooms upstairs, the place is dimly lit, the winding paths are secluded, and the doors are closed, no one knows what is going on inside.

Suddenly a middle-aged man stumbled down the stairs and bumped into them while wiping his sweat.

Lu Zhuoying looked at it with both eyes, and it turned out to be a director of the foundation that old man Lu trusted very much.

But he showed no surprise, and no one knew him.

The two walked by the side of the hall, he just watched, didn't say much and didn't ask.

Yan Yiwei thinks this pair of brothers is very interesting.The elder brother is such an idiot who knows everything at a glance; the younger brother is so slick and smart.

However, with a hand on his shoulder, Yan Yiwei asked, "Do you want to dance?"

Lu Zhuoying said something at this time: "I won't."

Yan Yiwei smiled and took him to the back.

Passing through a winding corridor, he entered Yan Yiwei's private paradise.

It was a racecourse comparable to a manor, with a dense jungle and a circled horse track.

Going deeper and deeper, Lu Zhuoying looked at it dazedly, but Yan Yiwei didn't stop at the racecourse, and took him to another place.

They got into a convertible jeep and drove on the dirt road, Yan Yiwei threw a heavy bag behind.There were only the two of them in the jeep, but Lu Zhuoying felt cold, from head to toe.

He looked at the package at the back, but Yan Yiwei ignored him and drove the car directly into the depths of the dense forest.

On the vast and boundless hillside, several stacks of waste wood were piled up on the ground, and there were a few targets faintly erected in the jungle.Yan Yiwei threw down the bag, the mouth of the bag came loose, and a pile of cold guns poured out.

Long ones, short ones, thick ones, thin ones, some heavy ones, and some light pistols, all fell heavily to the ground.

Yan Yiwei took out a long-barreled scope rifle, pointed it at the target in the jungle, and held the grip on his shoulders. With a bang, the deafening gunshot almost shattered the eardrums, and the cold bullet casings burst out from one side.

The back force became the rhythm of the hunter instead, knocking down the standing targets one by one with a bang and bang.

Lu Zhuoying was right behind him, listening to the roaring gunshots until the empty shot was over.He was almost deaf, and the blood in his chest was rushing and roaring.He stood there blankly, Kankan just didn't crouch down with his head in his arms, and looked at Yan Yiwei with a pale face.

Yan Yiwei put an ordinary pistol in his hand: "Come on, shoot there."

"No, I dare not..."

As soon as Lu Zhuoying touched the ice-like thing, she was so frightened that she wanted to back away.

"Take it!" Yan Yiwei yelled at him.

"Imagine your enemy is there, beat him, kill him!"

Lu Zhuoying stared blankly at the thing in his hand, the factor in his blood boiled and screamed, every cell was agitating him, pick it up, kill them.They all deserve to be damned.

However, even if he killed them all, he couldn't get her back.

She will never come back.

His eyes were full of tears, but he still held the pistol tremblingly and did not let go.

The icicle is so icy, so cold, icy cold, and heavy as if it has life.

Blood boils in the brain.

Yan Yiwei didn't say anything, just hugged the stubborn and awkward child in his arms.Wrapping his shoulders with one hand, holding his hand with the other.The hands of the two were clasped together, and the scorching breath gushed against his ears.The smell of an adult male, mixed with the cold rusty air, enveloped him densely, making it impossible for him to breathe, as if submerged in the bottom of the sea.My mind was dizzy, and I only heard a bang, and the force of the impact made their chests go numb.He opened his eyes in horror to see the shadowy man in front of him collapsed.

They were all shooting at the range that afternoon.

Yan Yiwei personally taught him and taught him marksmanship.Yan Yiwei doesn't talk much, but Lu Zhuoying is smart and quick-witted, and he can learn it quickly.It was not good at first, but gradually got better.Lu Zhuoying shot there alone in a dull manner, and the intense and rapid gunshots exploded in the empty hillside, venting his dissatisfaction, sadness and pain.

The beating continued until the tiger's mouth was about to burst, and the whole arm was heavy and sore, unable to hold the gun, Yan Yiwei ordered him to stop.

Lu Zhuoying panted and looked back at him, her brows were dripping with water, and her cheeks were flushed.He looked at Yan Yiwei silently and calmly. From then on, he was a brand new person.

In the evening, the two ate in the club restaurant, just the two of them.

Lu Zhuoying was a little embarrassed at first, but Yan Yiwei didn't think of himself as an elder.It's just two ordinary people, Yan Yiwei and Lu Zhuoying, who have no background or history, and simply eat a meal.

Lu Zhuoying ate something novel and delicious that she couldn't usually eat, and stuffed it into her mouth.Yan Yiwei was ruder than him, eating like a robber, waving his arms, slaughtered the dining table clean.

After being full of food and drink for a while, Lu Zhuoying looked at the handsome and indifferent face of the man: "Why?"

"what why?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

Yan Yiwei was still swallowing the buns: "There's no reason, just do it if you want."

He's sitting in hell with him, and it's only in the nature of the animal that he picks up his own kind.

Lu Zhuoying smiled slightly, his washed-out face was shining, and he looked at this man with admiration.Even though Yan Yiwei has nothing to admire, he has saved him from fire and water many times.

It is useless for the two of them to talk too much, as long as they understand each other.

After that, Yan Yiwei brought Lu Zhuoying in and out of the club many times.Not only taught him to shoot a gun, but also trained him in horseback riding, billiards, golf...

Yan Yiwei is his teacher, and Lu Zhuoying is smart, the two of them go to some high-end places, and they are invincible.

When cooperating, it is usually a look. Needless to say, the other party can understand and cooperate tacitly.

Soon, Lu Zhuoying's name became popular in the circle. Unexpectedly, the third son Lu made his fortune not in the Lu family, but in Yan Yiwei's.

The battle between the Lu and Yan families became even more complicated and confusing.

Mr. Lu heard that Lu Zhuoying was fooling around with Yan Yiwei, this bastard, lived and lived in his house for nothing, and even abducted one of his sons!

And what about Lu Zhuoying?He originally thought that he was still obedient, and if he didn't cause trouble, he would use it for Lu Xueyu.Of course, his father and elder brother are unstoppable, but he has also been a little flustered for no reason recently. If there is an emergency, Lu Zhuoying will not be unable to use it, and it is good to add a layer of protection to Xueyu.

It's a pity that this scoundrel ran away with Yan Yiwei!

He didn't know who Yan Yiwei was?The recent anxious battle between the two sides, the newspapers and the media have been spreading everywhere. Is he stupid!

In a rage, Mr. Lu called Lu Zhuoying over with one phone call.However, it was still Yan Yiwei who was waiting for him. He followed behind Lu Zhuoying, as if he had a high opinion of his son.

The two entered the gate of his Lu family while talking.

Yan Yiwei respectfully said: "Old Lu, what's the matter?"