There was an indescribable look of confusion in his green eyes at first, and then gradually and gradually a terrible wind and rain gathered, and finally began to break apart, and the air around him seemed to be solidifying, and it was so depressing.
It makes your chest feel tight.
Arthur's fingers gently caressed the photo, from the edge of the photo to the middle of the photo, from the woman's face to the man's face, that one was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
He is not Arthur Wyrie, he is Qing.
The woman who picked him up, the woman who gave him a name, and gave him everything, was her Lan.
"Lan..." His lips moved slightly, and it was a barely audible voice. It was low and hoarse, and seemed to contain endless sadness. The woman in the photo was smiling very much.
Gentle, the corners of her lips always seemed to be raised, smiling so innocently, but when did she stop smiling.
His fingers gently touched his forehead. The past scenes were like a movie, from blurry to clear, from far to near, from happiness to pain, everything seemed to be back, and he closed his eyes in pain.
She closed her eyes, and in the darkness, she seemed to be able to see who picked her up on that rainy day, who put her hand on his forehead, and the woman who she always couldn't see clearly, finally slowly...
Slowly and clearly.
As deep as it is in her soul, the memory of her existence can never be erased. His Lan, that is his Lan.
When he opened his eyes again, his fingers carefully caressed the photo, and there was a deep affection in his green eyes that could penetrate his soul.
"Owner,"
"Boss..."
Yin Sa and Fred shouted at the same time again, and Yi Ruo just stared at that man blankly, that man who was extremely powerful, cold-blooded and could put no one in his eyes.
The most noble man in this castle actually cried.
A tear fell quickly from his eyes, and before it fell to the ground, it began to break. It was a kind of deep sadness, and it was so sad that there was no way to recover.
He has never cried, no matter how injured or painful he was, he never cried.
However, this time, he could no longer endure the pain. His heart kept tightening. He had left her for so long, made her suffer so much alone, and even regarded her as a human being.
When he met the beggar, it was Lan whom he loved like his life. She was the woman he could not forget even if he forgot everything. The woman who carried newspapers for him, bought clothes, and even exchanged her dignity for everything.
How much more can she bear? And how much pain he has inflicted on her is already too much for her to bear.
"Boss," Fred let go of Yiruo, and Yiruo fell softly to the ground. Without Fred's support, she felt as if her bones had been ripped out, and she no longer had any strength to support her body.
.
"Qing..." Her lips trembled and she looked at the tears on the man's face. It was the first time she saw a man's tears. It was so sad and scary. His green
There was only deep pain in his eyes, and it seemed that he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe anymore, and his chest was rising and falling from time to time.
Yin Sa turned her face away. She really couldn't look at Arthur's expression like this anymore. The master was in more pain than he imagined. If he knew that he had a child, a child who had already suffered too much before he was born.
If you hurt a child too much, he might go crazy, but that child is no longer there.
What will they do, and what will the master do?
The master's feelings were very deep. No one could understand what it was like to be dependent on each other at that time. The master loved the woman miserably, and the woman also loved the master miserably.
However, he also suffered too much pain.
How much pain did she have to endure to stay here forever, and even to see with her own eyes how the master loved another woman? He gave that woman an identity, gave her love, and gave her everything.
However, what was given to her was only unchanging pain and longing. She had a child to support her. If it was gone, if lost, he already knew whether she could survive anymore.
That child was everything to her, really everything to her.
And he really couldn't imagine that the current master was in such pain. If he knew the suffering Xiang Qinglan had suffered, he might kill himself. She was working as a servant here and was being raped.
He bullied her and used her thin body to give birth to his child. But now, she doesn't even have a child anymore.
Fred looked at Yin Sa, and he shook the hand on his side firmly. He knew what he was worried about, and he was also worried about it.
Arthur suddenly hugged his arms and breathed violently like a wild animal. Such a sound shocked the people next to him. No one had ever seen Arthur like this. Pain, self-blame,
Despair. Everything made his whole person look extremely old. At this time, he was no longer the noble Arthur Wylie, but a man who wanted to kill himself.
He hated, really hated. He hated the car accident, hated himself for forgetting him, and hated himself for hurting him severely when they met again. She was the woman he loved as much as his life, and she was the love he depended on for life.
This feeling is really terrible. The pressure this man puts on people is too great, beyond everyone's expectation. It seems that his pain can completely infect others.
It's pervasive and suffocating.
A pair of big hands picked up the remaining piece of information on the ground. The man carefully folded it and placed it on his chest.
The crumpled piece of paper was pressed tightly against his heart. The piece of paper that Yin Sa thought had countless bacteria on it, the piece of paper that Wang Xiaolan had rubbed so many times, the only piece of paper,
It is also the most precious fact that will be missed by him. Such careful actions, such cherished actions.
His memory was restored. He was Arthur Wylie, and at the same time, he was also Qing. He was Lan's Qing, the silly Qing.
He stood up, and his bloodshot green eyes could no longer see the color of the past. There was only a faint green, green that seemed to be greener than black. He walked past Yi Ruo, Fred and Yin Sa.
Such a calmness almost froze the air and made them suffocate.
"Master, where are you going?" Fred shouted to his back.