Si Lan seemed to be numb to the pain and told himself: "At that time, you were always busy and had no time to accompany me. I worked in Lan Ruixiu's company. Every time I met him, he would cynicize and even humiliate me several times.
Pass me..."
Nightmare memories.╞╡.
Si Lan remembered the scene in the office that day, his hands, his sharp words. She was only eighteen years old at that time, and was so humiliated by him...
Lan Ruixiu said: There is no shortage of women for people like us! Guess which woman you are with Si Chen? Anyway, I know you are definitely not the last one! I also bet that your hymen is
Si Chenpo...
He said: Who do you think you are? Why should you be a member of our Lan family? A person like you with no breasts, no ass and no brains is not even worthy of being a servant of our Lan family!
She tried her best to resist, but had no choice. She finally vomited out, which blocked Lan Ruixiu's movements. If it weren't for her actions at that time, I really don't know what would have happened.
"At that time, I was thinking, why should I bear such humiliation? Every time I faced his humiliation, I was unable to fight back, and I couldn't even tell you. Because I was afraid of destroying the relationship between your brothers, because I really love
I love you so much that I can bear any discrimination or disdain for you. Sometimes, I desperately wonder if you will know my grievances and then take me away to live a life that only belongs to the two of us. But you never
No……"
Two lines of tears could not stop running down my cheeks, "Lan Sichen..."
Lan Sichen seemed to have anticipated what Silan was going to say, and his kiss suddenly sealed her soft lips. He kissed her too roughly, and his tongue entered Silan's mouth with his taste, and her teeth were guarded tightly.
, he lingered between his teeth, in a trance, the gentle and passionate scholar's infatuation was slightly timid.
Silan felt sad, clasping their fingers together, but he was still locked on each other; she wanted to cry, and his tongue suddenly entered her whirlpool. Silan only felt that there was a storm in the mouth, and their tongues were like two water creatures, lingering and contracting.
, spraying venom.
Silan's expression was in a trance, and her body seemed to be obsessed with this feeling, the joy of farewell. She finally decided to respond to him, and kissed him back quietly and resolutely, with her hands nailed on the bed but desperately raising her neck, the white swan's dying beauty. The fierce kiss made her
Lan Sichen's chapped lips oozed blood, and Silan sucked in the sweet nectar like a vampire greedy for blood, filling her throat. Colorful lights swirled in her mind, stripping away her consciousness inch by inch.
Lan Sichen hesitantly slowed down, even with the dancing palm of his hand. The moment he left her lips, Si Lan spurted a mouthful of blood at him. Lan Sichen wanted to avoid it, but was imprisoned in her arms.
I can't make it.
A spurt of blood hit Lan Sichen's face and fell again.
Si Lan looked at Lan Sichen's pale skin under the blood light with satisfaction. The long eyelashes held up the sticky blood beads, penetrating into the bottom of his eyes, and the black background was covered with an evil light.
Slan smiled, "My love, like my heart, died that night." It has left me forever.
Lan Sichen's eyes were red and watery. He let go of Si Lan's hand, held her body up, and spread his kiss again, covering the traces just now.
Silan didn't resist, holding his head and watching him stain her body with the blood on his face.
Si Lan thought that if he hadn't fallen in love with Qin Xin so early, if he hadn't taken away his heart, if he hadn't been so decisive and ruthless... he would never have encountered such danger.
Silan thought that if she had been smart enough that night, if she had not been rescued by him that night, if she had really been beaten to death by Lan Ruixiu that night... If only one of these was true, she would never be here with Lan Ruixiu now.
Si Chen is lingering.
Lan Sichen, Lan Sichen, at this moment, she wanted to be with him so much, but she had never met him.
The reason why Silan was so cold was that in those short few months, he experienced the happiest and most painful moments in the world. He had already died once in that cold operating room, and was reborn as a moth in the flames.
It turns out that love is so hurtful, and men are so dangerous and unreliable... No one will cherish you except yourself.
Along the way, Si Lan turned into an elf that was half angel and half devil. She was uncontrollably greedy for the pampering Xu Ningmo gave her. She seemed indifferent but in fact she was unscrupulous in creating her own career, and she also had the hidden power in her soul.
Crazy hatred.
"Lan Sichen, from the moment you dug out my heart, I was just a weapon. You sharpened me into a sharp sword, and I want to insert the sharp sword into you..."
Silan pointed his finger at Lan Sichen's heart and smiled sadly: "I want to saw slowly, I want to see if your heart is made of stone, I want to make you hurt, and I will make you hurt so much that you will never be able to do it again in this life.
Love others…”
Lan Sichen didn't react at all, but his kisses became more and more gentle, so gentle that Lan Sichen felt that he would disappear in the next second.
"As..." He called her name affectionately in the gap between the kisses. "You are right, everything is right."
The light of the glass lamp lengthened, and Si Lan could clearly see Lan Sichen getting up from his body in the dazzling light. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Si Lan solemnly, her body was covered with bloody plum blossoms.
He gently lifted her up and pulled the thin quilt for her, with lifelike butterflies dangling on her bare chest.
Lan Sichen told her, "For four years, you are not the only one living in this nightmare."
Silan found it funny: "So? You can justifiably say that you don't need my forgiveness and blame me for everything I did to the Lan family. Don't forget, you are the culprit of all this."
Lan Sichen's eyes froze for a moment, and he smiled bitterly: "Si Lan, I don't want this."
"But you ruined my love, took away my heart, and killed me... If I hadn't taken care of them, I would have died four years ago." Si Lan shouted hoarsely, as if he was almost out of strength.
.
"Four years ago, I had no choice. I hesitated for a long time before I decided to replace your heart with someone with AIDS. I even thought that if AIDS is transmitted to you, it can also be transmitted to me; I will accompany you.
Go die, or if you hate me, you can kill me with your own hands. In the end, everything went beyond my expectation... The moment I saw you four years later, I shamelessly thought, you are not dead, I have a way to atone for my sins.
Chance……"
"I didn't expect that I would fall in love with you... so deeply."
Lan Sichen said that he loved deeply...
Si Lan suddenly laughed and cried, she hated him so much; but when she saw him, she still couldn't help but think of the past. Even if she knew that everything was just a scam he concocted, it was the warmest day in her life.
.
"Lan Sichen..." Silan held his shoulders and smiled, "We are destined to hate each other. It is impossible for us to be equal...it will never be possible..."
Lan Sichen looked at her sad and desperate smile and suddenly asked: "How long have you loved me?"
Si Lan was startled and looked down at the butterfly on her chest, which seemed to be about to fly away. This was a shame and nightmare that she could never erase in her life.
Lan Sichen looked at Si Lan who was wearing light makeup and shed tears. The faint line was beautiful and blurry. She would no longer be the shy and plain girl in his arms. The thin wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were the signs of time.
of rivers——
...He has lost her forever.
"I don't know." Silan shook his head and said, "I can't tell what is love and what is hate. I can only say that I once loved you."
Lan Sichen nodded with difficulty, "I'm sorry."
Lan Sichen stood up and staggered out of the room, closing the door behind a mirror. Silan saw his face and thought of a passage: light and shadow, day and night, the alternation of gurgling streams of light. Men and women, life and death, love.
The two ends of the scale, you and me, heaven and hell will never intersect.
Si Lan took a bath with great effort. Lan Sichen's blood seemed to be unable to be washed away, and the scarlet hickeys were even more horrifyingly charming in the mist.
If possible, Silan really wanted to die in this bathtub and be done with it. Even though she was calm and wise enough at the moment, she couldn't figure out this complicated grudges and couldn't distinguish between love and hate.
It was half an hour after Si Lan walked out of the room. Perhaps Xu Ningmo would be waiting for her there at this moment. She walked in a hurry, but suddenly regretted it when the elevator door closed. She rushed out of the elevator and turned into the safe passage.
The corridor was too new, the white walls were a bit dazzling, and the wet blood stains on the walls were still so vivid.
Si Lan walked down the stairs step by step, imagining Lan Sichen bumping into each other, and feeling desolate in her heart. She was not walking lightly, and her footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, but Lan Sichen was
She was not found.
Lan Sichen was sitting on the stairs, crying. He was alone, with his legs curled up, and he didn't know where to put his hands. He scratched his messy hair, and his tears fell with his nose. He wanted to cover his mouth and cry.
I tried to push it back, but I couldn't.
Then Silan saw him put his hand into his mouth, and blood stained his sleeves along his arm.
Si Lan stood on a high place, looking down at him. He succeeded, but why was his heart not happy at all? He finally felt satisfied and inserted himself into his heart, and then pulled away from him.
This blood was the price he deserved, but at this moment, Silan felt extremely empty. He was thinking hard. In order to torture him these days, he deliberately treated him well, deliberately pretended to be someone else, and did everything he could with compromise.
These...just to get revenge on him...
But why, I can't feel...happiness at this moment.
Silan looked at Lan Sichen's painful look in confusion. He definitely didn't have the strength to walk another half step, so he hid here and cried secretly.
What is the purpose of such a man whose arrogance can be seen from his bones?
Lan Sichen, why are you crying?
Silan turned around and walked up step by step.
Lan Sichen, it’s not that I haven’t thought about letting go of my hatred. I don’t know what’s bewitching me, let alone why I’m in this situation. Too often, I’m just imagining that I hate you for ruining my love.
I still can't forget the cruelty you gave me and the warmth you gave me.
Si Lan heard the sound, stopped, turned around and lowered his head. He saw Lan Sichen standing there, head raised, face as pale as paper, bright red blood, eyes floating like sin...
She looked at him indifferently, and he looked at her indifferently.
The most frank look at each other, without any evasion or concealment.
It's just that Si Lan is in heaven and Lan Sichen is in hell.
This scene will never be forgotten again...
In fact, at this moment, they are all just humble and struggling in hell.
————————-The dividing line between the author who was tortured to the point of crying——————————
The printing factory was completely burned by a fire. According to the conclusion drawn by the fire brigade, the fire was caused by old circuits and leakage. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, and there were no casualties, but heavy losses.
When Tony saw the man jumping out of the car, he frowned and said, "Fortunately, there were no casualties, but most newspapers and magazines will be cut off tomorrow."
Tang Nunyi looked at the dilapidated ruins in the dark night and sneered: "No one except Lan Ruixiu can be so clean and neat."
"Would you like to call Scorpio?"
"No need." Tang Nunyi knew that Si Lan must be with Lan Sichen at this moment, and the matter between them would finally come to an end. "Tomorrow, I will talk to the boss of the printing factory to jointly build a new factory. After all, it is because we are involved.
It's a disaster if you go to his factory. Scorpio doesn't like to owe people."
"I understand." Tony nodded, put his hands in his pockets, and said worriedly: "But what should I do about the magazine tomorrow?"
"Immediately call and contact other printing houses. You can be as high-profile as possible. It doesn't matter if you put the news in Lincheng. I will talk to Silan about the rest."
Tang Nunli spoke vigorously.
Tony nodded, and his eyes fell on the dull face, which looked a little strange, but quickly returned to normal. He took off his coat and put it on her body: "It's very cold at night, please keep warm."
Tang Nun was stunned for a moment. He looked down and saw the clothes on his body. He frowned and wanted to take them off and give them back to him. She didn't like men's things...
Tony held her hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a hint of a smile: "I know you... are just a gentleman, there is no other intention."
Tang Yuni hesitated for a moment and lowered his hand. Although Tony was different from himself, he was still doing things for Ann. What's more, he said it so frankly, and she would be too stingy to refuse again.
Tony stopped talking, turned around and drove away.
Tang Yunun's feelings for Si Lan were clear in his heart, but his own heart was also clear. Although he couldn't explain why, he was tempted, and he couldn't control it.
You can't force her, at least you can care about her from the perspective of a friend...
Some love is destined to be unavailable. It is better not to force it from the beginning, but to keep it in your heart.
When Tang Yuni turned around and opened the car door, his movements were still sluggish. He looked up at the green smoke, and half of the sky seemed to have been burned red. Noisy sounds came one after another, and the firefighters were still cleaning up the aftermath, as well as reporters.
When taking photos, the spotlight is particularly dazzling in this dark night...
"Lan Ruixiu...Lan Ruixiu..." Tang Ruixiu repeated the name on his lips, his eyes tightened, and his body trembled, "Is this your warning to us, or is it the beginning of revenge?"
Young Master: Today’s 12,000-word update! Hug your thighs and ask for love! I was so abused that I was in a mess (no wonder). There were fewer and fewer people leaving messages, and I ran away in tears...