Just like dust

Chapter 171 He Is Still Waiting For Her

But by accident, she slept with him and had his child who looked like her, so Lan Luochen married herself.

But Yu Pianran has self-knowledge, she dare not mention Xiao Xiao easily, untie his scars, and doves occupy the magpie's nest.

She didn't want to be anyone's shadow or substitute, but she was reluctant to leave him.

"Do that without any emotional basis."

In a word, like a basin of ice water, it poured down from the top of Lan Luochen's head mercilessly, instantly reducing his remaining desire and enthusiasm to freezing point.

"Don't you have any feelings?" Lan Luochen's amber eyes flashed with brief pain and self-deprecation, and suddenly he laughed twice, and the voice was mixed with some powerlessness and loneliness: "It turns out that until now, I still exist in your heart like this."

She said that this kind of thing can only be done if two people are in love; but he is just wishful thinking.

Quickly turned over and got off the bed, the bathrobe that she had slightly torn had slipped off her shoulders, his perfect back was facing her, Yu Pianran couldn't see his expression at this moment clearly, but the tone just now made her feel slightly The sting.

Yu Pianran wanted to explain: It's not like this...even when I almost blurted out the picture of Xiaoxiao in the photo.

But from his mouth, there was a touch of emotion, as if he was talking to himself: "It would be great if I could go back to the past, if I could still be by my side like before..."

What Yu Pianran wanted to explain was blocked in her throat in an instant.

He is still waiting for her...

Her nose suddenly felt sore, and the heartache made her almost cry, but at this moment, Lan Luochen suddenly stood up from the bed, looked down at her, and there was no emotion in her eyes anymore.

This made Yu Pianran's eyes suddenly forced back, and she raised her head, only looking back at him stubbornly.

Lan Luochen clenched her palms fiercely. Her expressionless face made him feel a sense of frustration that he had never felt before. He put on a casual dress, stopped his body, and left the bedroom.

Just before closing the door, I still didn't forget to turn my head and glance coldly at Yu Pianran on the bed, and said coldly: "Tomorrow afternoon, I will have a lawyer come over and explain our 'marriage terms' to you personally."

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Lan Luochen didn't leave the old house, but just went to his study.

He leaned casually on the leather rocking chair, holding the cigarette between his slender fingers, while puffing and staring at the computer screen intently.

It was his personal computer, playing a slide show.

In the photo of jumping, there is a cute girl, from the appearance of 12 years old, dancing, fluttering butterflies, playing with dolls, and fighting with her friends; and then she was 15 years old, lying at the door of the classroom and watching him study Yes, the one who trotted behind him with a schoolbag on his back, and the one who squeezed the bus with him; until the day she appeared in her rented room for the first time, wearing a sexy pajamas, and said to him: "Lan Luo Chen, if you want me tonight, I will be yours, if you don't want me, tomorrow I will be someone else's."

Lan Luochen raised her hand and caressed one of the photos with her fingertips. She was standing on the raised platform at the school gate, holding a trumpet, and holding a sign wrapped in flowers, which read: "Lan Luochen, I like you—"

There was an unknown smile on the corner of his lips, as if he saw their past again from these photos.

(End of this chapter)