Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Shut up for me!" The knife once again poked on the back of Lu Xiao's hand, and a thin bloodstain had been drawn.

"Honestly, otherwise I'll kill you," is such a threat again, and Lu Xiaohua clenches her fingers firmly, blood has flowed from her fingers.

The person behind always kept the knife against her waist, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. The blood on the back of Lu Xiaohua's hand was no longer flowing, but it was a thin **** mouth, even the flesh on both sides They all turned up, and it looked like it was really shocking.

I don't know how long it has been, and almost no one can see anyone around.

It was getting darker and darker, and the street lights had begun to run around, until the person behind him opened a door and pushed her in strongly, and then found a bundle to tie her to the window.

"Woohoo ..."

Suddenly, Lu Xiaohua heard other people's voices. Is this human?

"Woohoo ..." the voice came again.

Then she heard a slamming sound, again a gong-like sound.

"Be honest to me, otherwise I will open your belly and poke out your intestines one by one. The flowers must be beautiful."

Lu Xiaohua suddenly felt an itch in her throat, and there seemed to be something in her stomach, which made her sick.

With a snap, the light was on, not a bright light, but it was enough to make a person who had not been in contact with the light for a long time, and his eyes were stabbed.

Lu Xiaohua quickly turned her face away, and her eyelids were stinging. It hurt until her eyes adapted to the light in front of her. Then she opened her eyes and saw that they were tied to her. It turned out to be Someone she knows.

Yang Ruolin, why is she?

And Yang Ruolin obviously saw her too, but her mouth was swollen and moved slightly, and it wasn't just the mouth that hurt, but also the wounds on her body.

A person with a hat and a mask came in. Lu Xiaohua was here to see the person who brought her here, what she looked like, not tall and very thin.

It should be a woman, but Lu Xiaohua really doesn't know who she offended. It seems that she has never offended anyone. Is it Xia Ruoxin's enemies before, but she is clearly Lu Xiaohua now.

The man finally tore off the mask on his face and dropped the hat on the ground.

This face is somewhat familiar, but Lu Xiaohua does not know where she has seen it, and her experience is telling her that if she feels this way, then it is probable that this person has known her before Yes, maybe Xia Ruoxin knew it.

But in her missing memory, there is still no such figure.

At this moment, she actually hated Gao Yi. Why did she want to be like this so that she did n’t even know who her enemies were, but then she only smiled bitterly. What does this have to do with Gao Yi, Wu The doctors have said that sometimes the patients' memories are not taken to take away, but to allow them to live well.

If there are no missing ones, she may not be in this world anymore.

"Xia Ruoxin."

Suddenly, the husky voice interrupted Lu Xiaohua's contemplation and made her heart almost refer to her throat. How did she know that she was Xia Ruoxin.

She felt that the back of her hand was a little more painful. She didn't know if it was because of a wound or because she was tightened by the rope.

With a snap, when she looked up, the woman's slap was already drawn on Yang Ruolin's face.

"Xia Ruoxin, why don't you know me?" She pulled out a slap again, and her laughter sounded terribly frightening, like chalk scratching the blackboard and scratching her nails across the table.

"Who are you?" Yang Ruolin's mouth was not wide at the moment when she was being fanned. In this sentence, her mouth that was already hurting was about to open.

"Who am I, who do you look at me?" The woman with a sandy voice put her head forward again, "I am your sister, sister, and she suddenly smiled," stern facial features, broken voice, Let Lu Xiaohua feel that there is some pantothenic acid in his stomach, and worse, he vomited.

"Why, you still can't recognize it?" The woman with a voice twitched her hair back, revealing a black and thin face, which could not find any beauty at all.

"Sister, you are really capable, you can survive, and you have cured your face, no wonder, no wonder," Xia Yixuan pointed to Yang Ruolin, and then to landing Xiaohua, "you are a group, yes You colluded and harmed me, lost my brother Li, made me homeless, and made me look like this ghost all of a sudden, "and at this point, she had already started shouting hysterically. .

She was crazy, fanning Yang Ruolin's face, and Yang Ruolin wanted to say that it wasn't, she wasn't Xia Ruoxin, she really wasn't, she was Yang Ruolin, but she could now whisper Nothing can be said beyond the voice.

The red lips painted by Lu Xiao were very tight at this time. She knew that this woman was Xia Yixuan. It was she who broke her legs and destroyed her face. She became Lu Xiao's painting, and she obviously made Yang If Ruolin becomes her, she can't say that Yang Ruolin is innocent. After all, she took Xia Ruoxin's identity, eating Xia's family, and spending Xia's money, calling her aunt Shen Yi. Now that she has reached such a point, no one can blame it To blame her is really greedy, to blame her is too greedy, to blame her to blame. Now that she doesn't understand everything about the Xia family, she has a greedy heart.

And would she tell if she was Xia Ruoxin, no, she shook her head, she wouldn't, everyone would sacrifice her life, and, even if she said, Xia Yixuan would let her go, would Yang Ruolin be let go? They were all tied to a rope at this time, and no one could escape. If they could escape, maybe they would all be dead.

Xia Yixuan should hate Xia Ruoxin the most. As for Lu Xiaohua, she has been regarded as an accomplice, so her existence is far from Yang Ruolin's.

Xia Yixuan threw Yang Ruolin a bit harder

"You took my Xia family's low yield. Now I spend my Xia family's money and eat my Xia family's meal. I am the young lady of Xia family. What do you think you are a dog thing?"

As long as she remembered, she hid in Tibet every day, she could n’t eat enough, and she was n’t warm. She was alive like a beggar. Every day she was afraid of being arrested, and she did n’t even dare to sleep. She didn't know how long she hadn't slept well. As soon as she fell asleep, she would remember that Chu Lu grabbed the knife and stabbed her, and then lived a life where people are not ghosts or ghosts.