061: Countdown to the ending (1) 061: Countdown to the ending 1
Lan Sichen arrived at Lan Ruixiu's residence. Lan Ruixiu stood at the door of the room with a heavy face. His deep eyes fell on Lan Sichen for the first time, and his thin lips pursed in a colorless arc.
"She..." Lan Sichen's voice paused as he started to speak, and he walked towards the room.
"She woke up crying and making a fuss, refused to eat, kept calling home, cat, broke a lot of things, and almost hurt herself." Although Lan Ruixiu didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that she was facing
Si Lan is helpless like this!
Lan Sichen didn't say anything and walked into the room. The huge room was in a mess, the sheets, quilts, and lamps were all thrown to the ground. Silan was curled up in the corner, his body trembling constantly, and he couldn't stop crying.
With his heart tight and painful, Lan Sichen quickly walked up to her and coaxed softly: "Asian...it's okay."
"Cat...cat...home..." Seeing him, Silan burst into tears again. Large teardrops rolled down and hung on her cheeks. She opened her palms to show him the key. Tears shone on her face.
His eyes seemed to be saying, "The keys are still there, the home is still there, don't you want me anymore?"
Lan Sichen held her cold hand, and the hot temperature penetrated into her body bit by bit through the skin. A gentle smile overflowed from his thin lips, "I don't want you... I just want you to be taken care of by better people.
One day, you will understand."
Doing so is best for you.
Si Lan bit his lip, his nose and tears flowed together. He was very embarrassed. His fingers held Lan Sichen's fingers and refused to let go.
Lan Sichen reached out and touched her cheek, his low and hoarse voice was full of reluctance, "Be good, you have to be obedient. You can't be willful, and you can't hurt yourself or others..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes went dark, his violently trembling eyelashes slowly drooped, and his heavy body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
There was a thud, like a hammer falling hard, breaking something.
"Cat...cat..." Silan grabbed his clothes and cried and repeated the word "mao" over and over again.
Ji Fengwen stood at the door and saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed, "Third Young Master..."
A flash of astonishment flashed in Lan Ruixiu's eyes, and he ordered the servant to call the doctor immediately. When he came to his senses, Ji Fengwen had already carried Xu Ningmo to the bed and covered him with a quilt.
Silan knelt on the bedside, holding his hand and refusing to let go, tears sweeping over him over and over...
The doctor hasn't come yet and there's nothing they can do.
Lan Sichen had a high fever, and his whole body was in a daze. His dry and flaky lips were moving, and he kept chanting: "As... As... As..."
His thick eyebrows were knitted together, as if he had something very heavy on his mind...
The doctor came over and took his temperature. The fever was 42°C. If the diagnosis and treatment were delayed, it would probably worsen into pneumonia. The doctor added antipyretic drugs to the infusion, but Lan Sichen's high fever was difficult to go down. He was always groggy and never woke up.
Si Lan has been kneeling on the bedside. No matter what Lan Ruixiu and Ji Fengwen say, she refuses to move or move. She stubbornly holds Lan Sichen's hand, like a child who is afraid of being abandoned by adults.
Lan Sichen had a high fever all day and night, and Si Lan knelt on the bedside all day and night. Lan Sichen would murmur in his sleep from time to time, "As... As..."
One sound after another, full of deep feelings and no regrets.
Early the next morning, Lan Ruixiu was holding milk, ready for Si Lan to drink, and pushed the door handle open a crack. Just as he was about to lift his steps, his eyes fell on the room, and he was stunned.
The sunlight outside the window filtered in through the glass, filling the room with brightness and warmth; Si Lan lay on the bedside, lowered his head and kissed Lan Sichen's lips, with crystal tears hanging on his pink cheeks, and recited over and over again:
"mo"
It's "mo" not "mao". Zouchenzhudao.
street.
Ning Mo.
Xu Ningmo.
One sound is clearer than the other, and each sound is more certain than the other...
Lan Sichen taught her many times to call her name "mo", but she stubbornly called "cat". At this moment, she was fighting hysteria hard and called "mo" very hard.
The sunlight scattered on their bodies, as if they were coated with a layer of golden clothes. The sunlight was alluring and beautiful.
Lan Ruixiu gently closed the door, still holding warm milk in his hand, leaning his back gently against the wall, a bleak smile on his thin lips; there was a trace of moist heat in the corners of his eyes...
Have you ever met such a man? He gave everything he had to others, but never considered himself. He was obviously very ill, but he still shouted the name of the person who hated him over and over again.
Have you ever met such a woman? She obviously loves that man, but she doesn't dare to go back and find the one she loves. In the end, she has no choice but to drive herself crazy.
Lan Sichen, Silan, you two idiots...
***
Lan Sichen's high fever subsided, and the doctor asked him to take a good rest. Because the high fever was too severe and his throat was inflamed, he couldn't eat anything. For the time being, he could only inject him with nutrient solution.
Silan stayed by his side all day and night, and finally lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
Lan Ruixiu took her to the guest room to rest and told the servants not to disturb her rest. The food was ready and he would personally serve it to her when she woke up.
Si Lan slept in a daze, as if he had had a long, long dream. This dream was very scary, like a face that made him surrounded by sadness, with no way to escape. Seeing many faces,
The vague father, mother, sister, and the dead Nun and Ning Mo.
Cui Cui said, Si Lan is not wrong in loving someone, so what are you afraid of?
Ning Mo said, no matter where I go, my love for you has never changed.
Ning Mo.
Silan woke up crying. The pillow was already wet, and his cheeks were covered with tears in the darkness... He reached out and touched the wet fingertips...
Thinking of Ning Mo in the past, his heart was cut like a knife, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it. Si Lan sat up, arched his knees and hugged himself, letting his tears flow down silently, no longer restraining himself, no longer trying to be brave.
Stay strong...
The sadness is overwhelming, the unspeakable collapse and helplessness, I just want to cry, cry hard and cry away all the sadness and exhaustion...
Cry away the countless scars and bloody past...
Ning Mo is dead, Ning Mo, whom he owes the most, is dead, but he has done nothing for him, not even looked at him.
He even gave the affection that should be given to Ning Mo to the person he least wanted to give it to.
There seemed to be a figure swaying past the window in the darkness. Silan raised his head, and his eyes were completely dark. With tears in his eyes, he seemed to see someone approaching him.
A beam of light lit up and fell on Si Lan's face. The other person's black gem-like eyes rolled around a few times, and he smiled slyly, "Jiang Ning said you were crazy, but it turns out you were lying to me."
"Xu Bu Nuan?" Si Lan's hoarse voice choked with sobs.
Xu Bunuan jumped on the bed, tilted his head to the left, then to the right, and kept looking at Si Lan carefully, "How long have you been crying? Giant panda, aren't you tired from crying?"
Only then did Si Lan see clearly that she was holding a flowerpot in her arms, and she seemed to have jumped in from the window. It was midnight and this was the second floor.
"Why are you here?"
Xu Bunuan turned off the flashlight and sat next to her with a desk lamp. The orange light drove away some of the darkness. She held the flowerpot in her hands and smiled, "I'm going to elope with my lover in the next life!"
"My lover in the next life?" Si Lan wiped away the tears on his face and looked at her in confusion.
"That scumbag Cheng Qinghan actually confiscated my pocket money that I hid in the toilet seat. Of course I will run away with my lover in my next life and make him mad!" Xu Bunuan smiled slyly, with a cunning and dazzling look in his eyes.
Si Lan thought for a moment and thought of the last paragraph written by Tao Yaoyao in the novel. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Ye Jia's ashes are really in this flower pot." He thought it was just Tao Yaoyao's random writing.
Xu Bunuan smiled brightly, "Ye Jia said that even if he dies, his ashes will fly back to me. He has never broken his promise to me..."
The tone is not sad, but one of happiness.
"Is it true that he killed your parents? You don't hate him?" Silan found it hard to imagine how much courage and ambition it took to do this.
"Why should I hate him?" Xu Bunuan shrugged indifferently, his eyes looking at the flower pot full of happiness, "He killed my parents, but he paid me his whole life. I promised him that in the next life
You must be with him."
Silan lowered his eyes, Ye Jia's sacrifice for Xu Bunuan was really touching.
"Then Cheng Qinghan really hit you with his car, and he lied to you. Do you still forgive him for marrying him?"
Mentioning Cheng Qinghan, the smile on Xu Bunuan's face became even more overflowing, "Just because he was not good to me at the beginning, I have to marry him and torture him for the rest of my life!"
Silan was silent for a moment, unable to understand Xu Bunuan's thinking logic.
Xu Bunuan turned to her and gave her a sly smile, "Life is short, we should enjoy ourselves in time. Although some people approach us with purpose at first and hurt us, didn't Grandpa Mao say it? You can correct your mistakes if you know them, but there is no great way to do good."
Si Lanke, "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, but there is no great virtue," this is from "Zuo Zhuan"
Xu Bunuan smiled sheepishly, "Oh! It doesn't matter who said it. What matters is that we are still alive, and we should live happily! If you hate someone, try your best to marry him, and do your best.
Torture him. Cuckold him every day and kill him."
Perhaps infected by Xu Bunuan's happiness, Silan felt much more relaxed. She is really a woman who can make people happy anytime and anywhere.
Seeing that she stopped crying, Xu Bunuan's eyes were bright and lively, no longer gloomy. He knew that she was probably fine. He jumped out of bed, touched his pocket and found a small cucumber and threw it to her, "Eating more cucumbers is good for your health."
Okay, I have to go! Otherwise, I won’t be able to escape if the scum comes after me.”
After saying that, he touched an apple from somewhere and gnawed it.
Silan was dumbfounded. Was she Doraemon's pocket? She was holding a cool green cucumber in her hand and couldn't laugh or cry.
Xu Bunuan walked to the window and stopped, suddenly turned around and said to her: "If you are not sure about your heart, you can imagine how it would feel if this person died in front of you!"
"Bye!" She turned around and raised the hand holding the apple and waved, the silver bracelet shining brightly in the darkness.
That should be the bracelet Ye Jia gave her when he planned to confess his love to her...but she was already pregnant with Cheng Qinghan's child at that time...the two of them missed each other in this life.
Missed is really a heart-wrenching word.
***
At dawn, Lan Ruixiu wondered why Si Lan slept for so long. He opened the door and found the quilt on the bed was clean and the room was empty. He panicked. When he turned around and wanted to go out to find Si Lan, he saw a sticky note stuck on the desk lamp.
.
Juanxiu's words came into view.
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern. I want to be alone, don't look for it, don't worry about it. - Si Lan"
The fingers with clear and strong bones pinched the sticky note tightly. It turned out that she was already cured!
Because she woke up, she couldn't face Lan Sichen or herself... so she found a place to hide.
Si Lan, do you still not have the courage to face the truth in your heart?
Do you know that you can't escape like this for long... and you can't escape far?
…
Lan Sichen recovered from her illness for a whole week, and finally recovered and was able to return to the company to handle matters. But Silan also disappeared from that day. She had no contact with anyone, and no one knew where she had gone.
The company has been managed by Mrs. Song. When she left, she was alone. She didn't take her credit card, phone, or keys. The key she had always held in her hand was placed next to Lan Sichen's pillow.
Lan Ruixiu searched for her for a long time, but to no avail.
Helianze searched for her for a long time, but to no avail.
Lin searched for her for a long time, but to no avail.
Only Lan Sichen never went to look for her, and he didn't even mention Silan's name once. There was no warmth or color in Junhan's eyes, which were cold and indifferent.
Lan Ruixiu knew his identity but didn't make things difficult for him. He didn't attack him when he met him occasionally, he just glanced at him lightly and said hello and left.
Tianlan is involved in real estate and electronic information. Lan Ruixiu really wants to get involved in the entertainment industry, and in this regard he plans to cooperate with Lan Sichen. The so-called good news does not go to outsiders. The original relationship between him and Lan Sichen is inextricably linked, and
Helianze is his sister-in-law, and he will not be polite if he can use the resources.
Lan Sichen handed him the contract. Lan Ruixiu opened it and glanced at it briefly, frowning, "I just want to cooperate with you, and I don't want to acquire G&A."
"I bought G&A just to cover up my identity. I have no interest in the entertainment industry." Now that Lan Ruixiu is interested and he can get rid of it, why not do it.
Lan Ruixiu lowered his eyes and nodded in silence for a moment, "Okay! I will acquire G&A, but it will not change much the company's internal operations. The position of director is still Helianze."
Helianze will never be able to escape the fate of working for the Lan family.
"You can discuss the remaining details with my secretary."
Closing the folder with a snap, Lan Ruixiu raised his eyes, staring at him with deep eyes, "She disappeared for two months."
Lan Sichen's cold expression was indifferent, but his violently trembling eyelashes revealed the turmoil in his heart.
"With your intelligence, you won't be able to guess why she went crazy and why she disappeared."
"Isn't this what you want to see the most?" Lan Sichen's cold eyes met him, trying his best to suppress the undercurrent in his heart.
During these days, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his work, not daring to let himself stop, let alone go to her. Because he knew better than anyone else, everyone in the world could go to her, but he couldn't.
Lan Ruixiu's face darkened, she leaned back and stared at him unhappily, "You are just relying on her to love you."
Lan Sichen tightened her fingers holding the pen and said quietly for a moment: "I would rather she love...not me."
If she didn't love me, maybe she wouldn't have so much pain and struggle. She wouldn't be so helpless that she doesn't know what to do. If she didn't love herself, everything would be different now.
"If I were you and she didn't have the courage to look back, I would look back for her. Hold her hand and won't let go even if she is in pain." Lan Ruixiu stood up with the contract and walked outside.
As he walked, he said, "Lan Sichen, my hatred for you has never changed. I curse you and her... to live a happy life."
Lan Sichen looked stunned, never expecting Lan Ruixiu to say such a thing. His eyes fell on the car key next to the computer, with a pink piggy hanging on it, smiling at him.
After a while, Lan Sichen picked up the keys and walked out of the office.
***
Suburbs.
The surroundings are pure, with blue sky, white clouds and green trees, and the beautiful scenery makes people feel relaxed and happy. There is no noise and bustle in the city center, everything is clear and quiet.
Silan has lived here for two months, helping out in a nearby medical community and living in a rented house at night. It is far away from the city, undeveloped and dilapidated, but has a group of simple and enthusiastic people.
When she woke up that day, her illness was more than half recovered, and she gradually remembered many things. She could not face Lan Sichen, so she could only leave quietly when no one was up. Not knowing where to go, she accidentally sat down
Went to this place in the car of a passing kind-hearted person.
She had no place to go, so she stayed here and relied on the people here to take care of her. Gradually, she got used to the life here. There was no intrigue, no entanglement of love and hate, and she finally found peace in her heart. In addition, in the medical community,
Even if I feel unwell, I can take free medicine and my body will gradually recover.
Sometimes she also helps the children here with tutoring, and the parents will warmly let her have dinner. She doesn't have to think about many things, and many people don't need to think about how to face it...
I don’t know how long I will stay here, but I can at least stay one more day.
Lan Sichen parked his car far away, went in through the back door of the medical community and went directly to the director's office.
"Mr. Xu." The director immediately stood up and greeted politely, "You come to see Miss Si again."
Lan Sichen nodded and sat down at the desk, "How is her health recently?"
"Ms. Si's mood is much more stable. She has been helping a few children with tutoring recently and she is much more cheerful. You don't have to worry about your health. You are recovering very well." The director reported back to him carefully.
Lan Sichen nodded and took out a check from his pocket, "This is my wish for the children. Please take care of her."
"No need...Mr. Xu, you haven't used up what you gave me before..." the director shied away, embarrassed to accept any more checks from him.