Ending: Don't Cry, Say Goodbye, Don't Complain to the End of the End of the Text
Ending: No tears to leave, no complaints of final sorrow (end of text) Love may not have completely died in my heart,
I hope it won't bother you anymore, and I don't want to make you sad anymore.
I once loved you silently and without hope,
I endured both shyness and jealousy,
I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly,
May God bless you,
Another person will love you as much as I love you.
——Pushkin
The old man's fingers froze and he looked up at her. He said nothing, but his breathing seemed to have stopped nervously.
"I had no parents when I was born, and then I met my mother, but she didn't recognize me, and I didn't recognize her... But at least I knew what she looked like!" Slan's low voice was a bit reluctant, "But
I have never met my father...not even seen a photo..."
"You can't change my father, but you can at least turn him into a photo so I can see what he looks like..."
The old man was silent for a long time and sighed, "Since God has not placed him in your life, why should you cling to the people and things of the past."
Si Lan lowered his eyes and looked at the band-aid on his hand. Hearing his words, the corners of his mouth turned sour. What he said was not completely unreasonable.
"You are injured, I will take care of it here..."
The old man said as he rolled up his sleeves and planned to get enough food and clothing by himself. Si Lan pushed him outside and said, "This little injury is nothing. I promised to cook a meal for you."
When he heard her say this, he didn't argue with her and walked downstairs with his hands behind his back...
Mark rarely eats Chinese food, especially since Silan is a good cook. He ate two bowls of rice. He was very satisfied, but he kept repeating, "I won't forgive you!"
Neither Si Lan nor the old man paid attention, they just looked at each other and smiled.
After dinner, the old man sat in Si Lan's room for a long time, drinking tea made from tea leaves brought by Si Lan from China, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.
Mark was called down by the landlady. After Slan cleaned up the kitchen, the old man stood up and said to her: "My child, I have to leave..."
Silan nodded: "Where do you live? Do you need me to send you off?"
The old man waved his hand: "No, I mean I am leaving England."
"Don't you live in the UK?" Slan asked curiously.
"I came abroad when I was young and visited many places. I spent most of my life wandering and never went back. Now, it's time to go back."
The old man looked at the moonlight outside the window. The moon was still rounder than in his hometown.
"You are going back to China." Silan understood what he said.
The old man nodded and asked her, "What about you? When do you plan to return to China?"
"I don't know." A thoughtful smile appeared on Si Lan's lips, "My job is here. I don't have my home in China. It doesn't matter whether I can go back or not."
The old man nodded with a smile and placed his finger on Silan's heart. "It doesn't matter where your home is. As long as home is in your heart, you can find your way home no matter how far you go."
"Like you?"
"Maybe." The old man stared at her with his deep eyes and said, "Can I have one last request?"
"What request?"
"I want to hug you!"
Si Lan nodded without hesitation, directly opened his hands and hugged him gently, "I wish you a safe journey."
The old man hugged her with both hands, put his ear to her ear, and said meaningfully: "My child, you will definitely be happy."
He let go of his hand first, and Silan looked at him without saying anything. The old man nodded to her, turned and left.
Silan walked out of the door and stood in the corridor looking at the hazy and sad moonlight outside the window. The temperature in the UK in January was already extremely low, so cold that people could not help but tremble in the darkness...
I don't know how long I stood there. When the noisy surroundings gradually became deserted, the phone in the room rang. I don't know how long it had been ringing. Silan finally came to his senses. He went back to the room and picked up the phone and put it to his ear. A solemn voice came from the other side.
sound.
Her expression was very calm, and there was a hint of complexity in her calm eyes. She held the microphone tightly with her fingers, "I know, make arrangements as soon as possible. I have made arrangements here. Well, goodbye."
Putting down the phone, Si Lan turned around and walked to the window, continuing to look at the hazy moon outside the window, which seemed to shyly hide in the clouds...
The old man's words flashed through my mind again. It doesn't matter where home is, as long as home is in your heart, you can find your way home no matter how far you go.
only--
I can no longer remember what my home looks like.
****
Two months later, in April in the UK, the temperature warmed up, the earth recovered, and everything looked like it was reborn.
Slan's job in the UK was not stable, and she even had no salary for a month.
In March, she fell seriously ill and did not go to work for a whole month. After a month of rest, her face was still pale and bloodless. In order to prevent herself from starving to death in the UK, she had to support herself to go to work in early April.
Colleagues said she was like a vampire, so pale and terrifying...
Silan just smiled and said it was natural white, which saved money on cosmetics. In the research laboratory, Silan often fainted for no reason. The first time, she scared her colleagues out of their wits, and they sent her to the nearest hospital.
The second time, everyone was nervous, but by the third and fourth time, everyone was used to it...
The doctor said that there was nothing wrong with Silan's health, he just needed more rest.
Rest means no salary, but Silan still feels that she can not take more rest. She really doesn't want to starve herself without any hope.
Mark seems to have grown taller, and all the clothes he wore before are broken. He often complains to Si Lan that the landlady is stingy and unwilling to buy him new clothes. In fact, the landlady’s financial situation does not seem to be very good, except for the money paid by Si Lan.
Rent, and her shop should have no other financial income...
Slan promised Mark that he would buy him a new set of clothes after receiving his April salary.
For this reason, Mark stood at the door every day to greet Slan after get off work, and never once said that Slan was an idiot.
Silan is in medical research and is responsible for writing autopsy reports. As for other things, there is a dedicated person in charge. However, there was a serial murder case recently. The nearby police stations know that Silan is good at autopsy and has an analytical mind, so they specially invited her to come and help!!
Si Lan, who had no room for refusal, had no choice but to go to the police station to help. The three deceased were all women. They had been sexually assaulted and beaten before death, so there were many injuries on their bodies. However, the fatal cause of death was that they were strangled to death by the murderer.
.
The deceased's lower body had been cleaned with bleach, and no body fluid could be collected. All the fingernails of the deceased had been pulled out by the murderer and treated with bleach, so no skin tissue or fingerprints could be collected; Si Lan tried his best to
Collect more substances from the deceased so that the police can have clues to find the murderer.
It was already midnight when Silan walked out of the police station. After dissecting three corpses, he was already exhausted. What was even worse was that his stomach was growling with hunger and his stomach was throbbing with pain.
A police officer kindly offered to send her home, but Silan did not refuse and made another request, "Can you give me a bowl of instant noodles?"
The police officer was not surprised and immediately went to make a bowl of noodles for Si Lan and then drove...
Silan sat in the police car and finished the bowl of instant noodles without caring about the image, not even leaving a sip of the soup.
The police car listened at the door, and the police officer smiled and said: "You are really a special Chinese woman."
"Thank you for the instant noodles." Silan got out of the car with the garbage, "I'm sorry that the police car smelled like instant noodles."
The police officer shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said humorously: "It doesn't matter...because we all smell of instant noodles!"
Silan was amused by his funny look. When he looked up at the street across the street, he seemed to see a dark shadow flashing quickly, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"What happened?" The police officer asked curiously when he saw her expression changed.
Silan said jokingly: "I saw a dark shadow flash by. I was wondering if the murderer knew that I was responsible for the autopsy, and was afraid that I would find something, and now he is here to kill and silence him!"
The police officer got out of the car and followed her gaze, "Do you want me to go take a look? Or our police can arrange someone to protect you."
"I'm just kidding."
"But I'm not joking..." The police officer said seriously, "I have handled many cases in the police station. Many murderers are psychopaths. They can do anything. You don't understand..."
"I know better than you!" Si Lan withdrew his eyes from a distance, looked at him, and said seriously: "Don't worry, I have learned Chinese Kung Fu and know how to protect myself! Thank you for sending me back. Goodbye."
Without waiting for the police officer to speak, Slan turned around and went upstairs.
In the dark corner opposite, dark shadows were looming.
Silan had taken a shower, and the ringing of bells kept lingering in the empty room, as if stubbornly trying to exhaust all Silan's patience.
With water still dripping from her hair and walking barefoot on the tiles, Si Lan picked up the phone and put it to her ear. Li Mingzhe's evil voice came from the other end of the phone, "You are finally willing to answer my call."
"I have nothing to say to you!" Si Lan said coldly.
The forced kiss scene at the airport still makes Silan feel sick!
"I gave you a big gift! I think you can accept it!"
"Why should I accept it?" Slan retorted disdainfully.
Li Mingzhe was silent for a long time, then smiled instead of being annoyed, "Si Lan, the people who love you or are loved by you are really pitiful!"
Lan Ruixiu, so.
Lan Sichen, so.
Li Mingzhe, so.
Silan held the microphone and did not speak. She just counted the water droplets on her hair and fell to the ground. The black shadow she had just seen flashed through her mind, and Juanxiu's brows furrowed tightly.
"It must have been a week since he arrived in England. Didn't he come to see you?"
"No, even if he comes to me, it has nothing to do with me!" Silan replied coldly, "Whether he lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me..."
Li Mingzhe smiled evilly, "Woman, are you angry?"
"Who's angry? I just can't bear his great selflessness, Ning Mo or Lan Sichen, they are all great. In order to prevent the pain of the people they love, they try their best to deceive, conceal, and even act... He
I want to be a deep character in a romantic drama.
The love hero, died secretly without anyone knowing, and waited for the body to rot, so that millions of viewers would be moved to the heart, with snot and tears. I am selfish, I am cold-blooded, I have no heart, no lungs, no feelings, enough of being a cold-blooded animal
!Fuck your great selflessness!”
Si Lan spoke a lot in one breath, without even taking a breath. When he finally finished speaking, he threw the phone aside and unplugged the phone cord.
Damn Li Mingzhe, damn - Lan Sichen.
The deserted moonlight poured in through the window, spreading indifference all over the floor. Silan squatted on the ground, holding himself with both hands, and tears fell down in vain...
Doesn’t he want to abandon himself? Isn’t he a great man who wants to die secretly by himself? Doesn’t he want her to get away...
Now that he has gone away, why is he chasing after him?
Why did he not dare to stand in front of me even though he was chasing me?
The crystal tears fell down one by one, and the corners of her mouth were so bitter. This damn man was really driving her crazy.
Si Lan didn't know how long he cried. He wiped the tears on his face carelessly and went downstairs barefoot. The streets were deserted and silent, the street lights glowed dimly, and the dilapidated houses gave off an ancient and mysterious atmosphere...
"Lan Sichen, get out of here... If you don't come out now, you will never appear in front of me in this life or the next life."
Silan's cold voice was hoarse, wandering in the deserted streets...
My bare feet stepped on the cold ground, and the chill seeped into my skin bit by bit through the soles of my feet. The blood in my body seemed to freeze with coldness, and I stood motionless in place.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a black shadow slowly moving towards her in the darkness opposite...
Getting closer...
The cold moonlight finally illuminated his emaciated bones. Wearing thin clothes, he stood in front of Si Lan, as thin as a bamboo pole. The tiredness between his brows could not be concealed, and his thin lips showed a sickly look.
pale……
Lan Sichen stood in front of her, his expression a little unnatural, cautious and uneasy, his deep phoenix eyes fell on her feet, and he sighed deeply: "Asian, you didn't remember to wear shoes."
——Ass, you didn’t remember to put on your shoes.
One sentence seemed to bring the two of them back to that tender time. Every time he said helplessly, why don't you wear shoes? Otherwise, he would go get slippers and put them on for her himself...
Si Lan looked at him with red eyes, turned his head for a moment, turned around and walked inside.
After taking two steps, he turned around and saw Lan Sichen still standing there, saying fiercely: "Why don't you come in?"
Lan Sichen couldn't help but be startled. When he wanted to speak, Silan deliberately turned around and walked upstairs.
Lan Sichen has been standing outside and watching, imagining countless times what As's current room looks like, but he didn't expect it to be so messy.
The desk was piled with professional books, the quilt was unfolded, the clothes in the clothes basket were in a mess, and there were a few pieces of dirty clothes piled at the end of the bed that had no time to be washed.
Si Lan took out a clean bathrobe from the box and threw it to him. He pointed at the bathroom door with an almost commanding tone, "Go take a shower."
Lan Sichen hesitated for a moment, took his bathrobe and went to take a shower.
The white bathrobe looked particularly funny on Lan Sichen. Although he was very thin, he was a head taller than Silan, with a large section of his arms exposed. His hair was dripping with water. He stood there and looked at Silan with nostalgia in his eyes.
The thicker.
"Sit" Silan pointed to the bed. Lan Sichen came over and sat down. Silan took a towel and rubbed his hair roughly, even pulling out a few of his hairs.
"It hurts, Asi." Lan Sichen just frowned at first, but Silan's movements became more and more rough.
"Deserve it!"
Si Lan said this, but the movements of his hands slowed down and softened. After drying his hair, he let him sleep on the back of the bed.
Turn off the lights, it's pitch black, and except for the faint sound of breathing, you can't see anything else.
The bed was so small that it was impossible for two people not to touch each other. Silan felt his body temperature was cold, so she grabbed his hands and put them on her belly without hesitation, using her own body temperature to warm him.
Lan Sichen was startled and struggled to withdraw his hand, "As... Liang!"
"If you move again, get out of here!" Slan yelled fiercely, grabbing his hands as if he had put his feet on his stomach.
Lan Sichen stopped moving and just sighed deeply. She had been living in England for several months and her temper was getting worse and worse.
"As..."
"Shut up! I don't want to talk to you!" Silan interrupted him coldly.
Lan Sichen sighed again: "As, I was wrong!"
"Are you wrong?" Si Lan stared at him with wide eyes in the darkness, "What's wrong with you? You and Ning Mo are the greatest and most selfless men in the world!"
Lan Sichen was not a fool and could not hear the irony in Silan's words.
"Lan Sichen, if you are a man, please remember that it was you who said we broke up, and we broke up! Leave me at dawn tomorrow. If you dare to say one more word, I will dissect you.
"
Lan Sichen leaned closer to her, his warm breath came to her face, and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Asi, I regret it..."
"I regret breaking up with you, regretting letting you go..."
"Lan Sichen! That's enough!"
Silan couldn't help but throw away his hand and sneered: "Don't you want to hide alone and die secretly? Don't you like to act with Keqin? Go ahead and act! What are you doing to come to me?
What do you think of me? If you want me to leave, I will leave. If you regret it, I will have to go back to you obediently? I am not your dog. If you give me two bones, I will have to wag my tail at you.
"
"You have the ability to act with Keqin and drive me away, but why don't you have the ability not to appear in front of me for the rest of your life?"
Lan Sichen held her hand and refused to let go. His low and hoarse voice humbly disappeared into the dust, turning into nothingness. He could never be found again.
"I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again. I really thought I was going to die, and I was afraid you would think you were the one who killed me... I don't want to make you suffer!"
Slan tried to shake off his hand several times without success. She did not soften her heart because of his words and continued to sneer, "Why didn't you think about my pain when you drove me to the UK to be alone? You destroyed me.
Why didn't you think about my pain when you were in love? Lan Sichen, please stop being so self-righteous to me."
The voice was choked, and tears fell silently in the darkness. When the voice came up again, it was full of grievances, "Yes, I took away one of your kidneys! But you didn't take my heart, you almost killed me."
I spared your life in the first place. Why do you think that I would feel guilty when I found out about your kidney failure and that I was the one who killed you?!"
"So what if I kill you? Isn't it enough for me to pay you with my own life? Lan Sichen, you bastard!"
Lan Sichen's heart ached, and he leaned closer to her. In the darkness, he allowed himself to kiss her cheek and dry the tears from the corners of her eyes. His low and hoarse voice was full of pampering and guilt, "Yes,
I'm a bastard! I made you sad...it's just...it's just that I promised you that I wouldn't die in front of you, but I can't let you go in front of me first..."
"Lan Sichen, you have been smart all your life, but now you are as stupid as a pig! If I ask you not to die in front of me, you will not die in front of me. If I tell you to get out now, why don't you get out..."
There was more grievance in the voice, and tears swept over me again...
Lan Sichen hugged her tightly, held her in his arms, kissed the corners of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I won't get out, otherwise you will cry again. I can't bear to let you cry... Every time you cry, I
Everyone feels like the end is coming."
Silan wiped all the snot and tears on his nightgown. She didn't know whether she was tired from crying or cried until she fell asleep. Silan curled up in his arms and slept peacefully until dawn, until the alarm bell woke him up.
Lan Sichen slept peacefully next to her, with his big palm still restrained on her waist; Si Lan carefully removed his hand, got out of bed quietly, leaned over and covered him with the quilt. He turned around to wash his face and brush his teeth.
I changed my clothes and prepared a simple breakfast.
Lan Sichen woke up and saw her looking for documents on the file, "Going to work?"
Si Lan said "Yeah" and finally found the information he wanted in a pile of documents. He turned around and looked at his hazy face. It was rare to see him when he was unconscious; "Where's the medicine?"
Lan Sichen rubbed his eyes, "It should be in his coat pocket."
"Take medicine and eat boiled eggs. If you sleep a little longer, I will ask the landlady to heat up a glass of milk for you at ten o'clock." Slan handed him the hot water and medicine.
Lan Sichen's transplant operation was successful, but because he didn't take care of his body before, he should have rested for a month or two after the operation. He ignored the doctor's advice and flew to the UK without taking a good rest. Now he is still very weak and needs
Take medicine and rest well; otherwise complications may occur and the consequences will be serious.
Si Lan secretly called Lan Yunsheng in the morning and found out about his physical condition. She was so angry that she wanted to throw him out.
He knew how bad his health was, but he still didn't listen to the doctor and ran around. If I had known better, I shouldn't have saved him and let him die early!
"When will you be back in the evening?" Lan Sichen was wrapped in a quilt and like an obedient child, he ate the medicine and boiled eggs and drank the water.
"It has nothing to do with you! Just leave me this afternoon, I won't take you in." Si Lan glanced at him coldly, and without waiting for him to speak, he walked out with the information, and the door was slammed loudly.
Lan Sichen sighed and looked at her room. Although it was not big enough and was messy and made people feel like a junkyard, it looked so warm in Lan Sichen's eyes at this moment.
There is a saying that says, wherever you are, there is heaven.
He did not continue to sleep, got up, changed his clothes, and began to help her clean up the room and desk...
***
Si Lan spent the whole day in the laboratory. Although her face was cold and cold, her brows could not hide the joy. Her colleagues asked her if she was in love.
Silan flatly denied it, how could he be in love?
The last person to leave the institute on weekdays is none other than Si Lan, but today the first person to leave was actually Si Lan. My colleagues were all shocked and insisted that Si Lan was really in love!!
Si Lan hurried home on his bicycle. As soon as he took a step forward, he was stunned.
The originally messy room suddenly became clean and tidy. The books and information on the bookshelves and desks were neatly arranged. The dirty clothes in the clothes basket were washed and dried outside. It was spotless, and the space became larger and brighter.
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Lan Sichen walked in from the outside, still holding the underwear that Si Lan had just washed, his eyes flowing with warmth, "Asi, you are back."
Si Lan originally wanted to ask him why he hadn't left yet, but when his eyes fell on the purple underwear in his hand, his cheeks turned red. He stepped forward and snatched it away. His voice was obviously unconfident, "Who asked you to touch my things?"
!”
He actually washed such close-fitting clothes for himself! Si Lan wanted to hit the wall and die.
"Asi, I'm hungry." Lan Sichen seemed to have ignored her words and looked at her with a sad expression.
Silan put his hands behind his back and frowned, "It's none of my business that you're hungry. You can go."
"I have nowhere to go." Lan Sichen stood still.
"You can stay in a hotel or anywhere, as long as you don't appear in front of me!" Si Lan said angrily.
Lan Sichen shrugged innocently, "I have no money."
Si Lan didn't believe his nonsense, "How can you, a dignified CEO, have no money?"
Lan Sichen looked at her with even sadder eyes, "Asi, I only ate one hard-boiled egg today, and I also helped you clean up the room."
Silan felt angry and frustrated! But when she saw his sad eyes, her heart finally softened...
Maybe I should have understood very early on that I was destined to fall into his hands in this life.
He sighed helplessly, "Sit there and wait."
Si Lan accepted his fate and cooked to feed this resentful man.
Lan Sichen's appetite was not very good, but because it was the food cooked by Silan, he still ate a lot. Half an hour after eating, Silan reminded him to take medicine. He originally wanted to drive him away, but who knew that he would take his medicine?
After returning from the bowl, Lan Sichen lay on his side on the bed, without taking off his clothes, and fell asleep directly.
Looking at the clean and tidy room, Si Lan couldn't help but sigh. It hadn't been long since his surgery and he hadn't had a good rest. His body was already fragile and couldn't withstand the torment. He had done so many things today and was so tired that he fell asleep.
is normal.
Si Lan went to wring out a towel and wipe his face and hands, took off his shoes, and covered him with a quilt. He turned off the headlight, sat at the desk and read the information, and only turned on a small desk lamp.
Lan Sichen stayed here for one and two nights, and naturally there would be a third and fourth night...
Silan has gradually become accustomed to it. Every morning when he gets up, he has to watch him take medicine, eat boiled eggs, and then go to work. The landlady will take care of him for lunch. Silan rushes back every time to cook for him in the evening.
Lan Sichen's body is very fragile. He had a low fever in the middle of the night for several nights. Si Lan took care of him around the clock, constantly wiping his sweat, and giving him antipyretic tablets in the middle of the night. He couldn't take strong medicines for fear of harming his body.
There are side effects, after all, he has just recovered from a serious illness.
Lan Sichen is always in good spirits during the day. After Silan goes to work, he gets up and cleans up the house. After his previous big cleaning, he is not so tired now; he takes a nap after lunch, gets up in the afternoon, reads a book, and waits for Silan.
When I come back to cook, he will be there to help...
At first, Mark hated Lan Sichen's existence because he always wanted to live with Si Lan, but the landlady refused. Now that Lan Sichen is living with Si Lan, how can he not be angry?
"She is my future wife!" Mark repeated for the hundredth time.
"She is my wife, she was before, she is now, and she is now." Lan Sichen answered impatiently for the hundredth time.
"I hate you!" Mark shouted.
Lan Sichen was silent for a long time and said: "I will buy you Transformers, but don't compete with me for your wife."
Mark thought for a long time, "Okay then! I'll give it to you..."
Slan put all his living expenses in a book in the drawer. He took half of the cash in the book and took Mark to the nearest toy store to buy Transformers...
Mark fell in love with Transformers all the way.
Lan Sichen glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and felt something in his heart. His love rival ranged from his brother to a little kid with a big butt...
Can Asi's peach blossom not be so prosperous?
Besides, sending away such a young love rival really insults his intelligence.
No matter how precocious Mark is, he is still a child. He was bribed by a Transformer and said to Lan Sichen: "Lan Sichen, the big guy."
Lan Sichen was stunned and didn't understand what he meant. Mark never knew his name, so he called him Big Man; how did he suddenly know his name?
"Lan Sichen! Lan Sichen!" Mark said over and over again excitedly. Seeing his confusion, he asked curiously, "Lan said Lan Sichen is in China because I like you! Don't you know?"
Lan Sichen's eyes suddenly turned red, and his heart was beating excitedly in his chest as if it was about to pop out of his body.
Lan Sichen, there are some things I will never say again after today.
Lan Sichen, I love you, even so, don’t you want me?
Lan Sichen means I like you.
Lan Sichen, I like you.
The word "As" was like air being sucked into his heart and lungs, like a tattoo engraved on his heart, like ivy wrapped around every part of his body. When it was tightened hard, it was painful but happy.
Thinking of what he had done, Lan Sichen was filled with regret. How could he not want her?
I almost lost my most precious treasure.
Lan Sichen, you are really the stupidest and stupidest bastard in the world!
When Silan returned home, Lan Sichen took the initiative to prepare the meal. After eating, he took the initiative to wash the dishes, as attentive as a weasel greeting a chicken. Silan was a little uncomfortable, so he didn't say anything, and sat busy at the desk again.
, the institute is very busy, and she needs to find a lot of information.
Lan Sichen didn't sleep. He sat on the bed and read a book under the quilt.
What did Silan think of? He opened the book for living expenses and looked at the few banknotes. His expression immediately changed, "Lan Sichen, where is our money?"
"I went to buy Transformers for Mark today." Lan Sichen put down the book and answered honestly.
The veins on Si Lan's forehead twitched, and he asked again: "Lan Sichen, how much money do you have left on you?"
Lan Sichen answered her, "I said, I have no money."
"Where's the money?"
"All my movable and real estate were donated, the company was sold to Lan Ruixiu, and the money from the sale of the company was also donated..." Lan Sichen said calmly. In fact, he didn't know the exact price of the sale. Anyway, it was all donated.
, without blinking an eye.
Anyway, Slan is gone, and I won't live long. What's the point of having so much money? Why not donate it all to help those in need.
"So..." Silan suppressed the annoyance in his heart, "Now G&A and S.A have become subsidiaries of Tianlan and belong to Lan Ruixiu?"
Lan Sichen nodded.
The veins on Si Lan's forehead continued to throb, and he smiled at Lan Sichen with squinted eyes. His fingers touched the thick professional books on the desk, and finally asked: "I remember you still have a house and a car..."
"The car was given to Helianze, and the house..." Lan Sichen paused for a moment, glanced at Si Lan, and then said in a much lower voice, "I was drunk and accidentally burned down the house!"
"Lan Sichen, you prodigal son!!!" The book in Si Lan's hand hit Lan Sichen's forehead accurately, and he shouted angrily, "Why don't you burn yourself too!"
Lan Sichen wrinkled his forehead in pain, "Lan Yunsheng almost dragged me out."
Silan wanted to scold him but was speechless, and sighed: "Lan Sichen, go away! I can't afford to support you!"
"Then I will support you!" Lan Sichen said righteously, how could he let his woman support him!
"You have nothing now, how can you support me!" Slan gritted his teeth.
"I'll go find a job tomorrow."
"Save it for yourself." Slan said angrily, "If you die in England, I will never help you collect your body."
After counting the remaining cash, it should be enough to last for a while until I get paid. Lan Sichen's current body is not suitable for work, otherwise it will be bad if he gets the root of the disease.
As for borrowing money, Lan Sichen couldn't do it, and Si Lan couldn't do it even more.
They are very brave.
Lan Sichen felt regretful. He had donated all his money before. Unexpectedly, the operation was successful. Lan Yunsheng's card was used to pay for his air ticket to the UK and stay in the hotel. Originally, Lan Yunsheng also gave him a card.
Ka, but the pride of a grown man is causing trouble, how could he accept it!
If he had known that Silan would be affected, he would never have accepted it.
Si Lan still gives Lan Sichen a glass of milk and a boiled egg every day; she originally ordered a meal for lunch, but now she eats sandwiches instead. The dinner is better cooked, and all the meat and meat is thrown into Lan Sichen's bowl, and she eats the vegetables herself.
.
Lan Sichen sighed, his voice full of guilt, "I'm sorry!"
Si Lan disagreed, "I am losing weight now so that I can gain weight better in the future!"
Lan Sichen nodded, thinking that he should go out and do something to reduce Silan's burden.
When Si Lan was at work, Lan Sichen was introduced by the landlady to work as a cashier in a private clinic from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Si Lan disagreed at first. He was aloof and full of arrogance. Lan Sichen was originally a rising star in the medical field.
Si Chen now works as a cashier in a clinic, which is even more humiliating than letting Si Lan go hungry.
She would rather go hungry than let Lan Sichen put herself in the dust.
Lan Sichen is very satisfied with this job. The salary is not much, but the working hours are relaxed and not tiring. It is very close to where he lives, and he can cook meals every day when Silan is not off work.
Silan sighed, "Lan Sichen, I don't need you to do this for me..."
The hand you hold the scalpel with, the hand you use to sign documents, should not be used to count banknotes.
Lan Sichen said calmly, "Asi, I'm not doing this for you, but for us! What's more, I studied medicine because of Qin Xin before, and later I started doing business because of Lan Ruixiu. No one has ever asked me...
…”
"What is my dream and what kind of job do I want to do?"
Silan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer the question.
"Yes, as the third young master of the Lan family, I am high and radiant, but that is the aura of the Lan family, not my Lan Sichen! The life I want is just to work from sunrise to sunset, simple and simple
Single, with the person I like."
Silan thought for a while and believed what he said. Lan Sichen has indeed never cared about fame and fortune, otherwise he would not easily return Tianlan to Lan Ruixiu, nor would he donate all his property...
"Then remember to take your medicine on time and don't be too tired." Si Lan asked him worriedly.
Lan Sichen nodded, held her hand, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
***
It is common knowledge in the institute that Silan has a poor boyfriend. It is also known to everyone that Silan is the poorest person in the institute.
She does not publish any academic papers, does not participate in any social activities, and does not do any other part-time jobs except for her own research. Naturally, she only earns a salary, unlike other colleagues who earn extra money and live a very wealthy life.
Silan's boss is a professor in his forties, and it is inseparable from him that Silan came in in the first place. He admires Silan very much, but also hates Silan, and hates Silan's paranoia and pedantry.
If Scorpio had participated in academic publishing, she would have become the darling of the medical community around the world at this moment. Unfortunately, since Scorpio published a few articles, which shocked the medical community and became famous for a while, she refused to publish any more, and first returned to China.
Later, he left the medical field...
Now that she is back, it is obvious that she has no intention of continuing to create Scorpio's glory.
Now that he knows that Si Lan is in love with a pauper, he is even more angry and often makes sarcastic remarks to her. Others can't help but sweat when they hear this. Si Lan smiles and nods every time without refuting; when his boss leaves, he turns around and
Asked a colleague where she could buy cheap clothes, and she wanted to buy two pajamas for Lan Sichen.
A colleague couldn't help but curiously asked her, "You are so beautiful, but you don't have as many outstanding suitors as you want. Why do you have to be with a pauper?"
Si Lan thought for a while and told his colleague: "Because I hate him!"
Because I hate him, I want to be with him all my life, torturing him all my life, so that his eyes and heart can only look at me, think about me, and never see anyone else.
She didn't want to explain the past. How could they understand that Lan Sichen looked so rich on the surface at that time, but was actually so poor.
But now Lan Sichen is truly rich.
Now Si Lan is also rich because he owns the rich Lan Sichen.
What's more, love has nothing to do with wealth or poverty.
The colleague looked at her with strange eyes, not understanding what she meant at all. How could you still be with that person if you hate someone?
Si Lan just smiled, carried his sample back to the research room, and continued working.
When he got off work, Silan went out to buy some fruit. When he got home, Lan Sichen was about to cook. Silan put down the fruit and asked him to rest while he cooked.
Lan Sichen left the kitchen without refusing. After a while, Lan Sichen came back, hugged Si Lan from behind, kissed her forehead with his lips, and sprayed warm breath on her neck.
Si Lan frowned and said, "Get out, there is a lot of fumes and it's not good for your health."
"It's not good for your health, isn't it?" Lan Sichen's deep voice made Silan's spine visibly stiffen.
Lan Sichen's fingers moved slowly down her back, little by little, and finally stopped on her left side near the kidney. His eyes became moist and hot, and his voice was trembling, "It's really amazing.
, it has no blood connection at all, and it has no repulsion in my body at all."
Si Lan turned off the fire and turned around to see tears flashing in his eyes, his heart tightening in pain. He poked the dimple at the corner of Lan Sichen's mouth with his finger, "Lan Sichen, Lan Sichen, I said you can't die in this world."
What's in front of me, not even fate can do."
"Asi, why are you so stupid?" Lan Sichen had just returned to the room to clean up her desk, but he saw her surgery sheet at the bottom of the drawer. It turned out that the kidney transplanted into her body belonged to Si Lan.
."I don't deserve this."
Si Lan smiled, but his eyes were moist, "Since you were eighteen years old, you have had no idea of living. Even if you love me, you have never thought of working hard to live for me!"
"But Lan Sichen... I won't let you die, because I can't imagine you dying in front of me again, whether I can support you!"
"No way... The doctor said I can live to be a hundred years old. If you live to be ninety-nine, I will send you away!"
"I hope you won't break your promise this time!"
"Never." Lan Sichen lowered his head and kissed her lips, picked her up with both hands and walked towards the room.
Lan Sichen put her on the bed and kissed her drunkenly. Silan pushed her away and said, "Your body is not well yet..."
Lan Sichen remained silent, still kissing the skin of her neck, and his fingers ignited a fire on her body. Si Lan gradually lost his breath, panted slightly and wanted to speak, but unexpectedly a picture appeared.
Her lips were blocked by a warm and soft tongue. He turned over and pressed on her body, kissing her non-stop while using his hands and feet to help her take off her clothes.
After a while, his clothes were taken off, and as soon as his skin was exposed, his lips pressed against it, from his lips to his ears, to the bottom of his neck, sucking heavily, biting lightly, all the way down...
His fingers went all the way down her waist, causing Si Lan to tremble all over. He made his mouth go dry, and he finally knew whether his health was in good condition.
Just as Lan Sichen inserted his fingers that were wandering on her skin into her body, she suddenly hugged his neck and kissed him, her body pressed tightly against him. In this matter, Lan Sichen
Being a good teacher, Si Lan learned quickly and responded to his kiss while helping him take off his clothes.
The emotions of both of them were rising. They were breathing heavily, a little confused, and a little unable to control themselves. She got up and got out of bed to help him remove the last barrier. He cooperated with her to sit up and kicked off his underwear, a little eager, a little anxious.
Regardless, he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms and kissed her passionately. Her hands were hooked around his neck, and she was almost hanging on his body. The two of them kissed deeply, turning and turning.
When he impatiently pressed her down again, Si Lan was already dry and her consciousness was blurred, so she could only let him fall. Lan Sichen's movements were very gentle, gentler than ever before. The whole portrait
I was floating in the clouds, and a thin stream of sweat broke out on my back.
For the first time, Si Lan knew that a man could be so gentle. She couldn't bear it and called him, "Si Chen... Si Chen..."
Her eyes were blurred, her lips were red, and her whole body was full of desire, but she couldn't express it, so she could only scream word by word. Lan Sichen had never been so fragile before, and he couldn't help but smile low, and he was even more affectionate towards her.
Be gentle.
After this night of lingering, Si Lan felt dizzy, probably due to anemia, and couldn't regain consciousness for a while after strenuous exercise. Lan Sichen took her to the bathroom to clean up. After cleaning, he hugged her and watched her sinking in his arms.
She fell asleep and couldn't help but kiss her forehead.
When Silan went to Florence, Lan Sichen had a physical problem. As a doctor's intuition, Lan Sichen went to the hospital for a check-up, but he didn't expect that the physical check-up report got into Li Mingzhe's hands first.
Lan Sichen only had one kidney left. He had been shot and had a car accident before, and his body had been greatly traumatized. Although he had saved his life at the time, his body was not as good as before. The remaining kidney began to slowly fail. It was also in
It makes sense.
The doctor said that his situation is quite special. If he can get a kidney transplant as soon as possible, he will be fine, but if not, he won't live long.
Lan Sichen has never dared to tell Silan or anyone; he didn't want Silan to blame himself and think that it was because she took away a kidney that he had kidney failure...
In fact, the real reason was the car accident.
He has been struggling and contradictory in his heart. He is reluctant to give up Silan, and he is even more reluctant to let Silan feel sad about his own affairs... He cannot resist Silan's tenderness and affection, and he is even more painful in the face of his aggravated illness.
In the end, he chose to give up and even asked Keqin to perform a scene to let her leave.
But he didn't know that Li Mingzhe finally helped him show the case to Silan. Silan didn't collapse or go crazy. She was calm and strong. She had been waiting for Lan Sichen to confess to him...
Silan prepared for the worst. If he really couldn't find a suitable kidney, he could at least stay with him until the last second.
But he didn't expect that Lan Sichen would choose the same selfish "greatness" as Xu Ningmo. He didn't know how much Ning Mo's behavior moved Silan but also how painful it was, because he wouldn't even see him for the last time.
There will be no more pain, but those who live will always live in inner self-blame and regret.
Si Lan was like a child, angry with Lan Sichen. She kept waiting for Lan Sichen to confess, but finally waited until Lan Sichen said they broke up...
If you break up with her out of anger, break up with her; if you tell her to go away out of anger, she will go away...
In private, she had already asked Lan Yunsheng and Lan Ruixiu for a physical examination, but the result was disappointing. Neither of them was suitable for Lan Sichen to do a kidney transplant. At the same time, Silan's physical report came out, and the result was
Unexpectedly.
Si Lan's kidney was suitable for transplantation to Lan Sichen. She originally planned to tell Lan Sichen to arrange the operation as soon as possible, but unexpectedly she saw him deliberately acting with Keqin in the mall...
Si Lan was so angry that he didn't say anything, and fled to England in anger. Lan Sichen wanted to die so much, why didn't he help him?
On the way to the airport, she still felt soft-hearted and reluctant to give up, so she called Lan Yunsheng; her kidney could be transplanted to Lan Sichen, but none of them could tell Lan Sichen!
As for how to tell Lan Sichen that he has found a suitable kidney for transplant without making him suspicious, leave it to Lan Ruixiu and Lan Sichen to deal with Lan Sichen's attending doctor.
In March, Lan Sichen's health became worse and worse. The doctor said before that he was trying his best to find her, but later said that he had finally found her. Lan Sichen did not become suspicious, and he did not expect that this person would be Si Lan.
Si Lan secretly returned to China in March, and no one except Lan Yunsheng and Lan Ruixiu knew about it.
Although there was no blood relationship, there was no rejection of the kidney that Silan transplanted to Lan Sichen. The doctor said that there had been cases like this before, but not many, so it was considered a miracle.
Silan took a week's rest at Lan Ruixiu's place and was forced to return to the UK. She refused to listen to Lan Ruixiu's dissuasion and returned to the UK to recuperate for a month. However, her body had undergone heart surgery before, and now it was abnormal to have one missing kidney.
Fragile, this is the reason why she faints at every turn. (Author: I know you are complaining about the young master's various neuroses, mental illnesses, and psychopaths in your hearts at this moment. The male and female protagonists are half-dead)
Lan Sichen's operation was successful. The first thing he did when he got out of bed was to find Si Lan. He finally found her and watched her go out, go to get off work, and get off work every day. She was so close, but he didn't dare to get close.
He has not forgotten that he was the one who initiated the breakup in the first place!
If there hadn't been that phone call from Li Mingzhe, and if Silan hadn't been worried about his health, we don't know when they would have gone back and forth before they could truly be together.
Now Si Lan and Lan Sichen both have ordinary and ordinary lives. They no longer have a halo or busy work. They only have each other in their lives. They live in a small house, but they are doubly happy, because as long as they open their eyes
Eyes, we can see each other anytime and anywhere.
Lan Sichen also picked up a medical book again to take the doctor's qualification certificate test. A doctor at the clinic resigned, so he took his place. Si Lan was doing medical research and Lan Sichen was a doctor. The two seemed to be a perfect match.
***
After a moment of upheaval, Lan Sichen put the ring he found in the drawer on her, kissed the corner of her lips and said, "As, let's get married."
Silan curled up in his arms, yawned, and decisively refused, "No."
"Why?" Lan Sichen frowned.
"Who knows when you will be so great and selfless and break up with me! I have divorced you once and been dumped by you once. Haven't you ever heard that you can have one or two but not three? Don't get married!"
Silan disliked him, turned around and hugged the pillow to sleep.
The most important thing is that she promised Lan Ruixiu that as long as he doesn't get married for a day, she can't get married either.
Lan Sichen frowned, stretched out his long arms to pull her into his arms, and coaxed in a low voice: "I promise I won't let you have a third chance to take off the ring! Let's get married, okay?"
"No!" Silan was as stubborn as a little monster, but his voice was soft, "Lan Sichen, go to bed quickly. You have to go to work tomorrow..."
"Really not getting married?"
"Not getting married...ah!" Si Lan suddenly screamed, "Why are you biting me!"
"I can't sleep, do something else..."
Lan Sichen pressed on her body again, nibbling on her milky skin and bullying her fiercely!
Don’t get married, don’t get married, don’t get married, then just do it until you are willing to get married…
The next day, Silan got out of bed with weak legs, and Lan Sichen felt refreshed and went to work like a spring breeze. Silan felt dizzy, exhausted, and had a stuffy heart, so he called to ask for leave and stayed at home to rest.
Lan Sichen came home from get off work and saw her lying on the bed. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, "What's wrong with you?" Last night was not good, could it be that you were exhausted?
Silan moved inside and made room for him, "Lie with me for a while and talk."
Lan Sichen's eyes flashed with suspicion, but he still took off his clothes and lay next to her. Silan's head rested on his arm, his eyes fell on his portrait on the wall, and he listened to Lan Sichen's strong heartbeat in his ears.
A bright smile appeared on his lips.
"Are you feeling unwell? Let me check for you..." Lan Sichen asked concernedly, not trusting her.
Silan ignored him and said to himself: "Lan Sichen, let me tell you a secret." He was heartbroken.
"What secret?" Lan Sichen raised his eyebrows. Could it be that this secret made her feel so wrong?
"My father is not dead..." Si Lan opened his mouth and threw a flat mine...
Lan Sichen raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, placed his palm on her forehead, and said to himself, "I don't have a fever."
Silan slapped his hand away and said in a soft voice: "You're the one who has a fever!"
"The paintings on the wall were painted by my father for me. Qiao Yan is not dead..."
"Wasn't he killed by Jing En?"
"This is complicated to say. In fact, Qiao Yan is not a child of the Qiao family at all. The real Qiao Yan died when he was born. Qiao Xue's mother is my grandmother. She was so heartbroken that she adopted someone else's child to raise! This matter
No one except grandma and Qiao Yan knows the truth. It was not Qiao Yan that Jing En killed, but Qiao Yan’s twin brother..."
Lan Sichen's brows knitted together as he heard this, "Since he and Qiao Xue are not biological siblings, why did..."
"He loves Qiao Xue, but he is weak by nature and bound by moral standards. Even if he is not related by blood, he dare not take a step out of the trap. After being framed by Qiao Yu, he cowardly chose to escape and hide his name.
I don’t even dare to inquire about the Qiao family.”
"Then how do you know all this?" Lan Sichen felt happy but also had a headache; she was happy that Silan was not the product of incest, and she did not need to feel inferior because of her identity. The headache was...Silan's identity was far away.
More intricate than he knew...
"After he found out about Jing-en, he went around asking about Jing-en and me. Only then did he know that the person Jing-en killed was his twin brother. He also knew about me and you, and knew that I was in the UK, so he flew over here to secretly
Look at me. I just didn’t expect Mark to take me to see him.”
"He recognizes you?"
Si Lan shook his head, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, "He didn't recognize me. He wrote a letter and hid it behind the painting. I wanted to wipe off the dust on the painting once and found it accidentally. He was confessing throughout the letter.
, because of his cowardice, Jing-eun and I suffered a lot..."
Lan Sichen hugged her and rubbed her hair, "Don't be sad, now you have me, at least you came into this world upright!"
"I'm not sad, I'm just sad for you!" In this way, will you feel inferior to your birth.
"Silly boy!" A smile appeared on Lan Sichen's lips, and he said in a low and hoarse voice full of endearment, "Then I will also tell you a secret."
Si Lan looked at him with wide eyes, "What else do you have to hide from me?"
"You should remember that Qiao Yu heard about my life experience in the hospital and saw me standing in front of you, but there was one more thing she didn't know!" Lan Sichen's lips curled up into a spring-breathing smile, triumphantly, "She didn't know
, I kissed you back then!”
Lan Sichen feels that this is the best thing he has done in his life.
When I saw Si Lan as an infant, I didn't know why I was attracted by her eyes. I didn't even know why, but I kissed her soft lips at that time, so pure, without any distracting thoughts.
.
Si Lan was stunned, looking at him, and couldn't help but smile.
After going around in circles for so many years, it turns out that their fate was already destined before they even knew it!!
"Okay!" Slan sat up and said to him, "Let me tell you another secret."
"What secret?"
"Lan Sichen, I'm pregnant."
Young Master: The main text is complete here. As for Si Lan’s father and children, they are left in the extra chapter. I can’t write any more in the main text, otherwise I will have to write it until the beginning of spring... Embarrassing! The extra chapter is about a female protagonist and a male protagonist, and the children and their family are sweet, interspersed with the eldest son.