Love is not unrequited joy: looking for all the memories in the ocean (5)
Love is endless but not joyful: searching in the sea and letting go of memories (5)
Louis Indigo personally drove Jane back and walked her to the door.
When Jian Jian entered, a low and hoarse voice brushed against her ears, "Thank you for your help tonight!"
Jane turned around and stood facing him. In the dark night, his eyebrows were stern and his jaw was tense. Although everything that happened in the castle shocked her, she still smiled slightly.
"Must be so polite between husband and wife?"
Louis Ying's long, narrow and deep eyes flashed with uncertainty, and he pursed his thin lips and said nothing.
"Aren't you afraid that...she will hate you when you do this?" Jane knew what his intention was in taking her to the castle, and she also knew why he wanted to kill Yun Gu with his own hands.
But that doesn't mean people outside will know.
Under the dim light, his handsome face looked a little lonely. He pursed his dry lips and said three words in a slow voice: "She understands me!"
When he fell in love, no matter how he changed or what he did, he believed that the woman with whom he was deeply in love would always understand him.
Jane's heart was hit hard because of these three words. The sourness disappeared in an instant. She still tried her best to maintain the upward curve of her lips, "She is not the only one who understands you. I believe that I can do it better than her."
It’s better!”
After graduating from college and returning to China, she saw Louis Yingwidow and Lan Mufei falling in love. At that time, she did not think of any other possibilities. Although she was disappointed, she sincerely wished Lan Mufei and the earl happiness.
Later, it was Lan Mufei who chose to hurt the earl in that way, and it was Lan Mufei who lost the earl; she liked Louis Yingwu, and she had fallen in love with him a long time ago, but because of her young age, he had always regarded him as a child.
Child; she chose to keep this feeling as a secret and hide it in the deepest part of her heart!
Now she doesn't want to taste the pain and joy of secretly falling in love with someone anymore. She wants to work hard for her love and move towards his emotional area, eager to have a place.
She is not afraid of failure, but she is afraid of admitting failure without even trying.
She didn't feel that she would be sorry for Lan Mufei. After all, when she walked towards Louis Yingwidow, they had already... broken up.
If we must classify her behavior as selfish.
Okay, she admits it.
However, who can not be selfish in love?
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On the day Lan Mufei and Sijun were discharged from the hospital together, Long Ziqi came to the hospital to pick her up in person. She was still in confinement and couldn't get wind. Long Ziqi specially brought a hat to prevent the wind from blowing on her head, which would cause lingering injuries.
I have a headache!
Sijun was born more than 20 days ago and seems to be growing every day. Now she is chubby and very cute.
Long Ziqi and Jin Cunxu gave him a gold medal, engraved with his birth date and blessing: a safe life.
Long Lifei and Ye Qingcheng also sent someone to give Sijun a birth gift: news that Yun Gu was safe and a longevity lock.
While in the hospital, she saw news about Yun Gu on the Internet. Some said he was handed over to the police, others said he was beaten and driven out of France, and some said the count executed him himself.
After all, the person Yun Gu wanted to kill was the Count's biological mother, how could he possibly endure it.
She didn't know why when she saw the last piece of news, her originally uneasy heart suddenly felt at ease.
If the last rumor is true and not groundless, she believes that Ying Zi must have a deeper intention for doing this!
This is a kind of tacit understanding and trust between lovers, which is believed without any basis but without doubt!
Looking at Sijun's little face after he fell asleep, the outline of his facial features resembled that of his father, the man who passed down his life to him, and his heart was filled with softness and relief.
There was a thought in my mind, but it disappeared briefly.
In just a moment, she finally knew what name to give Sijun.
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The wind was calm and the sun was shining brightly, at an altitude of 30,000 feet.
The person lying on the chair suddenly opened his eyes, looking at everything unfamiliar with unfamiliar eyes, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he wanted to move, but his chest was tearing in pain.
"Don't move if you don't want to open the wound!" The cold voice came from the side.
He looked sideways and saw that the silhouette of the person who put down the newspaper was not unfamiliar. It was Yu Yang who had been following the count recently.
"What's going on?" He opened his mouth to ask Yu Yang, but he couldn't hear his own voice. He saw his pale and dazed look in Yu Yang's pupils, wondering what happened.
"The count didn't stab your heart. He missed your heart by three millimeters and saved your life!" Yu Yang is a resolute-looking type, unsmiling and very different from Hang Hang or Zhou Jin!
Hang Hang once boxed underground in Thailand but was forced to do so. He did not have any ferocious energy; Zhou Jin was the driver, he was older, calm, experienced and loyal; Yu Yang was born with wild and untamed nature and joined the army.
, once had outstanding achievements; but unfortunately, he was full of killing, was too cold-blooded, and would always do things that crossed the line, and was eventually kicked out of the army.
Louis Indigo saw him fighting with others on the street. He admired his fierceness very much and asked him if he was interested in being his bodyguard. He would give him whatever money he wanted!
At that time, it was the first month after Lan Mufei left him, and he suddenly felt that he was too soft-hearted in the past, so he couldn't do anything.
Therefore, he deserved to lose the one he loved.
Yun Gu didn't understand. Many blurry pictures flashed through his mind, and there were many things he couldn't understand. He only remembered that Louis Yingwu stabbed the blade into his chest. He couldn't remember what happened after that.
"You were in a coma for eight days. During this period, you woke up unconscious. You were unable to speak and you were very emotional. The doctor injected you with a sedative."
Yu Yang couldn't understand his sign language, but he also knew what he was confused about.
"The reason why you can't speak is not clear yet. You need to go to the hospital again for a detailed examination!" Yu Yang took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to him, "This is the new identity the count has prepared for you. This flight is flying to
Beijing, China! From now on, there will be no such person as Yun Gu in the world!"
Yun Gu looked at the envelope hesitantly and didn't take it.
Yu Yang threw the envelope directly at him, "The count asked me to bring you a message - if you want to die, no one will stop you. Before you die, think carefully about why she has sacrificed so much for you over the years!"
Yun Gu was stunned.
The deviation of three millimeters is not a mistake, but... deliberate!
He didn't want to kill himself with his own hands, but wanted to save himself!
His light blue eyes were filled with mist. He held the envelope tightly with his right hand and turned his head to look out the window of the cabin, feeling so wet that he couldn't stop.
Thick eyelashes as thick as fans cover the eyes quietly, but they cannot stop the tide of regret.
The memory goes back more than half a year to the day after he was detained.
Han Ping appeared in front of him.
"As long as you cooperate, Madam Hong is willing to give you a sum of money to allow you to leave France safely, otherwise -"
"Otherwise what?" Yun Gu's face was stern, with exhaustion lingering between his brows, and his hands tightly cuffed hit the table, "You killed Winnie, you framed the blame on me!"
Han Ping looked calm and did not deny it.
"Do you think I will still believe you now?" Yun Gu looked at Han Ping with hateful eyes, wishing to kill him.
"It's not about whether you want to believe us or not, it's about believing in us!" Han Ping's cold voice said slowly, "Mrs. Hong knows that you are not afraid of going to jail or even death, but what about Lan Mufei?"
Yun Gu's face instantly darkened, and he stood up emotionally, grabbing his collar with both hands, "You are not allowed to hurt her again...otherwise I will definitely kill you! I will definitely kill you!"
"Sit down! Suspect, please stay calm..." The prison guard saw this and hurriedly came to stop him. He wanted to use the electric shock baton on the emotional Yun Gu, but was stopped by Han Ping.
Two prison guards pressed his head firmly on the table.
"As long as you cooperate to separate Lan Mufei and the Count, Madam Hong promises not to harm Lan Mufei, and you will not go to jail." Han Ping stood up, straightened his messy collar slowly, and cast a disdainful look on his face.
Yun Gu, whose eyes were scarlet, said, "You have no choice. Since Mrs. Hong can throw her into the Seine Lake once, there will be a second time. How lucky do you think she will be to meet a blue man who can save her?"
Xi Ting?”
Han Ping gave the prison guard a look and took him back to the detention cell.
Yun Gu was thrown to the ground roughly. The November weather was already so cold that it was hard to breathe. He lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.
Han Ping was right. He was not afraid of going to jail or even death. He was only afraid of what would happen to Lan Mufei.
They used Lan Mufei as a threat. Besides compromising, what else could he do?
No matter how powerful the Earl is, he will never be a match for Madam Red, otherwise she would almost be drowned.
He can't watch something happen to her!
Hurt her and abandon her, it is not what he wants, there is no way, there is no choice.
If he hadn't seen the news reports, he would have had no idea that Mrs. Hong and Feng Chen had treated her like that, and he would have gone crazy.
What I didn't expect was that she disappeared, leaving without a word, and no one knew where she went.
Maybe he made her too desperate and turned her sacrifice into a joke. She no longer has a place in France.
Hating himself and Madam Hong, he gritted his teeth and all he wanted to think about day and night was to kill Madam Hong, even if they both died together.
But he was really useless. He didn't kill Madam Hong after all, and let Louis Yingwu save him again.
Until this moment, he knew he was wrong, very wrong.
He was so wrong.
Yu Yang was keenly aware of the salty smell in the air, and turned his head to see the tears rolling down his pale cheeks.
The two eyebrows that could not hide the coldness were slightly frowned, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
He had never been in love before, so he didn't understand how the count was trapped by love, nor how Yun Gu was crying bitterly at this moment.
In his opinion, human emotions are too hypocritical and weak. A truly strong person does not need such things as emotions. Once he has emotions, he has a fatal weakness.
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Yu Yang sent Yun Gu to China, settled well and returned to Paris.
Regarding Yungu's inability to speak, I took him to the hospital for a checkup. The doctors said that his vocal cords had not been damaged in any way, and that it might be due to psychological reasons, which required him to see a psychiatrist or a psychiatrist.
Yu Yang couldn't understand sign language, so Yun Gu wrote it to him.
Let Yu Yang go back and know what to do and how to go in the future.
Many years ago he could not speak. Later, because of Lan Mufei's efforts and hard work, he had the opportunity to speak, but he did not cherish it properly and did not follow the right path.
The misunderstanding got deeper and deeper, which disappointed Lan Mufei; it also made them unable to stay together. Everything was his fault.
It's okay that he can't speak now. This is his retribution and he is asked to reflect on his mistakes.
He will quit drugs, live a good life, and never do stupid things again.
Yu Yang returned to Paris and conveyed Yun Gu's apology to the count.
The long and stern figure of Louis Yingzixin stood in front of the window, holding a red wine glass in his hand. His figure was lonely. Even if it was shrouded in the sun, there was still a touch of coldness.
"Yu Yang, it's very cold this winter." After a long silence, he murmured.
Yu Yang was stunned for a moment, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and subconsciously asked: "Is it cold?"
He remained silent.
After a few seconds, Yu Yang realized that what was actually cold was the earl's heart.
At that time, it was already early November.
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The old castle of the Louis family and the European-style study room of the 19th century are well preserved. The curtains are drawn and the lights are turned on. The dim light always gives people a sense of darkness.
Han Ping stood respectfully in front of his desk when he heard Madam Hong's voice: "Confirmed to be dead?"
"Yes, I personally threw the body in the wild. When I left, he had no heartbeat or breath."
Madam Hong took out a document bag from the drawer and pulled out a few pieces of tissue paper, the light in her eyes flashed away.
Han Ping handed her his lighter. She held the document in one hand and lit a corner of the document with the lighter in the other hand. The complicated fonts and special terms gradually turned into weak ashes in the light of the fire. When the wind blew
It broke.
The jumping firelight illuminated the eyes of the two people. Han Ping looked at the things that turned into ashes and caught them with a trash can.
The document burned until only a corner without text was left. She let go of her fingers. The flames were too hot and burned her fingertips.
Han Ping wanted to call the doctor to come over and take a look at her, but she stopped her.
Madam Hong opened her palms and looked at her burned fingertips. She was in burning pain, but her delicate face was calm. Compared with her life, this pain was nothing!
The corners of his mouth slowly raised, and there was a settled sense of mission in his voice.
"The supreme glory and power of this huge Louis family only belong to my son after all."
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February 14th, Western Day.
On this day, probably all the countries around the world are pink. This day belongs to countless sweet lovers, but it does not belong to Lan Mufei.
Sijun had a fever in the middle of the night, and Lan Mufei was so worried that he couldn't sleep. She kept trying to find ways to reduce his fever. After it subsided for a while, the fever started again at dawn, so she took Sijun to the hospital in her arms.
When the body temperature is 38°5, the doctor still recommends physical cooling. If the body temperature persists, then prescribe antipyretics.
Lan Mufei sat in the ward holding Sijun, touching his cheeks that were red due to fever. She felt very uncomfortable and her eyes were dry.
She really hoped that she could take Sijun's place in illness and bear the pain for him!
He is only over three months old, how uncomfortable it must be to have a fever!
The nurse came over to help her change Sijun's fever-reducing patch and comforted her. Don't worry too much. It's normal for babies to have fever. Every baby will experience this.
Lan Mufei knew in her heart that it was one thing, but she felt that it was another thing. She was different from others. Others were a family of three, enjoying themselves happily; but she only thought about Jun.
Only, I miss you.
Lan Mufei's cell phone rang. She didn't want to disturb Sijun, so she asked the servant to take care of Sijun and walked out of the ward with her cell phone.
The call was from Long Ziqi. She heard from the servant that Sijun had a fever, so she called specifically to find out what was going on!
Lan Mufei told Long Ziqi what the doctor said. Long Ziqi gave birth to Long Jin and had some experience. However, there were seven or eight servants taking care of her at that time. Long Jin had her father-in-law and mother-in-law and more than ten others.
Surrounded by people, it was not her turn to worry. Long Jin only had a fever once when he was a few months old. He used physical cooling to cool down, and the fever subsided quickly, so she never worried about Long Jin's health!
She comforted Lan Mufei on the phone, and if she was really worried, she arranged for Sijun to be admitted to the Royal Hospital.
Lan Mufei declined Long Ziqi's kindness. Although she felt sad about Sijun's fever, she also understood that every child was like this. There was no need to make a fuss about it, and she didn't want to cause any more trouble to Long Ziqi.
After chatting for a few words, Lan Mufei cut off the call and planned to go back to the ward. Her eyes inadvertently glanced at the small LCD screen hanging on the wall diagonally opposite. There were several people standing in front of her, watching and discussing.
"This is the Count of France! He's so handsome..."
"His wife is also very beautiful! The two of them are a match made in heaven!"
"The wedding date they chose is very meaningful. Last time it was 1020. I want you to love you. The wedding couldn't be completed last time. This time they chose to hold the wedding on July 1st. They must be very in love!"
"..."
1020?
February 14?
In love?
These words entered Lan Mufei's ears one after another, and she stared blankly at the man on the screen who was so handsome and majestic. Whether it was his appearance or his life experience, he satisfied all the conditions for an ideal female target.
Standing beside him, holding a bouquet of flowers, Jian's hair was covered with white gauze, her outline was blurred, and she could vaguely see her smile like a flower.
My heart suddenly picked up, as if I had been stung by the tail of a scorpion lurking in my chest.
During their last wedding, she was in the hospital and almost lost her life.
During their wedding, her Sijun fell ill and had a high fever.
Does fate have to prove that their happiness is known to everyone, but her embarrassment cannot be hidden?
Lan Mufei's obscure eyes were fixed on the screen for a moment, and her right hand placed in front of her was involuntarily touching the ring on the ring finger of her left hand. Her lips opened and closed, saying silent words.
"Young widow, you must be happy!"
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Is Louis the Younger Widow Happy?
When Louis Ingwit was 40 years old, he once accepted an exclusive interview with a media reporter.
When a reporter asked him, "If you could go back in time, which year would you most like to go back to?" Louis Indigo seemed stunned for a few seconds.
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Young Master: He is just a fool trying to gain warmth by telling himself stories. Thank you, there will be another update in the afternoon!