Ch. 164 - A Superb Psycho!
"What's wrong? Do you know him?"
The smile on Song Junzhu's lips instantly vanished.
Zhang Yue gripped her phone tightly, her gaze heavy as she stared at the rearview mirror. Her indifferent eyes startled the driver!
In the driver's mind, countless vicious assault incidents instantly appeared. Finally, with a trembling hand, he turned on a song.
[Gently, gently knock on the sleeping soul, slowly, slowly open your eyes...]
'Big sister, don't die in my car!!!'
The driver tried to make Zhang Yue feel his sincerity, and Zhang Yue indeed felt it.
The sound of the music brought Zhang Yue back to her senses.
She lowered her eyes, her fingers twisting the corner of her clothes in conflict. Finally, she said, feigning ease.
"I don't know him. I was just put off by the name."
"No wonder you didn't tell me his name. So it's because the name is not pleasant to hear."
Zhang Yue's hands were trembling slightly.
'It can't be, right?'
It can't be Lu Xing, right?
This place is vast. Isn't it normal for there to be a few people with the same name?
It can't be Lu Xing.
It definitely can't be!
Zhang Yue gritted her teeth and forced a smile that was uglier than crying.
She had known Lu Xing for so many years at the hospital, almost watching him grow up.
She had watched Lu Xing from a green and silent look to his current sunny and cheerful look.
The long road Lu Xing had walked in between, she couldn't imagine.
Zhang Yue had always followed the principle of not getting too involved with patients or their families.
But Lu Xing was too pitiful at that time.
She had also asked Lu Xing if he wanted to borrow some money to use first. This completely violated her usual medical principles.
But at that time, Lu Xing had shown a smile and said easily.
"It's okay, Dr. Zhang. My novel is written very well. I've already gotten a lot of manuscript fees."
Lu Xing was unwilling.
Zhang Yue didn't ask any more.
But she had never really believed that Lu Xing would be earning money through such a ridiculous profession as writing novels.
Writing novels is a dead end.
And now...
What profession Lu Xing was in, it seemed the answer was about to be revealed.
Zhang Yue lowered her head. A sense of helplessness almost drowned her.
She was afraid it was Lu Xing, and also afraid it wasn't.
"What's so unpleasant about it?"
Song Junzhu immediately retorted when she heard this. She thought the name was quite pleasant.
However...
Zhang Yue had been silent for a little too long just now. An intuition guided Song Junzhu to ask.
"You really don't know him?"
Song Junzhu had grown up with Zhang Yue, so she had infinite trust in her.
But now, even she herself didn't know why she had suddenly asked such a question.
Zhang Yue tried hard to return her emotions to normal and said with a forced, calm smile.
"I don't go looking for ducks. How would I know him?"
"Oh, I see." Song Junzhu didn't ask any more.
But Zhang Yue was a little hesitant. She thought for a moment, then still said.
"Your man, how old is he?"
"Last time I asked if he was a male university student, you didn't say anything."
Song Junzhu was silent for a moment, finding it a little hard to say.
"He'll be nineteen this summer vacation."
"But when we first met, he was definitely an adult. I certainly wouldn't do something so beastly."
'It's over.'
A bolt from the blue!
Zhang Yue leaned back on the seat in despair and said with a dry laugh.
"You're also eating well."
"How did you two get along before? Let me hear if there are any problems in your relationship."
Song Junzhu was a little strange.
She had thought Zhang Yue would berate her for being a cradle robber.
But to have someone to share her thoughts with was also a kind of stress relief for Song Junzhu's long-suppressed heart.
"The first time I met Lu Xing was in a quiet bar."
"That day, the news of Sun Ainan refusing the marriage and running abroad was known by everyone. My parents, younger brother and sister all sent me messages, their comfort mixed with sarcasm. I got annoyed, so I turned off my phone and went to that quiet bar to drink."
"Halfway through, I saw the resident singer in the quiet bar changing shifts. The one who came down looked a little like Sun Ainan, so I beckoned him over."
Zhang Yue took a deep breath. "And then you cursed at him?"
"I gave him a punch."
Zhang Yue completely collapsed. "He didn't call the police?"
"I gave him a lot of money." Song Junzhu had been driven mad by the news of the refused marriage at that time. It was already good that she had only given Lu Xing a punch.
"He was originally very angry, but after I gave him the money, he smiled, and then he carried me to a room upstairs."
Zhang Yue swallowed. "Do I need to fade to black?"
"What's there to fade to black?"
Song Junzhu let out a light laugh.
"He took off my high heels for me, removed my makeup, and finally placed me on the bed and covered me with a quilt."
"He saw that I couldn't sleep, so he leaned against the bed and sang me a song."
The corners of Song Junzhu's mouth lifted slightly.
From that day on, she had hired Lu Xing.
At that time, was it really because she hated Sun Ainan's face, or was it because she was really touched by Lu Xing's heart?
To say "love at first sight" is too frivolous.
So when Lu Xing asked for a reason, Song Junzhu chose the former reason.
But Song Junzhu had never expected that to tell one lie, you have to tell countless lies to cover it up.
Since she had hired Lu Xing to get revenge on Sun Ainan, then how to get revenge?
Song Junzhu felt that she and Lu Xing were like they were in a competition.
She didn't want to be the first to say "love," but she couldn't really hurt Lu Xing either.
She could only turn a blind eye to Lu Xing wearing thick layers of clothes inside every time and silently turning down the air conditioning temperature in a cowardly way.
"I hit him."
Zhang Yue's eyes widened in disbelief.
She had thought that Lu Xing was at most taking care of Song Junzhu's life. But Song Junzhu actually hit people???
Holy f*ck!
Zhang Yue swallowed back all the words she had originally wanted to say to set the two of them up.
She knew Song Junzhu's mental state best.
If Song Junzhu could calmly hurt herself, of course, she could also calmly hurt others.
Fuck!
Zhang Yue frowned, remembering that she had occasionally seen injuries on Lu Xing's face before.
She had asked Lu Xing, and his answer was that he had been playing around with classmates at school and was injured by something.
It was just a few times, so she didn't pay much attention.
But thinking about it now...
Could it be Song Junzhu's handiwork?
Zhang Yue's whole body went numb. An indescribable sense of guilt almost drowned her.
Ever since she had discovered that Song Junzhu's mental state had improved after she had sponsored that duck, she would send Song Junzhu some things to spice up a little couple's fun from time to time, such as bells and the like.
They weren't all used on Lu Xing, were they?
She had thought that Song Junzhu was stabilizing her emotions by being in a relationship, but now, listening to the way Song Junzhu described their relationship, could it be that she was venting her emotions by hitting people?
After hanging up the phone.
Zhang Yue's heart was a complete mess.
Yes.
She really hoped that Song Junzhu's spirit and life could get better and better.
But.
What if the price was sacrificing Lu Xing?
Zhang Yue irritably messed up her well-done hairstyle, only feeling that her head was so messy it was about to explode!
'It's Lu Xing.'
That person is Lu Xing.
The person who had been tortured by Song Junzhu for so long, who had been called a duck by her for so long...
Is Lu Xing!
In Zhang Yue's mind, Lu Xing's performance at the hospital appeared. He always seemed to be so lively and positive.
But what was he really like in his heart?
That day she had asked Lu Xing where he planned to go after graduation. Lu Xing had said he was going to Tibet, that the altitude there was high and the oxygen was thin. Once a person is short of oxygen, they think less.
At that time, Zhang Yue had thought Lu Xing was joking.
But.
"What if he wasn't joking?"
Zhang Yue was a medical student and had many friends in psychiatry.
What if...
What if Lu Xing could only relax his heart through this simple and crude physical method?
Song Junzhu is a psycho.
Is Lu Xing's mental state normal then?
"Big sister, if you park any longer, the traffic police are going to give me a ticket."
The taxi had already arrived near the mansion a long time ago.
It was just that Zhang Yue's mind was too chaotic, so she had been sitting in the car organizing her thoughts.
"It's okay. I'm fine now."
Zhang Yue took out a few red banknotes from her bag and gave them to the driver.
"Thanks."
Click.
The car door closed.
Zhang Yue steeled her heart and entered the mansion.
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