There's No Antidote for Love Chapter 17: Resurrection from the Dead

Outside the open door, the woman's footsteps faded away.

Lu Zhiyao could almost imagine that she did not hesitate, even with a somewhat urgent appearance.

She is so eager to escape from herself, just for the bastard she was born with!

A tyranny emerged in the man's heart, and he quickly got out of bed, trying to chase out and drag the damn woman back and humiliate her severely.

But after that?

She will still walk without nostalgia!

The man's footsteps stopped instantly and kicked the glass coffee table before turning over.

"Thud-"

The tea table overturned to the ground, the glass became torn apart in the impact, and the splashed fragments pierced his calf.

But he didn't seem to feel pain, his chest fluctuated violently, and his ears couldn't help echoing with two voices.

One is the sentence that Shen did not sleep when he left; The other is that four years ago, she and Shen Chuyu were in their wedding bed, discussing how to accidentally kill him and inherit his property.

The voices were intertwined and almost burst his head!

The man growled, swung the low stool aside and hit the wall.

The housekeeper has not slept, because Shen did not sleep, he always pays attention to the movement of the master bedroom.

When he heard footsteps, he walked out of the room and watched Shen sleepless leave with his own eyes. I thought his young master would be safe when the scourge was gone.

But who knows, there was a violent crash in the room.

He hurriedly came to the door: "Less..."

The precious oil painting hanging on the wall was swung down by a man, and the picture frame fell in front of the housekeeper's foot, almost hitting his toes.

"Master!" The housekeeper exclaimed.

However, Lu Zhiyao did not respond. Like an irrational beast, he wantonly destroyed all the "enemies" he saw in front of him.

The housekeeper thumped in his heart and rushed to the guest room.

"Doctor Bai!" He smashed the door wildly.

White mat rubbed his sleepy eyes and came out. "What's the matter?"

In order to prevent Shen's sleepless illness from changing, Bai Xi did not leave, but lived in the guest room of the villa.

"Young master disease, is smashing things in the room! You quickly bring a sedative and follow me!" Housekeeper nasty track.

Bai Xi's drowsiness disappeared instantly. He took out the sedative from the medicine cabinet and came to the master bedroom with the housekeeper.

The two exchanged a look at the door. Like training countless times, the housekeeper rushed up and forcibly hugged Lu Zhiyao's body.

While he was under control, Bai Xi quickly shot, rolled up his sleeve and plunged a needle into the blood vessel.

Cold liquid poured into the blood, Lu Zhiyao seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, frantically cast off the housekeeper and punched the white seat.

One second before hitting his face, his fist suddenly tilted and flew over his side face.

The man lost his strength and fell to the ground.

The housekeeper got up, regardless of the pain on his body, and joined hands with Bai Xi to help him to bed.

He gasped, scarlet eyes gradually appeared clear, but the body was still unable to work because of the medicinal properties.

"Young master, do you feel better?" Asked the housekeeper softly, standing by the bed.

Lu Zhiyao gasped for a few more breath, his chapped lip moved slightly, and his voice was inappropriately hoarse: "Send her a car, she is reluctant to take a taxi."

"What?" The housekeeper stared big eyes in disbelief, suspecting that he had auditory hallucinations.

When the young master regained consciousness, he was not concerned about his own situation, but about the woman?

He would like to ask, what's so good about Shen sleepless? It's worth remembering for so many years!

But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

"Yes, young master." He agreed, turned and walked outside the door, as if he were going to send a car, but he had no intention of doing so at all.

When the butler disappeared from the door, the white mat quickly walked to the bedside, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a white medicine bottle inside.

He poured out the pills and counted them carefully. His face suddenly became very ugly.

No wonder he suddenly lost control, and there was no shortage of medicine in it, which showed that he had not taken any medicine at all recently!

The other side.

Shen did not sleep tightly close to the neckline of his pajamas, step by step away from the villa.

It has not rained in the sky, but the wind still carries a trace of cold water vapor, hitting the face like a knife.

It's cold and painful.

This area belongs to the Lujia family. The villa in Luzhiyao is located halfway up the mountain. There is only one winding mountain road that can go down the mountain. On both sides of the road are pure natural forests. No one knows what is in it.

Don't say it's midnight, even during the day, Shen Sleepless won't go in

She walked down the quiet and deserted winding mountain road.

She knows this road very well. Four years ago, she passed it countless times.

Only at that time, she was sitting in a car in Lu Zhiyao, unlike now, she had to walk down the mountain.

Sadness is only for a moment. She didn't let herself immerse herself in self-pity, patted her face stiff by the wind, forced her spirits, and accelerated the speed of going down the mountain.

She vaguely remembered that there was a bus stop on the road near the foot of the mountain.

Although she has never been in a bus there, she has seen the stop sign when she passed by before.

Shen Weimian spent nearly 40 minutes by the dim halo of the street lamp and finally reached the foot of the mountain.

Both sides of the foot of the mountain are full of roads. Looking around, there are no people and no traffic on the road. It is so quiet that Shen Sleepless can only hear the sound of his asthma.

"It seems to be over there." According to her memory, she walked to the left for two or three minutes, but still didn't see the shadow of the platform.

She couldn't help frowning: "Did the platform tear down? Or am I wrong?"

It is not impossible, after all, it has been four years since she passed the platform last time.

Four years can make a person unrecognizable, let alone a dead thing?

Shen Weimian smiled wryly and was about to move on. Suddenly, a cold and urgent wind came head-on, which made her almost unable to stand.

His thin body shook left and right, grabbing the trunk on one side in a mess, barely keeping his balance.

The wind lifted her hair, like a whip slapping her face, Shen sleepless some can't open his eyes.

The sound of cars whizzing past sounded in my ears, followed by a sharp brake sound.

The car that had driven away from her backed up.

The high wind also passed at this moment. Shen did not sleep to loosen his hand and tidy up his messy hair. At the same time, the corner of his eye quickly swept past the black Maibakh parked beside him.

The license plate is strange, she doesn't know it.

Only one look, Shen sleepless took back the line of sight, just want to leave.

The window of the driver's seat suddenly rolled down half, and a warm sound like wind floated out of the carriage.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?"

Shen Weimian was stunned, and his heart pulled up a warning: "No..."

If you refuse, you get stuck in your throat when you see the familiar face in the window.

After staring deeply at the people in the car for a long time, she slowly spit out two words: "Brother?"