Chapter 1160: Broken mirror can not be rounded

For a dinner, Su father, Su mother, and Su Ye all happily ate. After all, Zhong Yang would mobilize the atmosphere to make people happy. Except for Su Mu, she was very quiet and did not eat a bowl of rice. Put down the bowl as much as possible and said it was full, and went back to the room.
In the middle of the night, Wan Lai was silent.
Su Mu couldn't sleep, she lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed, watching the dark and starless night outside the window, her emotions had never been so complicated.
She came down from the bed, stepped barefoot on the cold floor, and walked a few steps forward. She stood at the desk and quietly looked at the bottle of medicine on the table.
She just never thought of those incredible things before, but it does not mean that she is a fool.
Memories about Zhong Yang appeared a little bit in front of her eyes. She still remembered that when she first saw him, she was playing outside with Su Ye, and he walked over like that Laughter is like the warm sunshine shining in the early spring, it also makes people's hearts warm.
He touched her head and smiled and said, "I am Zhong Yang, and we will be neighbors in the future."
At that time, she just felt that he was simply beautiful. This big brother was really beautiful, and it felt very comfortable. It was completely different from her devil teacher.
Later, they gradually became familiar with him. He would also take her out to play, give her a birthday gift, and cover her in front of her parents when she broke into trouble because of playfulness.
He has been in her life for so many years, and a girl who has just opened her heart will be tempted by him, which is a matter of course.
She thought she knew him, but until now, only to find this man so strange.
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Su Mu closed her eyes and took a deep breath, not wanting to indulge herself in this repressive atmosphere, but she suddenly felt the wind chill and suddenly opened her eyes, and the surrounding environment had changed.
In the park at night, only a few street lights were faintly lit, but it was even more gloomy.
On the white bench was a man in a white medical uniform. He was holding a book in his hand. The light of the street lamp was softly sprinkled on his side face, and the silhouette of his side face was much softer and more charming. .
"You said, why have the heroes and heroines in the love stories from ancient times to the present always experienced so many sufferings?" He asked inexplicably, turning the book one more page in his hand, but did not look at her.
Su Mu forgot the surprise that he had come to the park from his room in the blink of an eye, and forgot the coldness of stepping on the cold ground with bare feet. She looked at the man who was in her life and was only wearing In a white suspender nightdress, she also forgot the coldness of the cold wind at night.
She did not answer.
He put the book named "Liang Zhu" on the chair, raised his eyes to look at her, raised his lips, and smiled easily as usual, "Because only through the love of suffering, can you appear more Very valuable."
"It's commendable..." Su Mu murmured these four words, her lips slightly moved, and somehow she suddenly wanted to laugh, and she said, "You are number 38."
Zhong Yang stood up, his long posture blocked some lights, and his shadow was dragged long, covering her figure as if darkness covered her.
He asked: "Don't you call me Xiaobai?"
"You are Zhong Yang, No. 38, Xiaobai... Such a simple and popular name, forget it."