She was afraid that he would get lost, so she put so much money in his pocket. She exchanged her dignity and his incomprehension for it, but it was all for him.
But what did he do? He was the beggar she picked up, but when he changed his identity and forgot her, he made her a beggar. When he was in front of the noble master, she was
Work as his servant.
Compared to Su Zhetuo, is he even more of an asshole?
"I'm sorry, Lan, your Qing is a bad guy, to be honest." Arthur took Xiang Qing Lan's hand and put it on his face. There was a thick layer of calluses in the palm of her hand. You can see
It shows how hard her life is.
A drop of cold tears fell on Xiang Qinglan's hand, but she was still asleep.
Her world was full of deceit and betrayal, whether it was from Su Zhetuo or Yu Qing, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she could only let herself stay in the place where she felt safe. Only in this way,
Only then could she get close to her child, the poor child who had lost his life at birth.
"Lan, I love you and my baby. Whether he is here or not, I love him. I really love him so much."
A very soft light fell on them, and the man's green eyes were as clean as if they had been washed. He was not the business tycoon now, not the owner of the scary British castle, but a man, a lover.
silly man.
clear..
One day, another day passed, and Xiang Qinglan still showed no sign of waking up. She had been sleeping, breathing very peacefully, as if she was just sleeping, sleeping quietly, unaware of everything in the outside world.
She doesn't care, she doesn't care where she is now, and she doesn't care that there is a man who is losing weight rapidly because of her.
Arthur talked to her every day. He took good care of her and did everything himself. He wiped her body and gave her medicine. He never left the room except when necessary. Now everything
Nothing is as important to him as Xiang Qinglan. If there really is no Xiang Qinglan in this world, maybe he will go crazy as Fred said.
"Is it still like that? Yin Sa," Arthur sat on the bedside and carefully covered her with a quilt. He really wanted her to wake up, wanted her to hold his hand and call him to sleep, but she
But she has been unwilling to wake up and see him.
He has never left here, just staying with her quietly like this, and has forgotten how much time has passed between them. A person's life is only a few decades, and he wants to have a good life.
Love her and don't waste every minute and second of their time, but what if she doesn't give him a chance or gives herself a chance.
"Yes," Yin Sa nodded. That's why he kept saying that he was really powerless. He could cure her body, but he couldn't cure her heart.
"I know," Arthur lowered his eyes lightly, with a hint of deep pain hidden in his eyes, Lan, what should I do before you wake up, what should I do so that your heart no longer hurts?
He took a deep breath, and unbearable complexity suddenly appeared in his green eyes.
"Master, what should we do now? It's not a good thing for her to stay awake like this." Even if she doesn't eat for a long time, although she is maintained with nutrient solution, this is not normal after all. Now the master has lost a lot of weight.
He was dead, and so was she. He was really afraid that in a few days, she would still be alive, but the master would be dead.
Yin Sa, what's going on over there? Arthur raised his head, with a hint of thought in his green eyes. His hands just caressed Xiang Qinglan's fingers from time to time, and his hands were extremely gentle.
"Well, Fred is there. It's almost done. He'll be fine soon." Yin Sa nodded. He already knew what the owner was talking about without asking what the matter was. He was probably asking about that house. It was already completely
It's fine. It'll be fine in a few days. But does the owner really want to live there?
Arthur lowered his head again and said a few words, while Yin Sa just stood there and listened, remembering every word he said clearly.
Until Yin Sa walked out, Arthur still moved her slender fingers. He carefully put her hand back into the quilt, and then stretched out his hand to touch Xiang Qinglan's face with an extremely gentle force.
"Lan, let's go home, go back to our home."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and opened the safe that had been kept in this room. Inside was the most precious thing he brought from England. He took out the piece of clothing from it and took off his body.
A high-end suit, he put it on again. It was an extremely simple piece of clothing, but it was his treasure. No matter he forgot something or remembered something, these were his and he would not abandon them.
of.
From the moment he put on this dress, he was no longer Arthur Wyrie, but Qing. That Qing who was stupid but not a fool.
He reached out and opened the window, and suddenly the whole room became bright. Arthur belonged to darkness, but Qing belonged to sunshine.
His lips raised slightly.
Lan, I'm back.
In the Soviet-style CEO's office on the tenth floor, the CEO's secretary outside the door kept staring at the closed door. She put her hand on her chin, and there was a kind of understanding in her eyes.
Alas, she sighed. It was indeed a work machine with no human touch at all. Although he was very handsome, she still liked the vice president who kept smiling. He looked so gentle. Compared to
Their CEO is much better.
She lowered her head and was trimming her nails with pink nail polish. The work here was very easy. She was bored and could only look at her nails every day, because she didn't need to do anything big, she only needed to give to others.
Just open your mouth and smile.
"Hello, may I ask..." She showed a professional smile that she had just trained recently, with a standard eight teeth, but when she saw the person coming, she was just stunned for a moment.
"You are..." Her smile hung on her face, as if it was stuck with glue, and she kept this expression for a long time.
Inside, Yu Wenchen has been staring at Su Zhetuo, and he has been looking at him like this for a long time. Ever since Xiang Qinglan was taken away by that Arthur Huairui that day, he has been treating him like a monster.
looked at him.
He resisted the urge to ask about that matter, but in the end he could only forcefully hold back all the words.