070: How much pain was she feeling at that time (5000+) 069: I’ll tell you what I’m saying. (⊙o⊙)…
"Is there no other way?" Helianze looked up reluctantly and looked at Si Lan's back. She was so smart that she would definitely have a way to save Lan Yunsheng. "You must have a way to help him, right?"
Silan stopped and turned around with an expressionless face and stared at him coldly for a long time. "I remember someone told me that if you get someone else, you will lose someone else's life, but who can fight for his own life?"
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He Lianze's eyes were startled, his pupils were a little astigmatic, he lowered his head and murmured to himself: "I am lucky to get him, but I will lose my life, but who can fight for his own life... Can't fight? Really can't fight.
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After repeating it several times, he suddenly raised his head and said in a determined tone: "I still want to fight if I can't win."
Everyone will become paranoid when they encounter feelings, almost crazy paranoia. Slan nodded thoughtfully, turned his back to him, and took a deep breath: "The only way is yourself."
After saying that, she strode into the room and closed the door ruthlessly, no longer waiting for him to ask questions. She leaned her back gently on the door, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the ceiling.
I don’t know if this is right or not. I know that there will be no good results between them, but I still wake up Helianze. Is this really good?
But she really couldn't bear to see Helianze lose such a relationship. No matter whether it's a man or a woman, everyone has to meet someone when they are young and fall in love with someone until they are scarred.
When you are covered in blood and have suffered enough from love, you no longer dare to give your feelings freely.
"Lan Yunsheng, don't hurt Helianze, don't let me lose my last bet on love."
Helianze stood in the living room for a long time, his eyes full of confusion, unable to understand what Si Lan's words meant.
Why does Si Lan say that he is the only one who can save Lan Yunsheng? What can he do for him? Besides drinking with him...
What else can you do?
He Lianze bit his lip. He didn't know how long he had to think about it. He couldn't figure it out anyway. He was worried about being a pervert. Don't pay so much for Qin Xin. It wasn't worth it. Even if Qin Xin was pregnant with a perverted child, it wasn't worth his efforts...
That is a lifetime of happiness!!!
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Lan Yunsheng has been staying in the hospital, staying beside Qin Xin's bedside, never leaving. Although he has changed into clean clothes, he has never rested. His expression is particularly haggard, and the tiredness cannot be concealed between his eyebrows, and even
Even his lips were pale.
Qin Xin opened her eyes, her hands immediately fell on her lower abdomen, and her nervous voice was hoarse: "My child... my child... Yun Sheng... is my child..."
Lan Yunsheng looked at her guiltily, bit her lip, and uttered three words with difficulty: "I'm sorry..."
Tears fell uncontrollably, and there was a bitter taste in the corner of his mouth. He shook his head: "No way... How could he leave me?? He has just entered my belly... He won't leave like this...
No way..."
The sound got louder and louder, almost hysterical. His hands seemed to be trying to grab something in mid-air, but they only caught the cold air.
Seeing her like this, Lan Yunsheng felt extremely uncomfortable. He grabbed her hands and held them tightly in his palms, putting her cold hands on his cheeks. His voice was full of guilt: "I'm sorry... Xin'er
...I'm sorry, this is all my fault...it's my fault..."
"No...it shouldn't be like this...why?? Yun Sheng, does Aunt Wen hate me so much? Why do you do this to me and my child..."
Qin Xin struggled to separate, but she couldn't get rid of his hands. Tears fell one by one, crystal clear, and her roaring voice was full of pain and unwillingness, as if she had lost her mind.
"I'm sorry..." Lan Yunsheng stood up, held the emaciated woman in his arms, and hugged her tightly. The tiredness and guilt flowing in his eyes intertwined into a heaven and earth, leaving him with no way to escape. "I'm sorry,
It was me who hurt you..."
"Woo... Why are you doing this to me... to my child... The child is innocent... He is my only relative..." Qin Xin beat his chest with both hands to remove the sadness and pain in her heart.
It was all vented on him.
Lan Yunsheng endured it without saying a word. He owed it to Xin'er...
Qin Xin cried and fell into his arms, murmuring non-stop: Why, why...
Lan Yunsheng said nothing, feeling very uncomfortable. If it were Lan Sichen today, would Wen Wanrou still treat Xin'er like this?
The person standing at the door of the room did not move for a long time, and the people inside the room were immersed in their own world and did not seem to notice his presence; he bent down and gently placed a bouquet of flowers on the ground, turned around and left without hesitation.
His mind was full of her crying and hysterical appearance... The inexplicable pain in her heart was like being cut by a knife. It obviously had nothing to do with her, right?
After walking out of the hospital, I saw the car parked on the roadside and got in without hesitation. Sitting in the passenger seat, I looked sideways at the continuous traffic on the road and asked heavily: "Are there any cigarettes?"
Ji Fengwen glanced at him suspiciously and handed him a cigarette and a lighter.
Lan Sichen lit a cigarette and took a puff. White mist surrounded him. The sparks on his fingertips flickered, light and dark alternated. The smoke turned into balls and drifted out of the car window. His thoughts were a little messy...
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"What's wrong?" Ji Fengwen was curious. He hadn't seen him look like this in many years.
Lan Sichen didn't answer, and took another deep puff of the cigarette. The smoke came out of his nostrils, slowly, quietly, and the spicy smell made him cough. He was silent for a long time. He talked to himself——
"I just saw the loss of my heart, and I was so sad that I couldn't bear to live."
"Then..." The child Qin Xin is carrying belongs to Lan Yunsheng. Even if there is no one to suffer, it is still Lan Yunsheng.
Lan Sichen slowly turned his head, his eyes met his sharp and sad eyes, and his thin lips gently tugged: "I was thinking how much pain she had at that time."
Ji Fengwen was stunned...
——Who else could she be besides Silan?
Back then, Si Lan suffered not only the pain of losing her child, but also the hurt he caused her. Even if everyone was helping her lie in the end, she finally believed in herself again...
But she still felt pain in her heart. She didn't care at all at that time... Children were innocent and cute in his eyes, but he didn't like children... especially his own children.
It's not Silan's problem, it's his own problem. He couldn't accept that he had a child... So when Silan lost the child, he didn't feel heartache, but felt a sense of relief. Because he didn't kill the child.
, it was an accidental miscarriage....
Thinking about it now, Slan has been responsible for all the pain from the beginning to the present. She gave all the happiness to herself, but he took her to hell with him.
And the heartbeat four years later may be a kind of retribution...
I am greedy for such retribution.
The devil's love is destined to have such a strong breath of death, burning love, and suffocating despair...
Ji Fengwen sighed deeply, feeling uncomfortable for Lan Sichen and himself even more. The woman had disappeared for a long time. He had been searching relentlessly, but there was still no news at all. Now the third young master has disappeared again.
In this way, the mood becomes even heavier.
"Third Young Master, what happened in the past is in the past. Now, it doesn't matter if she has forgotten. She will be happier if she doesn't need to remember anything."
Lan Sichen didn't speak, but the cigarette disappeared quietly, leaving only the cigarette butt falling on the ground, and the silver-white ashes on the ground disappeared completely after a gust of wind...
How could it pass? It will never pass. Even if Slan can forget it, he cannot forget it.
"How did you go about what I asked you to do?"
Ji Fengwen nodded and took two document bags from the back seat: "This document bag is the original, and the copy has been sent to the United States. This is the information you want."
Lan Sichen took the information bag, opened it and looked through the document carefully. The writing was very detailed, but the more he read, the tighter his brows furrowed. He held the document tightly with his fingers and said in a cold tone: "This is
Does anyone else know about this?"
"They have been relatively restrained in the past two years. Very few people know their true identities. I guess Silan probably doesn't know either."
Ji Fengwen took the bag he handed over and put it back in its place. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "What are you going to do?"
"Help me make an appointment with Xu Ningmo." Lan Sichen said without hesitation.
"You want to meet him? You know he is..."
"Keep the file first and give it to Si Lan when the time is right." Lan Sichen interrupted him with a low voice, paused, and said in a deep tone: "Just think of it as the last thing I do for her.
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Ji Fengwen frowned, and when he saw him about to open the car door, he asked, "Is it worth it?"
Before Lan Sichen could speak, he heard his voice continue: "I don't understand, why on earth are you doing this?"
"Love and justice are inherently dilemmas." Lan Sichen said calmly, looking sideways at the hospital, a place full of life and death, "I have chosen her, and there is no way out."
Ji Fengwen stopped asking, maybe at this moment he finally understood what Lan Sichen was like.
The depth of ruthlessness is better than the depth of emotion.
He glanced at the two document bags with his peripheral vision, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he kept shaking his head.
Si Lan, Si Lan, do you know that you have made the Third Young Master irrecoverable... irrecoverable...
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Wen Wanrou was sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee leisurely and calmly, as if nothing had happened.
Lan Yuanmo told Ou Ruo to go first. Ou Ruo greeted Wen Wanrou and left immediately. Lan Yuanmo sat opposite Wen Wanrou and said straight to the point: "I already know the matter. I never thought that you would fall into the hands of a hairy girl.
superior."
Wen Wanrou put down the coffee cup and met him with gentle eyes: "You don't think I did it?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lan Yuanmo's mouth, with profound meaning: "You don't know how, you can't even..."
"Lanyuan Mo."
The words neither salty nor bland were loud and had no lethality at all, but Lan Yuanmo's words stopped abruptly. He took back his words and just leaned on the sofa with a joking smile on his lips: "In short, we must not let Qin
My heart is set on marrying into the Lan family."
"You don't understand your own son?" Wen Wanrou straightened her shawl and tugged at her thin lips: "He has been the most obedient and well-behaved since he was a child, but if he is really stubborn, he will not be able to pull out ten cows.
At this moment, he believes that if I did something, it must be me. In order to compensate Qin Xin, how could he not give Qin Xin a title!"
"This woman is too thoughtful. Sooner or later, something will happen if she enters the Lan family."
Lan Yuanmo's majestic tone was mixed with bad intentions. He originally made an appointment for the marriage between Qin Xin and Lan Ruixiu just because he saw her cuteness when he was a child. But he didn't expect that she would bring so much trouble to the Lan family when he grew up. This marriage was no longer theirs.
Satisfactory value.
"If she wants to get married, let her get married. If he wants to get married, let him get married. The more you block it, the more persistent you will become. Why bother."
"You can see clearly." Lan Yuanmo frowned, but after thinking about it, he shook his head: "Yun Sheng's life cannot be ruined by her."
"Who among the children has not been destroyed?" There was a rare indifference in Wen Wanrou's calm tone: "Oh, Ruixiu is better. All these years have been worth your careful cultivation and carving."
"Why wouldn't Lan Sichen be pampered by you? If not, he would be able to do such unscrupulous things as poaching people's hearts."
Lan Yuan and Mo Yuanyun's gentle voice made the atmosphere suddenly drop to freezing point. The expressions of the two people were obviously calm, but the atmosphere was tense, which was very strange.
Wen Wanrou didn't say anything, she just stood up and glanced at him with her beautiful eyes lowered, "How can you be better than him?"
Before Lan Yuanmo could say anything, she turned and left, not shying away from the servant's presence.
Lan Yuanmo snorted disdainfully, stood up and walked out of the Lan family's door. He was met by Lan Sichen who had returned from the hospital.
When father and son meet, no one is stranger than them. They treat each other as nothing, do not communicate, and do not even look at each other, as if there is no such person in this world.
Lan Sichen threw the car keys to the servant and strode back to the room. Without waiting for the servant waiting at the door to speak, he forced the door open. Wen Wanrou had just changed into her pajamas and tied her belt into a bow. She looked back with calm eyes.
Looked at him: "You are also here to challenge me!"
"Don't let that Ou Ruo step into the Lan family again." Lan Sichen didn't answer her words, but his voice was stiff and strong.
Wen Wanrou turned around and sat on the bed, lifted up the quilt and sat on the bed, pulling off the hair tie that tied up her hair, and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"
"How can you be so smart and not know her identity?" Lan Sichen tried his best to hold back something in his low voice, his eyes tightened, and the veins on his forehead jumped, "Have you had enough trouble? How long, how long?
This will put an end to your absurd and shameful thoughts."
Wen Wanrou smiled sweetly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and murmured: "Are you complaining about me? I'm surprised."
"I just feel like this place is getting filthy every day."
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth. Lan Sichen stopped talking and turned around to leave the room. Everything here was extremely dirty, even the air was turbid...
What exactly have they been protecting? What are these filthy people and things worthy of Lan Yunsheng's sacrifice, and what are they worth protecting?
Wen Wanrou looked at his retreating back, shook her head helplessly, and just lay down slowly, her eyes staring straight at the ceiling, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and every word was a silent mouth shape:
——If you feel dirty, then use your ability to change everything!
Lan Sichen returned to the room, sat on the chair, and tried his best to suppress the annoyance in her heart. Even though she knew about the previous relationship between Ou Ruo and Lan Yuanmo, she could still act calmly and calmly, as if she didn't know it; didn't she feel dirty?
After drinking the water, the empty glass was tightly held in his palm, and his fingertips tightened their strength. There was a "pop" sound, and the glass shattered; his fingers were still holding tightly, and the glass fragments penetrated
From the skin, blood continued to flow out, and the bright red color fell on the white table drop by drop along the cracks in the palm.
It seemed that only physical pain could relieve the depression in his heart!
The computer placed aside had not been turned off, and suddenly a picture popped up. Si Lan was sitting on the bed in pajamas, blinking at the camera, raising a slight smile at the corner of his mouth: "Are you okay?"
Lan Sichen subconsciously put his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his lips: "How did you come up with the idea of video chatting with me?"
"Because... I know you are sad now." The look on Silan's face was determined and public, and he made a "shush" motion with his fingers, "Don't talk, just look at me. I'm a little sleepy. Please stay with me.
Let me go together..."
"Okay...I'll stay with you while you sleep."
Lan Sichen's mouth was filled with a warm and doting smile. When she put the computer on the bedside table and turned sideways, only half of her face could be seen.
Si Lan closed his eyes and looked as childish as a child when he was sleeping quietly.
Lan Sichen loved to see her sleeping appearance, without any modifications, just natural, but her brows would be furrowed. Every time, he wanted to open her furrowed brows but was unable to do so.
With the hand on his body, blood fell drop by drop on the wooden floor, forming a blood-paralyzed, reflected table and chair. Lan Sichen did not notice the agreement, and his restless heart gradually calmed down. He saved the screenshot of the screen in the designated area with his finger.
on the plate. Fingertips gently
, stroking the face on the cold screen with fascination, and said to himself: "I am lucky to win, but I will lose my life, but who can fight for my own life? Ass, I can't fight, but I
I know you can win, don't lose to fate... lose to me..."
The fingertips have been lingering on the half of the face on the screen and are reluctant to let go. They are afraid that if they let go, they will be unable to live in it for the rest of their lives.
"I'm sorry for causing you so much suffering; I'm sorry, I just began to understand what love is..."
After living for so many years, I always thought I knew what I learned at such a high cost, and I learned about love again.
"ah!!!!!"
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