Chapter 952 Is She Not Suitable for Love?

Lu Wenzhou: "Zhou Tao, what are you talking about?"

Tears welled up in Zhou Tao's eyes: "Yes, I am stupid. Are you satisfied? I just can't see clearly who is really good to me and who is deceiving me and taking advantage of me. Therefore, I am to blame for my current fate." Are you satisfied? Have you seen enough? If so, please leave."

But Lu Wenzhou held her wrist tightly, his voice was very low, and he stared into her eyes: "When did I see a good show?"

Zhou Tao seemed to have collapsed, her legs were weak and she fell to the ground, her face slightly raised to prevent tears from flowing down.

"I know you have always hated me, you can be happy, I will not interfere with your emotions, but what did I do wrong? Lu Wenzhou, I never knew that your grandfather used his critical illness to threaten you and me to get married, until the wedding day , I thought you were willing to marry me. If you really didn't like me, why didn't you tell me? Yes, I was wrong. My fault was that I fell in love with you. I shouldn't have liked you like this at all. A machine without emotions."

Lu Wenzhou half-crouched in front of her, not knowing what to say.

The rain continued outside, but Zhou Tao's tears finally fell.

All Zhou Tao's self-esteem and pride ceased to exist in front of him.

She shed tears in front of him, she lost.

She stood up, her steps staggering a little: "Whether you saw my joke or not, you can leave. I need to be alone now."

Lu Wenzhou remained motionless.

Zhou Tao's tears fell down like broken beads, and her voice trembled: "Please, leave quickly."

She didn't want him to see her in such a miserable state.

She was on the verge of collapse.

She just wanted to close the door and lick her wounds silently.

Lu Wenzhou finally stood up and left her house silently.

Zhou Tao got up with difficulty, walked to the bathroom, turned on the light, and the warm yellow light shone down from above. The man in the mirror looked so embarrassed, his eyes were red, his hair was wet, his clothes were wet, and his face was pale. , the expression is also very sad.

It was already early summer, but she felt cold, very cold. She stumbled to the bathtub, turned on the faucet, and then sat there. Her phone was placed on the stool, vibrating all the time, and her WeChat messages were unread. There are already dozens of WeChat messages.

Most of them come from Junling.

Zhou Tao sat there numbly and closed her eyes.

The water in the bathtub slowly rose, she took off her clothes and lay in it.

Wen Qiao called and she slid open the phone.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you leave early? Lu Wenzhou also left. Did something bad happen to you two outside?"

Zhou Tao tried hard to hold on to her desire to talk about her grievances, not wanting to make Wen Qiao unhappy or worried. She tried her best to say in a normal voice: "It's nothing, I just felt unwell after drinking some wine, so I Leave early."

Wen Qiao heard that she didn't want to say more and didn't force her.

"Then you go to bed early."

"Um."

The phone screen remained on the WeChat page. Jun Ling sent more than 20 WeChat messages. She didn't even bother to open them. She just put the phone back on the low stool beside her and closed her eyes. Hot water enveloped her whole body. She forced herself to forget. Everything about tonight.

She needs to be more determined and not fall in love.

She never wants to fall in love again in this life, maybe she should be single.