Chapter 449

I probably didn't think that Lu Ziheng was so straightforward. Shen Qinghuan's little face was red. He turned his head and wanted to leave.

Lu Ziheng pulled her into his arms. The feelings in the man's eyebrows slowly warmed up across the thick clothes.

"Xiaoqinghuan." The man raised her chin with his index finger. "Brother wants to kiss you."

......

Eating melons on the Internet is like the memory of Yeats, intermittent.

These days, Lu Zhenting's gentleness makes Ye Lanzhi sink without resistance.

But there are also convulsions.

For example, at night, Yeats suddenly went crazy and got up and ran out.

Lu Zhenting didn't have time to put on his coat, so he followed her. They walked to the night market without saying anything to each other.

"Are you bored! Always behind me? " Ye Lanzhi folded over and roared at the landing.

"Don't bother, I won't bother to follow you all my life."

For a moment, ye Lanzhi was astringed by this saying, "you don't bother, but I will."

Listen to her tone, it's not like a joke.

Lu Zhenting followed a few steps forward, took her hand and asked, "did you think of anything?"

"Lanzhi." He put his strength into her arm, and the dark pupil flew a little scarlet, "I'll ask once, are you going to give up me?"

"We haven't been together, how can we talk about giving up?"

Never together?

Knowing that ye Lanzhi's memory is disordered, Lu Zhenting still can't listen.

These days, it's like stealing. The more later Lu Zhenting is, the more afraid Ye Lanzhi will think of everything one day.

That's enough.

That's enough.

Lu Zhenting also knows that as a middle-aged man, he is not suitable to be like a young man.

But ye Lanzhi's memory still lingered in his twenties. His kiss blocked the words behind Ye Lanzhi.

Ye Lanzhi felt very wronged, so she almost instinctively bit down.

Her mouth was filled with the smell of rust. She was rejecting his closeness in this way.

Lu Zhenting suddenly laughed.

Yeats could not tell whether his mood was angry or sad.

While she was panting, Lu Zhenting kissed her again and bit her lip in her way.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Zhenting loosened Ye Lanzhi, "Lanzhi, do you love me?"

Lu Zhenting wiped the residual blood with his thumb and left such a sentence.

The night wind scattered Ye Lanzhi's thin figure.

His words eventually made her lose all her dialogue ability.

"Forget it, I won't ask."

The night market in the imperial capital is full of lights.

Lively is an unintentional person. Sadness is unwilling to get into the bone marrow and flows wantonly.

Indeed, it is the most valuable thing in the world, which is called the joy of two feelings.

Yeats was stunned for a few seconds and then walked away without looking back.

The sky and the earth were integrated, and the darkness became the main color. He rushed into the pupil, and then Lu Zhenting fell. Not far away, I could vaguely hear several female screams.

Lu Zhenting has always been indifferent and has a double all his life.

When she woke up again, ye Lanzhi sat next to her.

"How familiar were we before? Are you my ex husband? "

This time, it was Lu Zhenting's turn to be silent.

He got up, went to the water dispenser, took a glass of water, and handed it to her.

Holding a paper cup, ye Lanzhi pursed her lips and continued to ask, "is this really difficult to answer? Or is it true that, as I imagined, you and I had a marriage before because you were cheating, so I left you? "

"... Lanzhi..." Lu Zhenting sighed. He turned back and half knelt in front of her knee. "Do you have to know?"

"Forget it. If it's difficult, don't answer." Ye Lanzhi reached forward and gently pushed him. "Don't squat next to me like this. It's like paying New Year's greetings."

In fact, she can't remember clearly, but the information on the Internet is patchwork.

Lu Zhenting was speechless for a moment. Even if it was a dream, ye Lanzhi didn't give herself a good face.

Lu Zhenting simply closed his eyes and leaned motionless against the bed.

Ye Lanzhi reached out and poked him on the cheek without any reaction. Just then, holding two numb legs, she staggered to the head of the bed and rang the doorbell.

The doctor came in and asked the nurse to hang up a drip for Lu Zhenting again. He took notes of what: "are you the patient's family?"

Just as ye Lanzhi was about to say that he was not, the doctor then complained, "as a wife, my husband didn't eat for so many days, but he still regarded himself as a young man. Why?"

Ye Lanzhi was flushed by the doctor. She planned to go back to make up for her sleep while the rain was light.

Now it seems that the doctor probably regarded her as a vicious wife who abused her husband.

Ye Lanzhi is most afraid of others' broken mouth. After the doctor left, she waited by the hospital bed for Lu Zhenting to wake up.

The morning sun is so strong that the imperial capital has just been washed by rain, and everything is brand-new.

The first thing Lu Zhenting did when he woke up was to see if ye Lanzhi was there.

He stretched himself and dared not touch her for fear that she would disappear immediately.

He was content to have her by his side.

Another half point would be counterproductive.

When ye Lanzhi opened the star pupil, she saw that Lu Zhenting's man looked at her like a fool. She shook her sour arm and said angrily, "what's good? It's not that I haven't seen beautiful women... "

I really think of myself as a little girl.

Hearing the sound, Lu Zhenting smiled. Yingting's eyebrows were playing abuse. "I've seen it, but I don't see enough. Such a beautiful girl."

"It seems that Mr. Lu is in good health, so I won't delay your rest here."

Ye Lanzhi can always open a topic and block all the others' agreement behind.

Lu Zhenting asked softly, "Lanzhi, do you believe in the story of one person for life?"

"I don't believe it."

Almost without thinking, ye Lanzhi resolutely took him into the Army: "Mr. Lu. Don't say those unrealistic words. Have you ever seen an old husband and wife spend their honeymoon all their life? "

"... I..."

"No matter how strong the wine is, there will always be a sober time. No matter how hot the love is, it will become ruthless after the baptism of time. Two people can go from green years to old age with white hair. It doesn't mean how much men love this woman and how much women love this man. We can't deny that the basic premise of their combination is love. But after a long time, all will fade and deteriorate. Most of them are responsible or unwilling to take so many years. Those who can't go on are tired of each other. "

Yeats said a lot at once.

Indeed, people's eternity is measured in a lifetime.

So many years, the fly ash annihilated between the fingers and became the most sad lie in the world.

Lu Zhenting paused. He changed the topic: "Lanzhi, you are still the same as before. You always like to talk big truth."

Ye Lanzhi looked up. The man seemed to know too much about her, and she knew nothing about him. It was unfair.

"I don't know how to define 'betrayal' in your mouth, but if I want to devote myself to it, the other party can't sincerely repay it, but stab me in the back. Like when I first started working... "

Forget it, it's all about sesame.

It's not necessary to hurt in the past. Every time people hang it in their mouth, it can be regarded as accumulating virtue for themselves.

Lu Zhenting grasped the key point, and his conversation changed, "Lanzhi still remembers what happened when she just joined the work?"

Ye Lanzhi consciously closed her mouth and almost leaked it.

Lu Zhenting even used the prefix "remember", then he must have participated in his past.

In this way, it is not difficult to push out that Lu Zhenting should be an important person, but all that had been forgotten in her mind and the echoing voice made her head ache more and more. It seemed that tens of thousands of ants were biting her brain, and ye Lanzhi banged on the bed board with her head in her arms.

When the first thud fell and prepared for the second, a pair of warm hands held her hysterical madness.

"Lanzhi, forget those things. Don't force yourself to think."

Gradually, when ye Lanzhi's mood was stable, Lu Zhenting took out a plate of medicine from his pocket, skillfully took out one of the white tablets and swallowed it.

The ringing of the mobile phone released her from the mud. Ye Lanzhi rowed to the green call on the right, "Mr. Sheng."

Lu Zhenting was on the side, quietly listening to her talking and laughing with other men in front of him.

"I'll go."

Even if she has lost her memory, Yeats will still be the same as before. When she is used to being coquettish, she will always toot her small mouth and wrinkle her beautiful eyebrows. The tone of her voice is often a little whiny at the end of the sentence.

In the past, Lu Zhenting only met Ye Lanzhi after she was drunk. At that time, no matter how unreasonable her request was, Lu Zhenting should honor her one by one.

It turned out that ye Lanzhi would show this appearance when she was awake.

Lu Zhenting thought bitterly that even without herself, Lanzhi might have been much happier with Sheng Guangming than with him.

Ye Lanzhi hung up the phone with a shy face.

Lu Zhenting turned his back to her. He suddenly asked, "Lanzhi, is this Sheng Guangming's phone?"

Even if there was no answer, Lu Zhenting's heart was clear and bright. Then he heard her ask, "Mr. Lu, did you have a holiday with Guangming before?"

Lu Zhenting suddenly remembered that when Lu Ziheng was about to be born, ye Lanzhi always liked to say to herself, "Zhenting. Ziheng kicked me in the stomach again -- "

Such beautiful sentences and pleasant sentences are like a dream for Lu Zhenting.

Yes, it can't be changed for many years.

He loves her, and she loves him.

"There is no holiday." Lu Zhenting hid his complex inner activities and tried to make his tone sound normal, "it's a little related."

Seeing ye Lanzhi frowning, knowing that she must think about the crooked place, Lu Zhenting took her little hand, "it's not the kind of relationship you think. We were good brothers. "

"... no wonder..." Ye Lanzhi sighed.

Lu Zhenting cleared his throat and relaxed his bitterness: "did he tell you about me?"

"Yes." Ye Lanzhi nodded. "Do you know what funny things Guangming said? He said you were my ex husband and that our son had gone to college... "

"What if it is?" Lu Zhenting turned around. His hot eyes asked Ye Lanzhi to lower his head in panic. "Lanzhi, if Sheng Guangming's words were true, what would you do?"

After a while, ye Lanzhi raised her beautiful little face and said, "even if it is, those are things of the past. Since I don't remember, it proves that every bit between you and me is not a good memory. Mr. Lu, don't you have a good time now? I also have my own life, and each other is well, can't I? "

"No." Lu Zhenting cut the railway: "Lanzhi, you can forget everything and start a new page, but I can't get through it. After forgetting everything, doesn't it exist? "

Ye Lanzhi didn't speak again. She hated herself more. She had no resistance to his words.

At that time, there was a regular knock on the door outside the ward.

"Please come in."

Sheng Guangming received the news from ye Lanzhi last night. He opened the door and saw a woman sitting on the hospital bed, and behind her was Lu Zhenting.

The idiom "run counter" is just right here.

"Why did you come so fast?" Asked Ye Lanzhi.

"Well, it happened that Sang Sang came to the hospital to see ah Nian." Sheng Guangming looked up at Lu Zhenting and continued, "Lanzhi. Are you and Zhenting...? "

Hearing this, Lu Zhenting turned around. Different from the tenderness and sadness of Ye Lanzhi, his voice was cold and righteous, "what are you doing in my ward with a dead wife?"

Sheng Guangming's face turned white when he heard the speech.

When ye Lanzhi heard this, she pulled Sheng Guangming's sleeve and even asked, "what's the dead wife?"

Just that sentence was just Lu Zhenting's angry words without thinking.

Sheng Guangming and ye Lanzhi are just old things in the past. They broke everything long after they married Sang Sang's mother. The only thing they can't let go is Lu Zhenting.

"Don't worry, if Lanzhi wasn't here, I wouldn't come if you asked me to come." After Sheng Guangming said, he deliberately patted Ye Lanzhi on the back of his hand: "Lanzhi. Don't think about it. Are you hungry? Let's have breakfast. "

"Yes."

At the moment when they closed the door, bursts of pain from their abdominal cavity choked their throat. Lu Zhenting supported the windowsill with both hands and tried not to let himself fall down. He carried her on his back and asked difficultly, "Lanzhi, if you leave, don't come back."

Seeing ye Lanzhi hesitated, Sheng Guangming answered for her: "Lu Zhenting, instead of threatening, it's better to think about what it would be like one day if the little moves you make behind your back were put in the sun."

Creak.

The ward door was closed.

Lu Zhenting felt that his strength was suddenly exhausted. He couldn't hold it anymore and fell on the cold floor.

Lu Ziming, carrying a heat preservation bucket, meets Sheng Guangming and ye Lanzhi in the corridor.

His face was somewhat stunned. Considering that the third uncle was still in the ward and didn't say hello to them, he pushed the door in.

"Third uncle. Do you mind? "

The man in the business world was lying on the ground crying like a child.

With a sick face and tears, she was haggard. Her words were intermittent, "... She still left..."

Is the "she" in the third uncle's mouth the third aunt?

Lu Ziming has heard from the old man of the Lu family before that the reason why his third uncle agreed to divorce his third aunt was that he almost went to prison.

The third uncle was originally a man of few interests.

It's hard to imagine that he gave all his tenderness to his third aunt.