The next morning, tanxiangyuan.

At breakfast, Joe always kept his face low, nibbling on toast, his clear face rippling with a ruddy luster.

Quietly raised her eyes, she gently said: "Lu Zhanshen... You are not allowed to treat me like that."

Lu Zhanshen naturally understood what she was referring to, but her black eyes were only half narrowed and her lips were tickled with a smile: "you don't want to treat me like that, don't you allow me to treat you like that?"

Joe stares at night. He's blocking him up again! What a nuisance

"Anyway, I don't want to... Not like that! Don't you feel dirty? "

Lu Zhanshen wanted to say something, but he choked it back. After all, she was a green girl. Those things were too much for her.

Convergence. It's time to converge.

Restraint, it's time for restraint.

But his little guy is like a lovely and delicate doll, as if the doll should be played with wantonly

He has to admit that last night, he was out of control and bullied him.

"Lu Zhanshen, do you think I look good?" Joe night suddenly changed the topic, hands gently holding chin, blinking clear eyes, fundus a look forward to.

Lu Zhan lifted his eyes and said with a smile, "well."

"What do you think about my face compared with those graphic models? I'm not inferior to them, am I

In particular, her eyes are vivid, clear and moist, which is her most satisfied place. In a word, it's very beautiful.

Lu Zhanshen's original mild complexion cooled down because of the sudden problem.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if threatening her and warning her.

But Joe didn't realize it, and then he asked tentatively, "if I go to be a graphic model in the future, it's very promising, isn't it? My face... "

The atmosphere condenses, Lu Zhanshen interrupts abruptly: "Joe is late."

Three cold words, that tone, that look, Joe immediately shut up.

Lu Zhanshen hooked his lips and said calmly, "if you dare, do you believe I break your leg?"

"Lu Zhanshen..." no waves of tone, but Joe shuddered at night, "I'm just casually ask, casually talk about..."

What is he doing? Scare people? I don't want to scare people like that!

Lu Zhanshen's face did not soften, but his voice was colder: "if you dare to fool around, even if I don't break your leg, I will deal with you."

Even if he is not in the entertainment circle or the model circle, he has seen enough of the activities behind his back, just at dinner.

It's a vat that ordinary people can't imagine. It's muddy, dirty and dirty.

So, when she said the word "model", he would be so resistant and angry.

At a fancy age like her, there are always expectations for stars, fans and even the circle. But it is this expectation that has harmed many ignorant girls?

His woman, such a pure and clean woman, can't have anything to do with that kind of place. Even if she wants to, she can't think about it!

At this moment, Joe regretted it. He regretted mentioning the topic and regretting it too. Shouldn't he have promised it for a long time?

Sigh, sigh.

It's a man who is extremely angry

With a slight sigh, Aunt Liu came out of the kitchen room and said, "it's really miserable. The whole factory has been burned. It's human life..."

"What's the matter, Auntie?" Joe looked up and asked, "is there a fire?"

"The big news on TV this morning was that a factory in the suburb of Jiangcheng caught fire. More than 100 people were killed and injured, and more than a dozen fire engines were used. Ah! Who can predict this natural and man-made disaster? "

Suburbs, factories, Joe's mind suddenly flashed somewhere.

However, she soon ignored the idea that it was impossible. How could it be? Zhou's factory is one of the largest in Jiangcheng. How can such a serious accident happen?

Lu Zhanshen stood up, his eyes focused on the thinking face, and his cold voice seemed to make people feel a little unhappy: "have you finished eating? I'll take you to school. "

"Oh." Joe packed his schoolbag and went out with Lu Zhanshen.

Along the way, there was silence. The atmosphere in the car was different from usual.

It seems that there is such a thin barrier, but no one took the initiative to pierce it.

....

Jiangcheng University.

As soon as she walked into the campus, Joe heard the voice that made her back cool.

"Hey, did you watch all the news this morning? Zhou Chuyan is finished now. He's afraid that he'll lose so many lives that he won't be able to pay for it! "

"It's not just a matter of life and death. Maybe he will go to jail! I heard that he was taken away by the police last night. His father seems to have cerebral infarction and is in hospital. I don't know if he can be saved

"Isn't it... So miserable?"

Hearing these words, the sole of Joe's feet seemed to have been leaded. He couldn't move a step. He was standing in the same place

Really?

It's really Zhou's factory!

A fire broke out in Zhou's factory, killing and injuring more than 100 people. Zhou Chuyan's father was rescued in the hospital

How could it be?

Some of the students who were talking over there found Qiao wanwan's figure and said with a smile: "some people really have foresight, so they are doomed. Zhou Chuyan had a bright future and was about to get engaged. Ah, I think it's really pitiful... "

Joe takes his eyes back and walks to the teaching building without expression.

Zhou Chuyan's accident and Zhou's factory's accident shocked her deeply. But what can she do? Even if Zhou Chuyan needs comfort and support at the moment, he will be accompanied by Fang Xiaoxi.

And the only thing she can do, the only thing she wants to do, is to pray for him in her heart. No matter how many things, it's not what she should do.

However, Qiao has not yet entered the classroom. His mobile phone is buzzing and shaking. It's Zhou Chuyan.

"Late... My father, he, he passed away last night, late... I, I really want to see you, can you come to me... Please, can you come?"

Uncle Zhou died?

Joe's fingers firmly hold the mobile phone, silent for a long time, then whispered: "sorry, I now..."

"I'm in the spirit hall, in the spirit Hall... Please... Come here, come with me, OK?" Zhou Chuyan cried. On the phone, he cried bitterly and bitterly.