076: The fake show is really done 076: The fake show is really done
Silan's body had stiffened, she felt colder and colder, and her body was shaking uncontrollably. └@ ┘Lan Sichen's condition was not much better than hers, but she still hugged her hard, trying to give her some relief.
She was warm. She only coughed lightly sometimes and coughed sharply. She seemed uncomfortable.
Si Lan thought about how his current body was no better than before, how could he endure such a cold place. He tried to move his arms and take off his clothes...
"Don't move." Lan Sichen hugged her tightly and made a low voice.
"But your body..." Si Lan hesitated.
"I'm fine." Lan Sichen said calmly, as if everything was really fine.
In the darkness, Si Lan felt that he seemed to be looking at her. She pressed her face against his chest. She felt that the nerves and muscles in her cheeks seemed to be frozen and stiff. She mechanically pulled her lips: "You don't blame me?"
"No regrets." No regrets.
"Can……"
As soon as Silan uttered a word, there was a sudden "boom" sound, as if something was opened, and then a dazzling light instantly drove away all the darkness. Silan closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened his eyes, he just saw the station.
At the door were Xu Ningmo and Helianze, as well as people from the hotel.
"It turns out there are really people here...Why did you come here?" The hotel staff couldn't help but complain.
Xu Ningmo didn't speak. His usually cold eyes tightened at this moment, staring at the two people hugging each other. His eyebrows furrowed and twisted into a ball. His thin lips opened and closed and said in an extremely serious voice: "Come to me."
Lan Sichen did not let go of Si Lan's hand, but turned his head to look at the people standing at the door with Si Lan, and his peripheral vision fell on Si Lan's face again.
Si Lan bit her lower lip tightly, almost to the point of leaving a bloody mark. She grabbed Lan Sichen's hands and dropped them slumped down. There was something strange and complicated in her eyes, and she stood there without moving for a long time.
"My Lan, come here!" Xu Ningmo's low voice was full of anger, especially when she saw Lan Sichen's hand falling on her waist, and his sharp eyes were like sharp knives cutting Lan Sichen's arm.
Si Lan retracted his gaze and looked up at Lan Sichen's cheeks, which were pale and bloodless, and his lips were slightly sickly pale. There was a light frosty white on the corners of his eyebrows, and his deep eyes were covered with a layer of gauze.
, there is an unknown mystery hidden behind it.
The two men were neither talking, but waiting for Silan's decision.
Helianze's eyes wandered between Si Lan and Lan Sichen. He didn't know why they were here, let alone what happened to them. If they hadn't heard the complaints from the hotel staff, they wouldn't have thought of this.
Worry and anxiety flashed through his eyes, but seeing that Xu Ningmo stopped talking, he naturally couldn't speak at this moment.
Lan Sichen stared at her for a long time, and a soft smile suddenly appeared on his pale lips. He let go of his arms and ran his fingers through her fallen hair to behind her ears. The temperature on his fingertips was already bone-chilling. When he lowered his hands, he
, the voice became deep: "Go."
The simple words "Go" escaped from his mouth, as if they weighed a thousand pounds.
If what happened four years ago had not happened, maybe he would not have said such a thing, so what about Xu Ningmo? Who had he, Lan Sichen, ever put in his eyes? But at this moment, was it for Silan's own good that he should let her live in Xu Ningmo?
It's safer around Ning Mo.
It's not easy to let go. The more you care about it, the more painful it will be when you let go. You are right.
He has to learn to let go of pain, because he has lost the qualification to have her from the beginning. Even if there is still a trace of hope in his heart, he dare not let it expand into extravagant hope, otherwise he is afraid that Si Lan will be hurt even more.
Si Lan's eyes hesitated for a few seconds and said nothing. He just turned around and walked towards Xu Ningmo. Every step he took was extra heavy and slow. He looked back and stared at his face with puzzled eyes. He had a handsome face and a faint smile.
.
Lan Sichen said nothing, and kept watching her walk step by step into the arms of another man.
Xu Ningmo took off his coat. When Si Lan stopped in front of him, he immediately took Lan Sichen's clothes and threw them to Helianze. He wrapped his own clothes around Si Lan's body and held her cold hand.
Hands, the tone became relaxed: "Let's go back."
Si Lan said nothing, but looked back at Lan Sichen, with a smile on his pale face...
Seeing this, Xu Ningmo secretly increased the strength in his hands, and his eyes fell on her body a little sharper. He quickened his pace, almost dragging Si Lan forward...
Si Lan finally turned around and stopped looking at him, and followed Xu Ningmo's footsteps!
Helianze took Lan Sichen's clothes, hesitated for a minute, stepped forward and threw them to him, then turned to leave.
Lan Sichen stopped him.
"What are you doing?" Helianze turned around and glared at him, asking angrily.
"Protect her lately." Lan Sichen said calmly, narrowing his eyes and not looking at him again.
Helianze sneered disdainfully: "You still need to tell me!" Whatever happens to her is not a good thing done by your Lan family.
Xu Ningmo dragged Silan out of the hotel, walked to the car, opened the door and threw her in, and then got in herself.
Silan's body finally got a touch of warmth in the sun, and felt the chill again in the dark car. His body trembled involuntarily. He turned his head to look at Xu Ningmo, and there was a hint of anger in his suppressed voice: "Are you there?
do what?"
Xu Ningmo clamped her jaw with his fingers, and the strength of his fingertips wanted to crush her bones. A cold voice escaped from his throat: "Si Lan, can you not see your own heart clearly?"
Silan looked at him calmly without any dodge: "What do you mean?"
"Don't you have an old saying in China that is fake and real?" Xu Ningmo frowned and looked at her pale oval face. He had a very bad feeling in his heart when he saw Lan Sichen holding Si Lan in his arms.
At that time, the bad feeling became more and more overwhelming.
After living for so many years, he has always been sure of success in doing things, without any worries, nervousness, and calmness. In the past four years, he has always felt that Silan is under his control, and there can be no other man around her, so there is no need.
in a hurry……
It seemed that she was destined to be his, so he never forced her, because she was destined to be his, but when he saw her holding Lan Sichen, the feeling was that she seemed to be destined to be Lan Sichen's...
Si Lan's eyes flickered, and her plain aura gradually turned cold, with a chill in her ice eyes. Even when facing Xu Ningmo, she was full of hostility at this moment.
"Ann, you can either go back to Florence, or you can remember that half of your body is filled with Chinese blood."
Xu Ningmo raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I almost forgot." He pursed his lips and sneered: "If you dare to tell me that you still have Lan Sichen in your heart, I will strangle you to death right now."
Si Lan was startled. Was he angry because he thought he still loved Lan Sichen?
Si Lan reached out and brushed away his steely fingers, the hostility in his eyes dissipated little by little, and asked indifferently: "Who else can you love if you don't even have a heart?"
Who can you love if you don’t even have a heart?
Who can you love if you don’t even have a heart?
Who can you love if you don’t even have a heart?
This sentence kept lingering in Xu Ningmo's mind on the way back, denying her feelings for Lan Sichen and all possibilities between her and herself.
Si Lan, you hurt yourself once with your stupidity, are you going to hurt yourself again with your cleverness now?
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When Lan Sichen returned to Lan's house, she started to have a high fever and refused to go to the hospital. After taking anti-fever tablets and the fever still failed, Wen Wanrou ignored Lan Sichen's wishes and went to ask a doctor to come to her home.
Wen Wanrou sat on the edge of the bed, wiping his sweat with a tissue. Lan Sichen turned his head away, like a troubled child who wouldn't let her touch him.
"Si Chen, stop being stubborn."
Lan Sichen didn't say anything, but the high fever made his inner body on fire. His lower lip was burned and cracked, blood seeped out, and the smell of blood filled his nose. His thin lips were pressed tightly; helplessness flashed in his sharp eyes.
The pain of words.
If possible, dying of illness might not be a bad thing.
Wen Wanrou seemed to understand the meaning in his eyes, and when she sighed and was about to speak, someone knocked on the door, and the servant standing outside said, "The eldest young master is back."
Lan Sichen's eyes were startled, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that Lan Rui Xiu would suddenly come back.
Wen Wanrou stood up directly, her eyes swept over Lan Sichen's body worriedly, and she lowered her voice and said, "I'll go down, you have a good rest."
After saying that, he walked straight to the door.
When Lan Sichen saw the door closed, he didn't listen to Wen Wanrou's words. Instead, he got out of bed and took a set of clothes from the closet and changed into them.
Because of the high fever, his face was very haggard, his lips were pale, and he looked sickly and gorgeous. He walked out of the room at a very slow pace, walked through the long corridor, and walked to the stairs...
The glazed lamp glowed with gorgeous light. The servants of the Lan family stood aside politely. No one spoke in the quiet living room. Only the sound of messy footsteps came from the rain curtain at the door, and then a black shadow appeared in the Lan family's living room.
The entrance...
Lan Ruixiu was wearing a dark suit. Although it was raining heavily outside, his body was not wet at all. He was sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket on his knees. The moment he entered Lan's house, his eagle eyes immediately
I caught Lan Sichen standing on the stairs, his eyes slightly narrowed, his vision cold and dangerous.
Wen Wanrou felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, her eyes flicked back and forth between her two sons, a gentle smile appeared on her lips, she stepped forward and said, "Ruixiu, you are back."
Lan Ruixiu didn't even look at her. He stared straight at Lan Sichen. He just raised his hand and the person standing behind him immediately pushed him towards the stairs.
Lan Sichen put his hand on the escalator and walked down the stairs very slowly, step by step.
The wheelchair stopped at the entrance of the stairs, and Lan Sichen also walked down the last staircase. The eyes of the two people intertwined for an instant, and the atmosphere was instantly tense, unusually heavy and depressing.