In the early morning, Wu Nai walked to the door of the study and his steps froze.

The door is open and the lights are spread all over the study. If you hadn't witnessed Lu Zichu's study with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine how amazing a private library he had in his study, like a small library, with a wide range of views that was breathtaking.

Several years ago, A Sheng loved books and was so tight in his studies, she could read nearly half of the books in Wangjiangyuan. She said that when she was free, she would read books, a pot of tea, and a ray of sunshine. If it shone on those ink marks, even the handwriting would become very warm.

After several years, he would hand over all the property and decoration matters to others. Only everything in the study, from bookshelf to small books, was paid by him carefully.

He warned himself that he did all this not because of Gu Sheng, but it cannot be denied that no matter whether she is here or not, she only influenced him the most...Brah...

Wu Nai stopped because Lu Zichu was sitting on a rattan chair in a corner of the study, with his side profile tightly. Looking at the books occupying a wall, his deep eyes were no longer as gentle as he had when treating A Sheng before, but instead condensed with a cold cold.

Lu Zichu showed this expression. Wu Nai had witnessed Niobium with his own eyes many years ago.

2011 is coming to an end, and Lu Zichu forced an American businessman of his age to destroy his family.

That day, Wu Nai heard that Lu Zichu was sick and came to see him at home. When he walked to the door of the master bedroom, he happened to hear him talking on the phone.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't say it. I'll chop up a finger first and tell him that if I want him to die, it's easier than stepping on an ant, and I'll spend it with him slowly."

Wu Nai was stunned at the door, and once suspected that he had auditory hallucinations. Lu Zichu in his memory was not like this. He was a genius in the criminal law field. He could even treat death row prisoners fairly. From time on, he actually tried the law with his own body and challenged his bottom line. He was so cold and numb?

Through the gap in the door, he saw the pale and beautiful man. After hanging up the phone, the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold and ruthless and sinister.

It was also at that time that Wu Nai realized that under Lu Zichu's seemingly calm and self-controlled appearance, there was actually a desire that had been suppressing for years. That desire was called: violence.

Now this chilling sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth again. Who is it targeting this time? Why did he smile so coldly, but there was a deep sadness and despair in his eyes?

Wu Nai walked into the room and looked over Lu Zichu's gaze. The wall was filled with books: Tagore's complete set of Chinese and English, Jin Yong's series of novels, and Dream of Red Mansions' collection of books...

Lu Zichu rarely reads such books. Wu Nai clearly remembers that A Sheng used to like reading Tagore's books.

Wu Nai didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw Lu Zichu like this, he felt shocked and heartbroken.

Lu Zichu's face was dazzlingly white under the light, almost pale. When he heard the footsteps, he glanced at Wu Nai. It was this time that the smile on the corner of his mouth began to rise. It seemed that what Wu Nai looked at before was all hallucinations.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Lu Zichu asked.

Wu Nai walked to the opposite side of him and sat down: "I just drank the coffee made by Aunt Xue, but now I don't feel sleepy."

Lu Zichu leaned on the rattan chair and said, "Aunt Xue's coffee is really refreshing."

Wu Nai lowered his eyes and smiled. Lu Zichu used to not drink coffee. In recent years, he rarely touched tea, but instead drank a lot of coffee for work. Now Lu Zichu's research on coffee beans is far better than him.

"You seem to be in a bad state of mind. Don't you plan to make up for your sleep?" Wu Nai looked at him. Lu Zichu's complexion was not just bad. It can be seen that he hadn't slept well for several nights.

"Wait for a while, A Sheng fell asleep, I'll sleep again." Lu Zichu said, seeing Wu Nai was about to smoke, he leaned over and reached out to take it away: "This house will be banned from now on."

Wu Nai doesn't necessarily have to smoke, and he doesn't have that much addiction to smoking. Seeing Lu Zichu like this, he knew who he banned smoking and didn't say much.

After sitting for a while, I looked up at the wall clock time, and it was already five o'clock in the morning.

When Wu Nai got up, he sorted out his clothes: "I'm back and come to see A Sheng with Shi Tao tonight."

"Sleep here and then leave." Lu Zichu also stood up.

While walking towards the door, Wu Nai turned around and said to Lu Zichu: "There is another surgery in the afternoon that I need to take the lead. I will go there now and take a nap in the hospital for a while. I'm afraid I'll be busy all day today."

"Please drive." Wu Nai is now the deputy director of the hospital. If he can get him to take the surgery personally, he is afraid that the other party's condition is very difficult, so Lu Zichu will stop him again.

Wu Nai signaled Lu Zichu to stay, "You should take a break quickly. Take A Sheng to the hospital when you have time. I will check her body. She is too thin and I feel uncomfortable when I look at her."

"Should you wait for two more days!" If she didn't want to, how could he force her over?

Lu Zichu stood in front of the second floor floor window, watched Wu Nai drive away, and then turned back.

It was not like Wangjiangyuan. The house was too big, so everything sounded like a lot in the early morning and it seemed empty. He looked at the shadow he threw on the carpet and smiled expressionlessly.

The shadow reflected off the other side, as if it was a hole, and he couldn't fill it up no matter how much he filled it.

The smile was destined to not be able to condense on the lips for a long time. I carefully opened the door. In the brightly lit bedroom, there was no A Sheng on the bed.

Lu Zichu's face changed, she walked straight to the edge of the bed, glanced around, and finally set her eyes on a corner of the bedroom.

When I looked at it, my eyes were shocked.

A Sheng curled up in the corner, his face buried on his knees, and his long hair was scattered from the side of his face and hung on the carpet.

The indoor heating is suitable, so there is no need to worry that she will be frozen. It can be seen that she is sleeping well. How many times does it take to fall asleep so hard to maintain such a posture naturally?

The fist hanging beside him was clenched unconsciously. Lu Zichu stood there like a bamboo standing in the wind, with her gums bleeding and she felt unconscious of pain.

Gu Sheng, how could you cramp yourself to such a field?

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