Love is not unhappy: it is difficult to distinguish between people and ghosts (2)
Love is endless but not joyful: it is difficult to distinguish between humans and ghosts (2)
She knew everything he had done for her, but she couldn't continue. Especially after knowing that he and Jane were about to get married, she had no courage to accept his request, not to break up, and to return to him!
He said nothing, let go of her clamped hands, silently pulled up her underwear, lowered her skirt, and slowly arranged the messy clothes for her.
His low, hoarse voice sounded emotionless in the darkness: "I'll take you back."
He said that he would never ignore or ignore her again.
His car was parked on another street and he was about to go through this dark and long alley. She followed him without saying a word. It was so dark in the depths of the alley that she could hardly see anything. Maybe it was because of his breath. She was not afraid at all when he was next to him. She could feel his tenderness in the dark, and she felt that she could touch him with just one stretch of her hand.
As they walked to the end of a long alley, the weak light became stronger and stronger, stinging people so much that they couldn't open their eyes. After walking like this, she finally didn't have the courage to take the initiative to hold his sleeve.
The car was on the side of the road, and he got in without paying attention to her, as if he expected that she would get in the car with him.
Lan Mufei stood at the door of the car and hesitated, then got in the car, but did not get into the passenger seat, but into the back seat.
The co-pilot was originally hers, but from now on it belongs to someone else.
Louis Ying's sharp eyes glanced at her through the rearview mirror. He didn't say anything. His face was extremely tense. He hadn't even fastened his seat belt and started the engine. His movements were seamless and smooth, and the car seemed to be moving away. The stringed arrow flies all the way.
There was silence in the car, and her shallow breaths were intertwined. She pretended to look at the scenery and focused her gaze on the receding light and shadow outside; while his eyes kept looking at her profile hidden in the darkness through the rearview mirror.
The car stopped downstairs, and Lan Mufei said "Thank you" in a low voice. When he was about to get out of the car, his cold voice sounded in the car, "Back then, you could sacrifice yourself regardless of your status as Long Lifei, but now you can't." If you don't want to stay with me, it's because you don't love me enough!"
Lan Mufei's hand on the car door lock froze, and his words were more like a sharp sword stabbing into her heart effortlessly, drawing blood.
She lowered her head and did not look at him. Her eyelashes as thin as cicada wings trembled violently, her clear eyes were filled with mist, and her voice tried her best to calmly answer him: "Maybe!"
Since you are determined to let go, why bother pretending to let go? If he thinks so, let him think so. If we separate, we will separate. Why do we separate? Does it matter?
He quickly opened the door, got out of the car, and walked inside without looking back.
Louis Yingqi kept staring at her back with his deep eyes, gradually drifting away until they disappeared. The veins on his forehead were looming, his fingers were clenched, and he punched the steering wheel in anger.
A hint of reluctance and conflict flashed across his eyes.
Lan Mufei had no energy to go upstairs and sat on the stairs of the emergency passage. The voice-activated light went off silently.
In the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, she bit her arm tightly to prevent herself from making any painful sounds. There was still the taste of his blood in her mouth, his warmth lingered on her lips, and even his voice lingered in her ears. It echoed, low and powerful, mute and charming, and all the past flashed before my eyes.
How could she not love him enough? She just loved him too much and wanted to be with him so much that she was afraid that they would not work out and would end up being hurt.
A Long Lifei cost her her entire youth and took nearly ten years to forget; how could she not be afraid and not afraid to continue? Even if it took ten years, she would not be able to forget this Louis British widow.
Tears flowed quietly in the darkness, like the coldest frost under the moonlight, so cold it was suffocating!
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May 8.
There were many media present at the new clothing launch conference of Huang Xiwen Studio. Lan Mufei was the person in charge of the studio, so naturally he had to appear at the scene.
As for Huang Xiwen, who couldn't come because she had to have a prenatal check-up, she sent her husband over and asked him to help Lan Mufei instead of his wife. Although setting up a studio was just a joke, she has been investing seriously, so naturally she wanted to
Make the studio better.
On the day of the press conference, Lan Mufei was so busy that she was originally the spokesperson for the press conference, but she was unwilling to face the spotlight and the camera, so this responsibility was entirely handed over to Mr. Meili, and she also used his fame to promote this event.
New products, hope to build the brand!
In addition to reporters and fashion critics, there were also many colleagues, models, and friends of Huang Xiwen who came to support her. The most important guests were probably Luo Ruochen and Louis Yingwu.
Luo Ruochen's appearance is still within the scope of everyone's understanding. The appearance of Louis Yingqi is really unbelievable. It is not Luo Ruochen's company, and it is not a very important occasion. It is impossible for Louis Yingqi to appear!
Although Louis Indigo appeared at the scene, he had no intention of being interviewed or speaking on the platform. He sat silently under the catwalk and watched the models wearing glamorous clothes on the catwalk.
Standing under the stage, Lan Mufei kept using the intercom to communicate with the staff, confirming the process, and glanced from the stage to the viewing seats with a vague look.
He was wearing a dark blue suit with a burgundy tie. His expression was arrogant, his eyes were waveless, his thin lips were tightly pressed in an emotionless arc, and his jaw was majestic.
Lan Mufei was very familiar with him in this state, which meant that he was impatient.
I want to laugh inexplicably. If I'm impatient, why did I come here?
When she heard someone say that the count was here, her heart skipped a beat subconsciously, as if it was electrified, and she was trembling. Her mind was very confused. Did he come for her, or was he invited by Luo Ruochen?
It is unknown and there is no way to investigate.
I finally pushed those messy thoughts out of my mind and concentrated on my work. Now that I really saw him, I wasn't that scared anymore.
When I couldn't see her, I missed her very much; now that I saw her, it was just a feeling of sadness and helplessness, adding a bit of loss to her peaceful life.
There was even a voice in my heart saying: Lan Mufei, look, none of you died after leaving, and are alive and well.
Louis Yingqi leaned back in his chair, and although his sharp eyes were on the catwalk, the corner of his eyes was always looking at that unnoticed corner.
Today she was wearing a short-sleeved chiffon shirt, her hair seemed to be dark, with a golden belt around her waist, paired with khaki pants. She probably wore flat shoes because she was going to run around; her hair was tied up, revealing her curves.
On the graceful neck, when the light is brought to it, the blue meridians are faintly visible.
On her slender wrist, the silver bracelet shone with light. As she waved her arms, the silver light flickered in his eyes.
The eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her expression was thoughtful: she seemed to have lost weight.
Luo Ruochen couldn't help but bumped him with her elbow, and lowered her voice and said, "That's enough for you! You said you wanted to support my wife, but you're here to look at your ex!"
Louis Yingzi looked at him with a disdainful tone: "You are such a resentful husband. No wonder Xiao Huang doesn't want you to accompany him for prenatal check-ups."
Luo Ruochen was poked at the sore spot and snorted coldly: "So what! At least I am a husband, you are not even a husband, at most you are an ex; and I warn you, don't call my wife Xiao Huang, you are doing this to me
My wife is like a puppy!”
Louis Yingqi sniffed at him and didn't even bother to give him anything, and even wasted his expression when he despised him!
Seeing that the earl ignored him, Luo Ruochen got excited. Watching the catwalk was boring anyway, so he came to him and said, "I heard that she is very popular in the company these days. She is beautiful, capable, and has a good temper. When my wife is talking to her assistant on the phone, I can
I overheard that many men are eager to try her now! How long do you think she can hold on without being tempted?!"
Louis Yingzijun's face sank calmly, his cold eyes swept towards him, and he gave him six words coldly: "Shut your stupid mouth!"
Wow, I was really going to go crazy. Luo Ruochen shrugged his shoulders innocently, sat in his seat and talked about everything, focusing on watching the catwalk.
Louis Ying looked at that thin figure again, his brows furrowed and irritated. Looking at the clothes she wore today, he didn't like them no matter what.
Wear white clothes and dark colors, who do you want to seduce?
He's not dead yet, not married, and hasn't found another woman yet, but she's anxious to start looking for her next one?!
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The press conference was a success, and the response to the launch of the brand must have been very good. Lan Mufei was so tired after a long day that she almost collapsed.
There was a thank you party in the evening, and all the reporters, guests, and staff who came today could participate. Lan Mufei stayed with Mr. Meili to socialize at first, but after two hours, she couldn't hold on anymore, and said she wanted to go to the bathroom, but in fact she didn't.
Making excuses to be lazy.
There is a small lounge on the right side of the elevator, completely transparent, with a coffee table, two sofas, and a pot of lucky bamboo. Lan Mufei stood at the window looking at the dim lights outside, with a glass of lemonade in her hand, slowly
Drink slowly.
"The boss is still busy, how dare you come here to be lazy!"
A joking voice came from behind, Lan Mufei quickly turned around and saw Luo Ruochen, standing there for a moment without saying a word!
Luo Ruochen walked to her side, looking much calmer and more relaxed. He looked at the dim lights outside the window and said, "Hang Hang has told you everything."
Lan Mufei hesitated and nodded.
"I'm sorry, we didn't believe you at first and behaved like that." When Luo Ruochen looked at her, his eyes were deep and complicated. He paused and then said, "This is how we have been here for so many years."
Living in this upper class society that seems to be free and glamorous but is full of swords and swords, I have seen too many people with beautiful faces but ugly hearts. I will not trust anyone, especially when there is a conflict of interest, and I will be cautious at all times.
.
I would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go!
In the eyes of others, whether they are scary or cold-blooded, these are the rules of the game that they must abide by in this era of law of the jungle!
"I can understand, but I can't agree!" This is not the only way to protect yourself, and not everyone has as ulterior motives as they think.
Luo Ruochen lowered his head and smiled, "I understand."
Lan Mufei pursed her lips and smiled, not wanting to make the atmosphere awkward. She thought for a moment, "Wenwen is having a prenatal check-up today, why didn't you pick her up?"
When Luo Ruochen mentioned his wife, he had a helpless look on his face and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, "She dislikes me now and says she is tired of looking at my face every day."
I never thought that Luo Ruochen would be disliked by others!
Lan Mufei couldn't help laughing when she heard what he said. It was really enviable to see him and Wenwen having such a good relationship.
Luo Ruochen glanced at the figure walking this way, raised his eyebrows, cleared his throat and said: "Actually, I didn't invite him here today, he insisted on coming here himself! As for the reason, I don't need to tell you!"
Lan Mufei looked stunned. She didn't expect him to bring the topic to that person so quickly. She didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, so she simply remained silent.
Luo Ruochen added: "Let me ask you the truth, do you regret breaking up with him?"
The person who walked to the door also heard what he said. He stopped his steps suddenly and stared at her thin back, as if he was looking forward to her answer.
Lan Mufei pursed her lips and smiled, and replied calmly: "I don't know, I have never thought about this problem!"
Luo Ruochen's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he looked at the door, "Oh, you must be very disappointed..."
Lan Mufei was startled for a moment, then turned around to see the tall handsome figure standing at the door, and subconsciously glanced sideways at Luo Ruochen.
Luo Ruochen shrugged innocently, touched the tip of his nose and said, "You guys talk, I have to go home to be with my wife."
After saying that, he ran away faster than anyone else!
Lan Mufei glanced at his handsome face, bit her pink lips, "I'm going in to get busy!"
When she was about to walk out of the lounge, he deliberately stood in front of her and refused to let her pass. After being blocked several times, Lan Mufei was slightly annoyed. When she raised her head to speak, she met his dark blue eyes and felt warm.
The wind passed by my ears, "Why hide, I won't eat you!"
"I didn't hide!" she denied.
Louis Yingqi snorted, "What you say means what you say."
"I really don't." Lan Mufei reiterated again that they could get together easily and break up easily. They couldn't be lovers, and they didn't hate each other and couldn't see each other.
"Then sit with me for a while!" He grabbed her wrist and sat on the sofa.
Lan Mufei wanted to resist, but she couldn't pull away his steel-like fingers. When she moved again, his evil voice came to her ears, "If you don't want to be famous, be good!"
After realizing the meaning of his words, Lan Mufei didn't move anymore. He loosened his hold on her hand, took the cup in her hand, and drank the half glass of lemonade that she hadn't finished.
Before Lan Mufei could say anything to him, he frowned and said in disgust: "It's sour or sweet, what's there to drink?"
It's such a familiar scene. Every time he saw her drinking lemonade, he would take a few sips and then think the lemonade didn't taste good and question her taste!
"It was you who drank my water without permission. I didn't mention you, but you have the nerve to talk about me!" I don't know who got this person's temper. It can make people mad to death in many cases.
Louis Yingwu raised his eyebrows, stared at her with a half-smile, and licked the corners of his lips sexily with his tongue, "You want me to pay you back? There is still some left in my mouth..."
Lan Mufei's cheeks burned red, she lowered her eyes and whispered two words to him: "...*!"
The low, soft words were particularly comfortable in his ears. The corners of his mouth could not help but turn up, his eyes fell on her white and slender fingers, and he pursed his lips and said, "We haven't seen each other for more than half a month.
Yes, isn’t it?”
Lan Mufei's heart trembled inexplicably. They had not seen each other since he sent her back that night. She could see it in gossip magazines before, but this time he was not in gossip magazines. There was no scandal about him.
She had no way of knowing the news.
When I heard him mention it, I couldn't help but feel sour in my heart. I nodded. I added silently in my heart: It's 21 days.
Nine days to one month!
Louis Yingwu's fingers stretched out silently, not holding her hand, but just hooking her little finger. Lan Mufei reacted and wanted to shrink her hand. The more she shrank, the tighter he hooked her and refused to let go.
Lan Mufei was anxious, afraid that someone would come out and see him. There were reporters behind that door. If he was seen, he would definitely be on the headlines of the newspaper tomorrow. She raised her head to ask him to let go, and she was caught off guard and fell into his mysterious eyes.
His eyes felt like he was being poisoned, and he didn't know why he didn't want to break free.
Those eyes were filled with loneliness and isolation.
"During this period of time in the company, there are only two points and one line at home, only steamed buns, no women." His little finger tightly hooked her little finger, and his eyes stared deeply at her, "For the sake of my performance, I have to
Don’t think about coming back to me?”
Lan Mufei's body stiffened suddenly. He never thought that such words would come out of his mouth. He subconsciously wanted to shrink his hand, but he still didn't let go.
"Why do you have to..."
"This is the second time you have rejected me." He interrupted her lightly. Her delicate face became clearer and clearer in his dark blue pupils, and his deep voice was firm and powerful: "I don't know how long I can hold on to you, but
I hope you won’t reject me again the third time!”
Things only come in threes. He only gave her three chances. Now that he has used them twice, she only has the last one left.
My heart ached with shock, and I turned my head to avoid his shining eyes. This feeling was like the Monkey King in "Journey to the West" who had a tight spell on his head. No matter how he moved, it still hurt.
It took a lot of effort to calm down my heart, and my thoughts finally calmed down, because one of his actions almost caused him to retreat, and he was almost defeated.
Her white teeth bit her tender lips tightly, refusing to speak out, fearing that as soon as she spoke, she would be tempted to agree to him and return to him.
All the hard work and suppression I did before was in vain!
The two of them just sat like this, no one said anything, their fingers hooked together like two children playing house, simple and beautiful.
He looked at her, and she breathed the air with his breath, as if that was enough.
He originally wanted to take her back, but was rejected. She wanted to take a ride with a colleague, but he didn't force her.
Standing in the crowd and watching her leave, the last thing that remained in my eyes was the silvery light on her wrist.
"She still has me in her heart."
"Ah?" Luo Ruochen, who was standing next to him, didn't understand what his meaningless sentence meant.
Louis Yingzi didn't even look at Luo Ruochen. He raised his thin lips and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. He pressed his fingers for a long time. Luo Ruochen was curious about what he was doing and came over to see. He put it away expressionlessly.
cell phone.
"Stingy, you'll die if you look at it!" Luo Ruochen rolled her eyes at him.
He said one word lightly: "Yes!"
"..."
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Lan Mufei was sitting in her colleague's car. Her phone vibrated as if there was a text message. She took out her phone and was stunned for a moment when she saw the name.
After all, I have never texted myself this name!
When she opened the text message, Bai Xi's cheeks turned green, white and red in the dim light.
Young Widow: From now on, don’t wear light-colored clothes with dark-colored underwear. It can easily stimulate men’s desire to have sex!
The hand holding the phone was trembling slightly. He bit his lip and quickly typed three words: Get out!*!
When I was about to send it out, I hesitated, but deleted it and changed it to: I want you to take care of it!!!
After a while, the text message came in again, and my cheeks were completely red when I saw it.
Widow Ying: I have just rehearsed how to tear off your clothes many times in my mind. Do you want me to go downstairs and wait for you now? Do you think who gets there first, or your colleague’s car?
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Young Master: Alas, with this old man like Yingzi here, I can’t even torture him if I want to... Leave me alone, I’ll go to the bathroom and draw circles.