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Love is not unhappy: I lost my love to tell the past (10)

Love is endless but not joyful: I finally lost my love and told the past (10)

Before her fingers touched the hem of Lan Mufei's clothes, she ducked quickly and said three words in a cold voice with a metallic edge: "Don't - touch - me!"

She looked at him with clear eyes, as if she were looking at a stranger. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she would never have believed that the brother she wanted to protect wholeheartedly had sold his soul for three million dollars.

Three million US dollars bought a person's soul, the relationship between sister and brother, and also bought her and the widow's future!

Yun Gu's arm was still in the air, unable to catch her, so he grabbed the cold air in his palm. The guilt in his eyes became thicker, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and three words slowly escaped: "I'm sorry."

Lan Mufei was extremely angry in her heart, but there was no trace of it on her pale face. A self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips, laughing at her own stupidity and stupidity.

Fighting, being a gangster, and selling drugs, how could she still be so naive and wholeheartedly believe that her Agu was still the innocent and kind-hearted Yungu from before?

"Eight years ago, you saved my life; I told myself in my heart that I will do my best to be good to you in this life; I will treat you as my younger brother and my only relative, and I will never abandon you!" Lan Mufei's

The voice was calm and calm, falling lightly on the willow catkins, slowly fermenting in the air, "But starting from today - you are no longer my brother."

Yun Gu's eyes were startled, and his soul was shattered.

Instantly, my eyes were filled with water, and I couldn't help but shake my head. The word "no" was choked in my throat, but I couldn't spit it out.

"Thank you, I will never trust anyone again!"

When Lan Mufei said a word, her heart ached with crushing pain; her arms pointed at the door, and her voice was cold: "Please leave now!"

"No! Sister, I'm sorry...don't be like this...sister..." Yun Gu's light blue eyes were filled with water, and her words were all echoing in his ears. His face was almost ashen, as if he was lost and homeless.

The child stretched out his hand to grab his only relative, "Sister..."

"Get out!" Lan Mufei avoided his hand, unwilling to let him hold her hand again, and drove him away with a cold voice!

Yun Gu didn't want to leave. Every part of his firm outline and facial features was filled with pain and guilt. Tears kept flowing out. Many words were choked in his throat and he couldn't say them. He kept waving his hands and doing sign language!

Lan Mufei no longer wanted to hear a word or read a word. She pushed him emotionally and pushed him out of the door. She closed the door with a bang, turned around and leaned her back against the door. Her body was powerless.

Slide down.

Yun Gu stood outside the door and kept knocking on the door, saying sorry repeatedly in a hoarse and choking voice.

Her knees slowly arched up, she curled up into a ball, covering her lips with her hands, her thin shoulders couldn't stop shaking, and tears couldn't help but flow down, flowing unbridled on her pale cheeks.

Her heart seemed to be blocked by something, all the way to her throat. She was almost suffocated by the dullness. The white teeth bit her own tiger's mouth involuntarily, biting through the skin and going deep into the flesh. She could not stop the painful scream, like a

An injured puppy, its whimpers condensed into injuries.

Yun Gu was slapping his hands outside the door, his palms and fingers were red, his body gradually lost strength, and he knelt on the ground in front of the door, regretting his regrets.

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December 24th, Christmas Eve.

Lan Mufei saw a bunch of things at the door early in the morning and knew who sent them, so she went out without even looking at them.

As she passed the newsstand, she glanced at the nearest gossip magazine out of the corner of her eye. On the cover was the person she dreamed of, and the girl next to her holding his arm affectionately had watery eyebrows and a flowery smile.

Her steps paused, and for a moment she was overcome with sadness and a dull pain in her heart; she didn't know whether it was the white mist she exhaled that blurred her vision, or whether she was hallucinating, but she seemed to see the person on the cover walking towards her step by step.

If this was a dream, could she choose never to wake up?

Jun Ying stopped in front of her, took off his thick black coat, draped it around her body, and gently took out her long hair from the clothes.

Her eyes stared at him greedily for a moment, reluctant to even blink, fearing that he would disappear if she blinked.

Louis Indigo wore only a black shirt and a gray sweater except for a coat. The anger in his clear eyes no longer existed, and his warm fingers fell on her cheeks. There was a hint of distress in his eyes, and his voice

Low: "Does it still hurt?"

He shouldn't have slapped her so impulsively. He knew how hard it was for her to hold on and how much psychological pressure she was under.

What he did was not good enough, otherwise how could they have gotten to this point!

The moisture in her eyes could not stop pouring out, but it was not for herself, but for him, for his apologetic and distressed tone and concern!

"You shouldn't forgive me!" She choked, her voice hoarse, filled with grief.

Louis Yingwu pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to forgive you, but I hate you -" his voice paused, the corners of his lips curved in a self-deprecating arc, his expression was lonely and helpless, accompanied by Bai Wu's hoarseness

The voice sounded heartbreakingly: "I can't do it!"

Lan Mufei cried even harder. He held her in his arms so tightly that there was no gap left. He wished he could rub her into his bones and blood and merge into his soul so that there would no longer be any harm.

Louis Indigo, you fool!

She hugged him, tears welling up in her eyes, and her heart ached.

Louis Yingqi hugged her tightly with his long arms, and couldn't help but kiss her long hair. He felt sorry for her everything. He glanced at newspapers and magazines from the corner of his eyes, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He lowered his head and put his lips close to her ear and said, "Don't believe that!"

There are many things that he can’t help himself with!

Lan Mufei felt heartbroken for him and burst into tears. It was too late to feel sorry for him. How could she have the mind to think about other things!

"Give me a little more time..." His palm fell on the back of her head and held it tightly. Even at this point, he still couldn't let go!

He still wants to be with her, he must be together!

Today's newspaper headlines are the news of the engagement of Louis Ingren and Jane Lanstro. The engagement party was yesterday!

This report lets everyone know that the Louis family has always belonged to Louis the widow, whether it is the company or the glory of the earl, he can always enjoy it exclusively. Others want to get a piece of the pie, don't even think about it.

Lan Mufei's fingers gripped his clothes tightly, so hard that her fingertips turned pale. She took a deep breath to calm down, "The young widow..."

His voice was hoarse and trembling, wandering between the two people.

"We already love so painfully, we shouldn't drag one more person into this abyss!"

Jane really likes him. No matter what happens in the future, since he has decided to do this, he cannot regret it, nor can he hurt Jane and make her miserable like them.

When Louis Yingwu heard her words, his eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he held her hand tightly, as if he was going to crush her bones, "You want to leave me?"

Lan Mu Fei looked at him with red and swollen eyes, "We can't lose our last moral bottom line."

Their love has caused them to lose too much, and they cannot hurt other people's love just because of love!

Louis Yingwidow's pupils tightened, and he seemed a little anxious, "No! As long as you don't leave me, at least... I can come and see you when I miss you!"

The tip of Lan Mufei's nose turned red, and the tide that had just subsided in her eyes surged again.

"Promise me not to leave me!" He spoke in a low voice again, almost in a commanding tone!

Lan Mufei sniffed, forced back the tide in her eyes, looked at him firmly, and nodded: "I will not leave you, how can I bear to leave you!"

After hearing her words, he breathed a sigh of relief and saw her in his arms again, with a hint of darkness and light flashing through her deep eyes!

Everything they have received today will be paid back to those people twice as much one day in the future!

Hang Hang got out of the car and reminded Louis Yingwu that it was time to leave. Today was his first day back at the company, and Fengchen's decision was up to him.

Louis Ying reluctantly wanted to let go, but Lan Mufei held him but couldn't bear to let go. Her trembling body in his arms yearned for his warmth and clung to his chest, as if she wanted to become conjoined twins with him.

He cupped her cold cheek, covered her lips with his lips, and kissed her tenderly, blending their breaths together; he pressed his forehead against hers, and looked at her haggard face with his eyes open, "Okay

Take care of yourself and I'll see you again!"

He didn't dare to tell her to wait for him, because he was afraid that he couldn't do it and made her wait in vain!

Lan Mufei hummed softly. The moment he was about to turn around, her hands couldn't help but grab the corner of his clothes.

He looked back at her.

"Yingwidow, you have never said those three words to me. Now... can you say those three words to me once?" She pursed her bloodless lips and stared at him with dark pupils, revealing

ask!

Louis Yingwidow frowned, and his eyes fell from her face to the catkins where she was holding her clothes. His warm hand grasped her cold hand and removed it from her clothes; deeply

He glanced at her, let go of his hand, turned around and got into the car.

Lan Mufei's arms were still stiff in the air, and every piece of skin touched by the wind felt like acupuncture pain.

The cold wind kept pouring into her chest, and the cold wind whizzed through her chest, leaving an empty hole that could never be filled.

The car started, getting further and further away, and finally disappeared from her eyes...

The north wind is howling, the sky is freezing, and every part of this city full of flames seems to be filled with sadness.

A deep love without regrets, whose heart hurts and whose soul hurts.

If life were just like the first time we met——

If we had never met——

Now we all won’t have so much pain!

British widow——

I...will not regret it!

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December 25th, Christmas.

Lan Mufei had just returned from the post office when she received a call from Madam Hong.

Standing in the sun, but not feeling a trace of warmth, Mrs. Hong's disdainful voice came from the other end of the phone: "The Earl will marry Jane in two months. Now that things have happened, do you still believe in those so-called family ties, friendships, and love?

Lan Mufei, you have completely lost everything and have become the laughing stock of all French people; and for the rest of your life, at best, you will be a shameless person, forever trapped in hell."

As long as Louis Yingwidow and Jane Lanstro get married, she doesn't care whether Lan Mufei is still with Louis Yingwidow. It's better to stay with Louis Yingwidow. She won't have to deal with it herself in the future. People from the Lanstro family

Of course I won’t let her go!

Lan Mufei has become the target of public criticism and is nothing to be afraid of!

Lan Mufei raised her head and stared directly at the dazzling sunlight. She couldn't open her eyes because of the pain. Her mind was dizzy for a few seconds. She squeezed the phone tightly with her fingers. Now that she had no anger at all, she was calm and calm.

A voice sounded: "Do you think this can separate me and Ying Widow?"

"Mrs. Hong, I make a bet with you: we will definitely get back together in our lifetime. Because no force in this world can separate two people who truly love each other; then you will definitely see me and Yingzi with your own eyes.

How happy you are to live, and our happiness is the biggest and best revenge for your miserable life!"

The clean voice fell, and she decisively cut off the phone.

I took a deep breath, held back the surging emotions in my heart, and was about to walk inside when a car suddenly drove over and stopped behind me.

She turned around and looked at the person who got out of the car, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Why... why are you here?"

They just met yesterday!

Louis Yingwu stood in front of her, his tall figure completely blocking her sunlight, and his whole aura enveloped her, "I want to see you!"

Lan Mufei said nothing when she heard him say, "Today is Christmas!"

He took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to her, "Merry Christmas."

In the evening, he was going to accompany Jane to the Lanstro family dinner party. He didn't have time to come over to spend Christmas with her, so he had to come over in advance to give her a gift!

Lan Mufei took the gift from his hand and had mixed feelings in her heart, "I... didn't prepare a gift for you!"

Louis Yingwu pulled his lips indifferently: "You are my best gift." Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead!

Lan Mufei's body stiffened involuntarily.

Louis Ying's eyes darkened calmly, and he held her hand, "I still have a little time, go up and sit."

Lan Mufei came back to her senses, holding the gift from him in one hand, and the other hand in his palm. Her heart was beating involuntarily, but she didn't move her steps, "——Yingwu!"

"Let's go." Louis Yingqi glanced at her and pulled her upstairs.

Lan Mufei lowered his head and walked extremely slowly. There was a strong sense of uneasiness and hesitation in his eyes. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

Standing at the door, Louis Yingqi motioned for her to open the door.

Lan Mufei secretly bit the inside of her lip, slowly took out the key from her pocket, and the hand that inserted it into the keyhole couldn't stop trembling.

"What's wrong?" he asked, obviously seeing her trembling hands!

"It's a bit cold." Lan Mufei secretly held her breath and answered calmly.

He stood next to her, took her hand with his warm hand and opened the door, "You know it's cold, why don't you put on more clothes!" His tone was slightly reproachful.

The door opened, and Lan Mufei had already walked in before he could go in.

Lan Mufei's heart seemed to be in her throat, and she stood at the door without going in.

Louis Yingwidow didn't hear the footsteps. He looked back at her standing at the door and frowned tightly. He always felt that her reaction today was a little abnormal!

"Are you acting like a baby now? I want to go over and hug you?"

Lan Mufei reacted, shook his head, walked in, and put the key on the shoe cabinet. When he lowered his head, his cheeks turned red. She didn't know whether it was because of his words or because of nervousness!

Louis Yingwu watched her walk in, his eyes fell on her feet, "Don't you want to change your shoes?"

Lan Mufei looked down at her feet and then at his, "I haven't cleaned them for a few days. It doesn't make any difference whether I change them or not."

Louis Yingwei raised his eyebrows and turned sideways towards the bedroom, "Even if I don't live here, I still have to clean the room. It's not like I can't afford hourly workers..."

As she said that, she was about to open the bedroom door, as if she wanted to know how messy she had made the room.

When her palms grasped the cold metal, Lan Mufei's heart almost rose to her throat, and she almost blurted out the word "no".

=====================5000======================

Young Master: In order to make up for your psychological trauma, I added two thousand words today to express that the Young Master does not love you!


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