Chapter 64 The popular actor lifted my skirt 15
Luo's mother committed suicide by cutting her wrists. The wound on her hand was not deep, only cutting the superficial skin, and the blood coagulated into a red mark.
Luo's mother resorted to self-harm to force the son she had raised for many years, which put Luo Xing in a dilemma and made him afraid to gamble.
That day in the ward, Luo's mother held his hand and spoke earnestly.
"Xiao Xing, don't blame me for being cruel. You're the only child in our Luo family, and my wish is to see you get married, start a family, and give me a big, fat grandson."
Luo's mother paused and said
"It's not that Mom is being feudal, I just don't want you to be criticized by the villagers for the rest of your life. Liu Zichen is a businessman who knows how to manipulate people. How can you outsmart him? He likes you now, but can you be sure that he won't get tired of you in three, ten, or twenty years? Will his family accept him marrying another man?"
Luo Xing's mother's words were like a bucket of cold water, chilling him to the bone.
"Xiaoxing, it's time to eat"
Luo's mother knocked on the door cautiously. Luo Xing answered, composed himself and went out.
Luo's mother wiped the water off the dishes with a cloth and handed it to Luo Xing.
"Xiaoxing, how many days will you stay at home?"
"Leave tomorrow morning"
"Won't you stay a few more days?"
"mom…"
Luo Xing hesitated to speak, and his mother guessed what he was going to say next and deliberately changed the subject.
"Hey, Lao Luo, bring me the dried radish I dried."
Luo Xing refused to give in, but was interrupted by Luo's mother.
"Mom...I"
"Stop it! I won't agree to it."
Luo's father came out of the kitchen holding a small jar. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he pulled Luo's mother's sleeve and signaled her to speak less.
Luo's mother rolled her eyes at him irritably and shut her mouth.
Two fathers and sons, neither of them is worry-free
Luo Xing found the food tasteless and put down his chopsticks after only two bites.
Fingers clasped nervously under the table, Luo Xing sighed and decided to speak out.
"Mom, do you remember when I was burned by alcohol during my sophomore year?"
When this matter was suddenly mentioned, Luo's mother was confused.
"At that time, my roommate was cooking hot pot in the dormitory with an alcohol lamp. A spark fell on my bed and instantly ignited a raging fire. I rolled on the ground in pain. My roommate saw this and fled the dormitory. Finally, a junior student bravely rushed into the fire to rescue me. As a result, he suffered burns on his back and needed skin grafting treatment."
"That senior is Liu Zichen."
When talking about this, Luo Xing's lips trembled with pain, and a huge sense of guilt overwhelmed him.
Liu Zichen was never good at speaking, and even after saving him, he never told him. Later, when the two were together, he found a large scar on Liu Zichen's back. After asking, he found out that the hero of the dormitory fire was his bedmate.
He was planning his future and when he would leave.
My thoughts came to an abrupt halt, replaced by a dull pain in my heart, like swallowed poison, the effect of which lingered, and as long as I was awake, I would not have peace.
Luo's mother was completely dumbfounded, her tone was full of disbelief, and she subconsciously denied it.
"Impossible, he doesn't want to die?"
Luo Xing suddenly choked up and tears welled up in his eyes
"Mom, I want to find him."
The room was silent. Luo's mother put down her chopsticks and said nothing.
After a long time
She seemed to have compromised, and took out a few tissues to wipe away the tears on Luo Xing's face. At that moment, she seemed to have aged a dozen years.
"Go, say sorry for your mother."
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Under Li Chuan's "seduction", Jiang Zhi moved into Li Chuan's house with a lot of bags that night.
On the washbasin, a small pink cup takes up a place, and the closet is filled with pretty little dresses.
Li Chuan was obsessed with beauty and could not extricate himself. From then on, the king stopped attending court in the morning and was in a semi-retired state.
So his female fans called out to Jiang Zhi on Weibo every day, asking her to let Li Chuan out to film.
Jiang Zhi looked at the big head moving back and forth in his arms, looking very innocent.
It’s really not that I don’t allow it!
"It's still early, sleep a little longer"
Li Chuan's voice was low and magnetic when he woke up early. He put his big hands around Jiang Zhi's waist to prevent her from leaving, and rubbed her nose against her ear.
Jiang Zhi pushed his big head away in disgust, but he stuck to her again.
“I have a shoot today.”
Jiang Zhi placed a kiss on Li Chuan's lips, rubbed his hair, and got up to wash.
Sister Tang took on an advertising endorsement for a luxury cheongsam, and the studio was packed with staff.
"Sister Zhi, have a cup of coffee to wake up."
Yi Qingqing handed Jiang Zhi a glass of iced American coffee and stood by to help her tidy up her clothes.
After putting on makeup, Jiang Zhi went into the fitting room and changed into a cheongsam.
The turquoise cheongsam is full of charm, and the waist is pinched to make it slender. The charm of the cheongsam is displayed in restraint, subtlety and gentleness.
The small stand-up collar wraps around the slender neck, the smooth lines with contours fit closely to the upright body, and the slit hem sways with the light steps, appearing delicate, elegant, gentle and graceful everywhere.
Wearing a cheongsam and holding a flower folding umbrella, looking back, the world is filled with fragrance
The shooting process went smoothly. Jiang Zhi's every frown, smile, and gesture were full of charm and grace. Any shot of her was a beautiful portrait.
The photographer praised her repeatedly. Jiang Zhi had already brought out the beauty of the cheongsam to the fullest without his instructions.
The shooting process went very smoothly and ended with the photographer's OK gesture.
Jiang Zhi took off her cheongsam and put on her old man's shirt.
The joy of getting off work is incomparable. Jiang Zhi bought a few bunches of sunflowers and planned to give them to a jealous and stingy person.
Speak of the devil, and he'll appear. Lichuan's message pops up.
【Have you finished filming? I’ll pick you up】
Jiang Zhi replied with an OK kitten emoji, sent the location, and stood quietly by the roadside waiting.
A black car appeared silently behind Jiang Zhi, and slowly stepped on the accelerator with the tip of its toes. With the roar of fuel, the car rushed towards Jiang Zhi, the speed was so fast that it raised a cloud of dust.
【Host, be careful! 】
Xiaobai screamed in space
Jiang Zhi turned his head and saw the car coming at him. His pupils shrank slightly and he dodged to the side swiftly.
The car passed by Jiang Zhi!
With a sharp brake sound, the car turned around and continued to crash into Jiang Zhi!
It wasn't an accident! It was actually intentional homicide!
Jiang Zhi didn't have time to worry about who he had offended. He strode to the flower bed and dealt with the car.
The car couldn't crash into the flower bed and had to stop.
A man wearing a mask got out of the driver's seat. Despite the scorching weather, he was wearing a large work jacket. He was thin and tall, and you could vaguely see his chestnut-brown hair under his hat. His skin was cold and pale, and the corners of his eyes were upturned.
Jiang Zhi felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
But this was not the time to think, because the man was running towards her quickly with a big hammer in his hand.
Jiang Zhi didn't dare to hesitate, turned around and ran, with the footsteps behind him chasing closely.
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