076: Ending: I love you, it's better to stop here 3
076: Ending: I love you, it’s best to only come here (3) 076: Ending: I love you, it’s best to come here (3)
Lan Sichen stood by the window of the office. The glass window was bright and clean, and the blue sky seemed to have been wiped by someone. A few leisurely clouds were floating, moving their positions without leaving a trace.
Lan Yunsheng pushed open the door and entered. His eyes immediately caught his lonely back. His sudden words broke the silence of the office, "The plane will take off in an hour. You still have time to chase after him."
Lan Sichen's back was stiff, motionless, and he stood there for a long time, seemingly not hearing what he said.
"I don't know what made you make such a decision, but no matter what the reason is, it's not worth giving up on her!" Lan Yunsheng walked to him and stopped, looking sideways at him, "You love her very much,
Isn't it?"
"So what?" Lan Sichen met his probing black eyes and said softly: "Because of my so-called love, I can selfishly tie her to my side and let her live in a nightmare every night.
?”
"But -" Lan Yunsheng paused in her voice, her eyes were deep and her words were sincere, "Si Chen, love is inherently selfish."
"Just like Helianze and I, I never wanted to give up on him! Whether he is a man or a woman, no matter what happens between us, I never want to give up on him. Because I know that without him, I will never give up on him.
Living is not living at all..."
Lan Sichen pursed his thin lips in an indifferent arc and said nothing.
Lan Yunsheng tried to persuade him again, "Lan Sichen..."
"Stop talking." Lan Sichen interrupted him in a low voice. He had finally made up his mind to let her leave, and it was impossible to change her. Her leaving was a good thing for her.
Lan Yunsheng's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he sighed heavily, "Okay, I won't say it anymore. But - she will probably never come back after leaving this time. You should think clearly, even if you can't be together, you can go see her for the last time.
good."
After saying that, Lan Yunsheng left the office.
Lan Yunsheng closed the door of the office and turned around to meet Lan Ruixiu's sharp eyes. He said coldly: "He refuses to find Si Lan?"
"We grew up together, and you understand his temper better than I do!" Lan Yunsheng sighed feebly.
Lan Ruixiu's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he took big steps towards the office. Does this damn Lan Sichen know what he is doing? He will live or die when he doesn't get it, but he doesn't want her when he gets it...
Just when Lan Ruixiu was about to open the door, Lan Yunsheng grabbed him and said sternly: "What do you want to do?"
"I'm going to wake him up!" Lan Ruixiu gritted his teeth.
"You can't tell!" Lan Yunsheng said, grabbing his arm hard and shaking his head, "You must not tell the truth to Lan Sichen now."
"Why?" Lan Ruixiu frowned.
Lan Yunsheng hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice so that only he and Lan Ruixiu could hear, "Because Silan called me before leaving. She told me..."
The more Lan Ruixiu listened, the less gloomy his face became. The veins on his forehead were bulging. His whole body was enveloped in a sinister aura. His clenched fingers made a squeaking sound. "Is she crazy? She actually did this..."
"This is the only way now!" Lan Yunsheng grabbed him hard, fearing that he would rush in and tell Lan Sichen everything on impulse, which would ruin all his plans.
"But……"
"Lan Sichen is our younger brother, isn't he!" Lan Yunsheng stared at him with deep meaning in his eyes.
Lan Ruixiu's sharp eyes were cold, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes, as if his left and right hands were competing, and he was in a dilemma.
Lan Sichen is my younger brother, but——
Silan is my favorite woman!
***
Si Lan took the ring off her ring finger and handed it to him along with the mobile phone in her pocket, "Please help me return it to him."
Li Mingzhe held the ring and cell phone and stared at her with evil eyes, "If you leave, don't come back again. I hope you can leave all your feelings for this place just like you did for your cell phone and ring, and don't take any of them with you!"
"
Silan nodded, "I will."
The radio was urging passengers flying to London, England to board the plane as soon as possible. Si Lan stood up and deliberately did not look at the entrance. His eyes fell on the sky outside. The sky was very blue and beautiful...
Li Mingzhe stood up and walked her to the entrance. When Silan was about to go over, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard into his arms. Silan fell into his arms too quickly.
Before he could struggle, there was a warm touch on his lips... His legs subconsciously pushed his heavy body away, and he touched his lips with his fingers, angrily: "Li Mingzhe, don't go too far!"
Li Mingzhe reluctantly rubbed the corners of his lips with his fingers, feeling her warmth, her breath, and her touch, with an evil smile on his lips.
"Anyway, I never thought about being a good person. Why do you have to thank me with a kiss for what I've done for you! Besides..." He paused for a moment and stared at her chest with his hot eyes, "This is already
It’s the lightest thank you gift I’ve ever received.”
"I hope you never let me see you in this life!" Silan's face was as cold as ice. He coldly dropped a word and walked into the boarding gate without a trace of nostalgia.
The thin back disappeared from sight, and Li Mingzhe's fingers were still on his lips, with a smile on his lips.
If I didn't do this, how could you walk into the departure gate willingly and without any nostalgia.
If I don't kiss you once, how will I remember -
You are the woman closest to my heart in this life!
Li Mingzhe narrowed his eyes, and his face returned to its previous condescending expression, full of evil. When he turned around, he saw Lan Sichen walking over in a hurry, his eyes anxiously looking for the voice.
When Lan Sichen looked at him, he was a little more surprised. When his eyes fell on the boarding gate behind him, he felt overwhelmingly lonely...
She is gone after all...
After all, I didn’t get to see him for the last time.
In an instant, the pain in my heart spread to every cell in my body, making me tremble with distress.
The trace arrived. Li Mingzhe looked at him provocatively, "I'm sorry, she has flown away... and will never come back. You will never see her again!"
Lan Sichen kept his eyes fixed on the boarding gate. He was sweating profusely, his breathing was disordered, and his face was pale as if he might faint at any time.
After Lan Yunsheng left, he thought about it for a long time, and finally let her go without seeing her for the last time... He had already driven over, and he just wanted to sneak a look at her in the crowd, and that was enough.
only--
It's too late!
I came too late, she left anyway!
It is impossible to meet again in this life.
Li Mingzhe shook the ring and mobile phone in his hand for a few times, and said with an evil smile: "Look, how much she hates you! She hates you so much that she not only keeps your ring, but also your mobile phone..."
"I think you won't want the ring back, and there's no point keeping the phone!" Li Mingzhe said, raising his hand and throwing Si Lan's phone to the ground, smashing it into pieces.
Just like the previous relationship between Lan Sichen and Si Lan, it was also shattered. Even if you want to pick it up again, it will still be incomplete...
Lan Sichen's face was expressionless, and he did not respond to his provocation. There was one sentence that kept swirling in his mind -
Asi, gone, my Asi is gone...
I have done a lot of psychological construction before. Knowing that Asi is gone, I will feel so reluctant to leave, miss you, and suffer so much...
I just didn’t expect——
The pain was so intense, so overwhelming, overwhelming, that it almost took my own life!
Li Mingzhe stopped when he walked to him, turned his head and said in a hoarse and hoarse voice, "Lan Sichen... just accept your fate and wait for death... If you can't get her, you won't get her for the rest of your life!"
"Shut up!" When Lan Sichen spoke, he also punched Li Mingzhe in the face with his clenched fist!
The surrounding passengers were stunned for a moment, and everyone looked over at the same time, looking at the two men curiously.
Li Mingzhe took several steps back, his face gloomy and scary. Lan Sichen used all his strength to punch, and his inner lip was broken by his teeth. Now the cavity is filled with the taste of blood... The tip of his tongue swept through the mouth.
He walked around and sneered: "I won't argue with you about this punch!"
"Because there is no point in arguing with a dead man." Li Mingzhe took out another thing from his pocket.
——Air tickets!
"If you hadn't tried your best to make her leave, maybe I wouldn't have had the opportunity to chase her! The next flight to London is in two hours! Lan Sichen, this is something you can't do in your life.
The thing...watching me do it now must be much more uncomfortable than the punch I received..."
Lan Sichen stared at him with sinister eyes, wishing to kill the man in front of him!
He wants Asi to be happy, but he is definitely not a man like this to give her happiness!
Li Mingzhe smiled evilly at him, showing a winner's smile!!!
***
One week later, London, England.
Slan returned to London less than a week ago and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the research of the medical team. Except for sending a safe email to Helianze, he did not contact anyone else.
She did not live in a prosperous and luxurious area of London, but in a relatively remote place. The landlady was a widow with a four or five-year-old son.
The house is relatively small, with a bed, a desk, and cheap bookshelves bought from the second-hand market, filled with various professional books. He has just started working and is very busy on weekdays. Except for coming back to take a shower and sleep, Si Lan has no time at all.
Go do other things.
The clothes in the small house were randomly arranged and messy, which was very different from the room she lived in before.
The landlady was very kind to her. Every time Silan was hungry and asked for instant noodles, she would ask Silan to go down to eat; her son, Mark, would ask her all kinds of weird questions, some of which Silan didn't even know.
How to answer! However, he will not get to the bottom of it. As long as Si Lan cannot answer, he will directly despise her with the look of "you are an idiot..."
Si Lan just smiled and didn't mind being looked down upon by a child.
Mark would often pester her to teach him Chinese. Silan taught him: "Lan Sichen..."
Mark was tongue-tied and after practicing many times, he finally managed to say the three words "Lan Sichen".
"What does Lan Sichen mean?" Mark said it many times, but he didn't know what it meant. "Are you okay? What does it mean to say hello in China?"
"No." Slan held him in her arms, let him sit on her lap, rubbed his head and said, "I like you!"
"Lan Sichen...Lan Sichen..." Mark chanted over and over again.
Silan smiled and laughed again and again, and he felt a little stupid. No one here knew about Lan Sichen, no one talked about him, no one told him about his situation...
Even if I shouted "Lan Sichen...Lan Sichen..." over and over to the empty road at night, no one would understand me.
Occasionally, drivers passing by would say to her, "ilove, you!"
Slan wanted to say: if,uck,you.
But she was not Helianze after all, so she couldn't say such vulgar words. She still said with a smile, "Lan Sichen..."
Most drivers would call her crazy in English.
Here she can say Lan Sichen to anyone, because no one can understand what she says...because everyone seems to be Lan Sichen, so strange!
Obviously I don't miss her very much, I just miss her, that's all.
"I'll take you to see the magic pocket!!" Mark stood up from her lap and held her hand, saying: "Although you are stupid, you taught me Chinese... Lan Sichen... Lan Sichen!
"
Si Lan thought for a while and roughly understood what he meant: Although you are stupid, you taught me Chinese and I like you. I like you so I took you to see the Magic Pocket.
only--
"What is the magic pocket?"
"Follow me...you come with me!" Mark held her hand and walked towards a strange road that Slan had never walked before.
Although Mark is thin, he can walk very fast. After crossing the long alley, the originally crowded feeling suddenly became spacious. It turned out that there was a small square diagonally opposite where he lived, and there were many white pigeons, old people and children here.
Bask in the sun.
Si Lan has never discovered that there is such a small world.
Mark suddenly let go of Slan's hand and ran towards an old man sitting at the corner of the square, shouting: "Magic Pocket..."
The old man wore shabby clothes and held an old-fashioned pipe in his hand. He looked like someone in the movie. However, his skin was very white, and although there were wrinkles on his face, his eyes were very bright.
"Mark, you're here again..."
Mark nodded, "I'll bring a friend to meet you."
He turned back and pointed at Si Lan and said: "Lan, Chinese woman, even though she is beautiful, she is actually very stupid!" He said the last part very quietly.
When the old man looked at Si Lan with a smile, his expression stiffened unnaturally, and he nodded and greeted her in English.
Silan came closer and did not look at the old man. Instead, his eyes kept falling on Mark!
Mark was obviously very happy to see the old man and said excitedly: "Magic Pocket, I don't want anything today...as long as you can draw a picture for me and Lan, okay?"
The old man glanced at Si Lan and narrowed his eyes: "Okay!"
"Sit here." Mark dragged Silan to find a clean place to sit down, and secretly told Silan, "The magic pocket can turn into anything, including hamburgers, sugar, and many things I have never seen before! He drew
The paintings are great. I drew one for me last time and hid it under the quilt. My mother would definitely be angry if she knew about it. She hates it when I meet strangers."
Si Lan just pursed his lips and smiled. The landlady didn't hate Mark meeting strangers, but every mother was worried about their children coming into contact with strangers.
There was a dirty drawing board beside the old man. He took out the drawing board and paper, and started drawing quickly with a pencil that was too short to hold. He looked up at Si Lan from time to time, his brows furrowed tightly.
…
Slan and Mark chatted, Mark complained about the weather in London, Slan complained about the air in London...
After finally having an afternoon of rest, Slan didn't go shopping or buy anything for himself. Instead, he sat here with Mark for several hours.
When the old man finished painting, Mark was the first to rush over and shouted dissatisfied, "You painted her too beautifully, and you didn't paint me at all!"
"I'm sorry, I'll draw it for you next time..."
"You like her, Magic Pocket. This is not good, you are not suitable for her, you are too old..."
"She is so beautiful." The old man said honestly, "I unknowingly drew only her..."
Si Lan came over and saw himself on the drawing paper. Although it was only drawn with a black pencil, both the facial features and the charm were lifelike, as if the person on the paper was a living person.
"I'm very angry...Although I think she's stupid, I like her! I like her, do you understand?" Mark gestured angrily, "In Chinese terms, it's Lan Sichen!"
——Lan Sichen!
The old man's face was obviously startled, and his eyes looking at Silan were a little more profound.
"When I grow up, I want to marry her as my wife, do you understand?" Mark finally expressed his thoughts!
Silan didn't feel embarrassed because Mark said the word Lan Sichen. Maybe the old man couldn't understand Chinese, and even if he did, he wouldn't know who Lan Sichen was!
"Mark, listen carefully... you are not suitable to marry her as your wife! You are too young. When you grow up, she will become very old, like me..." The old man pointed to the wrinkles on his face and said
Tell him seriously.
Mark shrugged indifferently, "I don't despise her for being stupid now, and I won't despise her for being old in the future! Besides, she will be much prettier than you even when she is old..."
"Can you give me this painting? How much does it cost?"
"Of course, no money required! I'll give it to you...as long as you agree to my one request!" The old man took the painting off, rolled it up and put it in the painting tube.
"What request?"
"Invite me to dinner! You cooked it yourself, Chinese food. I haven't had Chinese food in a long time..."
Si Lan hesitated for a moment, "I think so too, but I don't know if I can buy the materials!"
"I'm responsible for this! I have money..." The old man showed her the hat lying at his feet. There was a lot of money thrown to him by others, including banknotes, most of which were coins.
Silan nodded: "ok!"
"You can't do this... I'm really angry. You completely ignore my existence! I'm your friend, aren't I?" Mark, who was left out, spoke angrily.
Si Lan reluctantly held him in her arms, "Okay, I'll go back and treat you to some food, okay?"
Mark thought for a while and nodded, "I forgive you for now!"
"I will frame the painting and give it to you. When will you have time to treat me to dinner?" the old man asked impatiently.
"The day after tomorrow, I will get off work early!"
"Okay, see you then." The old man began to pack his things.
After Silan hugged Mark and said goodbye to him, he slowly walked back. On the way, Silan couldn't help but asked him curiously, "How do you know this strange person?"
Mark pouted, "Don't be like this... Lan, you don't really like him? He is not suitable for you, he is too old... he can be your grandfather... You should consider me, I am very young..."
Regarding the precociousness of British children, Slan is a little helpless, "If you still like me when you grow up, I will definitely consider it!"
"I will still like you very much when I grow up..." Mark replied decisively.
Slan just laughed.
***
The old man appeared at the door of Mark's house on time. Silan saw him standing on the second floor and waved him up. He was holding a painting in one hand and carrying many things in the other. He walked up steadily, and you could see his body
very good!
Si Lan took the things in his hand and was a little surprised to see the fresh vegetables, meat, and soy products, and even all the ingredients were complete.
The old man walked into the room and looked around. Except for a little mess, everything was fine.
"Do you want to put the painting here?" The old man pointed to an empty wall and took out nails and a small hammer from his pocket.
Slan finally understood why Mark called him the Magic Pocket. His pocket was indeed magical!
"Okay! Thank you, do you need any help?"
"No need! You just need to be responsible for making delicious food to fill my stomach."
"OK" Si Lan nodded and walked to his small kitchen.
Not long after, the old man pretended to be painting and walked to the kitchen door. Looking at Silan's skillful movements, he asked: "Do you often cook by yourself?"
"We often do this in China, but never come here!" Silan cut vegetables neatly without even looking at him, "You know, British people like to have simple lunches, such as sandwiches and baked potatoes, and they like light dinners, or frozen cooked food!
I am very busy at work and now I enjoy their eating habits. Although I miss rice occasionally...".
"Do you miss Lan Sichen too?" The old man suddenly spoke in Chinese. He spoke fluent Chinese. His Mandarin was even more standard than Lan Sichen's, and his words were clear and round.
Si Lan lost his mind and accidentally cut his finger, and blood gushed out...
She turned her head and stared at him with cold eyes, pursed her lips, and ignored the wound on her hand. The blood dyed the half-cut vegetables red...
The old man looked at her with sharp eyes and said nothing.
The two looked at each other for a long time, neither of them spoke first. Silan looked at him for a long time, but finally couldn't figure out who he was!
Could it be the person Lan Sichen arranged for him again?!
The old man kept looking at her bleeding fingers and sighed: "Are you going to be the first Chinese to bleed to death in the UK because he accidentally cut his hand while cutting vegetables?"
Si Lan came back to his senses and saw that half of the chopping board was stained with blood and the vegetables were dyed red. He calmly put it down and calmly put his fingers under the faucet to rinse.
It seemed like it wasn't her who had her hand cut off, and it didn't hurt at all!
The old man walked in, took her hand from under the faucet, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it gently. When blood was about to come out, he took out a band-aid from his pocket and applied it to the wound.
Silan's eyes fell on his pocket, "Can your pocket help me conjure a person?"
"Lan Sichen?" The old man raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, "You can't change it!"
"No!" Silan shook his head, "It's my father!"
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