quadruple sleep

Chapter 379 Otherwise You Will Regret
There is a bright world behind the door.

There was a large patch of sunshine, and in front of me was an endless grassland. The clouds were low but very white, and in the distance were herds of cattle and sheep.

There was a man and a woman.

The girl was riding on the horse, looking cautious and nervous, as if she was learning to ride a horse. The dazzling sunlight fell on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and her eyebrows were full of charm. Her cheeks were as white as porcelain and jade, delicate and fair.

Even at such a long distance, Lu Nanshen could unexpectedly see her anxious yet eager eyes, which were like scooping up a clear spring from an empty mountain, so crystal clear that one could see the bottom, and so lovable.

The man was leading the horse for her in front, walking slowly. He would look back at the girl on the horse from time to time. Seeing that she was nervous, he smiled as if to comfort her, and his tone was gentle and doting.

Cherish the woman you love as if she were your own child.

The girl was still afraid of horses after all, and refused to ride. The man chuckled and indulged her, stretching out his arms and carrying her down, causing the girl to scream, "Nan Shen!"

There was fear, but not much, more of it was coquettishness.

The man held her tightly and didn't let go, looking at her with a smile, "Can I still throw you?"

The girl took the initiative to put her arms around his neck and chuckled, "Nan Shen, Nan Shen..."

Lu Nanshen stood there stiffly. He tried to rush forward several times, but his feet seemed to be nailed down and he couldn't move.

Even from a distance, he could recognize the girl's voice, not to mention that her face was reflected so clearly in his eyes in the sunlight.

Hangsi.

Her charm, her cuteness, her love and dependence, all these emotions were given to another man.

She called him Nan Shen.

The man hugged Hang Si gently, raised his face and looked over here.

A face exactly like his.

not him.

Lu Nanshen pursed his lips tightly, but a strong idea emerged deep in his heart: that man was him, he was Lu Nanshen.

Hang Si snuggled in his arms, like a little bird, and the sweetness in her heart rubbed into her eyes.

Lu Nanshen narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that there seemed to be a tattoo on the man's forearm. Looking more closely, it was indeed a tattoo.

It's a musical note.

It was so bright and clear in Lu Nanshen's eyes.

He was even secretly surprised at how his eyesight could be so good.

That musical note, the location of the tattoo...

Lu Nanshen felt as if his scalp was pricked by dense needles, and some past memories came back one after another.

When he was a child, he once wanted to have a tattoo on his body.

After much deliberation, I finally decided to put it on my forearm. Firstly, I can see it when I raise my hand, and secondly, that location won’t be too painful.

At that age, the latter was the key.

What he wants to tattoo is musical notes.

The reason why he was so impulsive and determined was that in that year he was recognized by the industry as a person with absolute pitch.

There are very few people in this world with absolute pitch. He is one of them, and he was discovered at such a young age.

That was probably the most rebellious thing he had ever done. In the eyes of many elders in the Lu family, he was always the most obedient and the most lovable one.

But he just had a feeling deep down.

He wanted to be free, break free from the constraints of the Lu family, and be his true self.

He went to a tattoo parlor and found a tattoo artist who looked pleasing to the eye.

Until now, Lu Nanshen still remembers the look in the tattoo artist's eyes when he was looked at him in surprise and astonishment. He asked him, "Little brother, how old are you? Do your parents know that you want to get a tattoo?" At that time, he placed a thick stack of banknotes in front of the tattoo artist and asked him calmly, "Can I get a tattoo?"
The tattoo artist's daddy character was instantly forgotten by the money.

But in the end he still failed to get the tattoo.

His father's men arrived.

He is also one of the best assistants in the Lu family and is very serious.

He walked into the store and came up to him very respectfully. Although he was not called Young Master Nan Shen in public, the two black-clad bodyguards who followed him in had already made it clear that he was not from an ordinary family.

My father's assistant even said in a very gentle tone, "Sir, I already know. I'm here to take you home."

Eventually, the wings of heresy were clipped.

At one point, he wondered how his eldest brother managed to survive in such a strict Lu family. Because of this incident, he lost his temper at home and smashed many of his father's antiques.

My father was in the study at the time and heard the voice clearly, but he did not show up and told his assistant two things. One was that the young master of the Lu family must not reveal a single word about his suicidal behavior; the other was that all the antiques he smashed must be compensated according to their prices, which would be deducted from his pocket money, reserve funds and other assets. If he continued to smash, his future dividends would be affected.

His mother had no objection to his father's decision. Later, his eldest brother came to him and put a waterproof tattoo on his arm, a one-time one. The musical note was quite clear, but not as pure as a tattoo.

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His evaluation was: It's just scratching the surface.

The eldest brother smiled and said to him, if you don't want to obey the rules, then become the rule maker.

Being the one who makes the rules means you can disobey them? Isn't that a typical way to dig a hole for yourself?

The eldest brother touched his head and said word by word, you set all the rules of the game, and you still think it's a trap?

He became the king of the music world and made the rules of the game he liked.

Because of this, his father gave up the idea of ​​letting him go into business.

Lu Nanshen stared at the man's arm, a chill running through his body. He shouted at Hang Si, "Hang Hang!"

He wanted to wake her up and come back to him.

But no matter how hard he tried or how he shouted, no sound came out. He was anxious and tried to rush forward several times, but it was as if there was a layer of cover in front of him that trapped him tightly, blocking his steps, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take a step forward.

However, Hang Si seemed to have heard his voice and turned to look over here.

At this moment, Lu Nanshen was filled with hope and kept calling Hang Si. Hang Si said something to him, his tone so light that it was unfamiliar.

But it gave Lu Nanshen a chill all over his body.

He heard her say, you are not Nan Shen.

"Hang Hang!" Lu Nanshen immediately thought of Qiao Yuan, and at this moment he wished he could tear him into pieces.

Hang Si no longer looked at him and walked further and further away from the man.

The familiar feeling of loss came over me.

Lu Nan took a deep, rapid breath and rammed hard.

Unexpectedly, the whole person was knocked out.

When I looked up again, where was the bright sunshine and picturesque grassland? Even Hang Si's figure was nowhere to be seen.

The surroundings were dark, with dark clouds overhead, and it felt like he was standing on a mirror, with his figure reflected under his feet.

No, not his figure.

It was Qiao Yuan, Shen Fu, Chen Lin, and that little figure, Si Nian. He looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Look, this is the real you, the one who lives in the dark just like us."

Lu Nanshen clenched his fists and his eyes turned cold.

He ignored Si Nian's words and wanted to find Hang Si. But someone grabbed his arm, and when he turned around, it was Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan frowned and said to him, "Don't go any further, or you will regret it."