One thought in love

Chapter 678 Hope You Will Not Regret 2
In the blink of an eye, Fang Jiaran didn't know that he was wandering outside the gate of hell.

There are no street lights in Lanshan Compound at night, only dim moonlight for illumination.

The light blue light emitted by the stars all over the sky, shed together with the silvery white moonlight.

Fang Jiaran looked up and couldn't help smiling.

Looking at the night sky on the mountain is indeed even more beautiful than the one at Tong Pinzhi's place before.

As soon as she stopped, she immediately ran wildly.

She swears that in this life, even the physical education exam, she has never run as fast as she is now.

She ran on the silver-white ground under the moonlight, passing through many courtyards and corridors. She didn't even notice that the Lanshan compound in the dark night looked a little scary because there was no light to illuminate it.

The vegetation on both sides is hidden in the darkness, only some branches protrude, swaying mottled shadows in the night wind, looking particularly gloomy.

At this time, the ancient buildings are as terrifying as the Senluo Difu, and there is a penetrating chill everywhere.

If it was normal, Fang Jiaran's legs must have been so frightened that he didn't dare to take a step forward, for fear that there would be a ghost in white floating out to claim his life in any dark place.

But now, Fang Jiaran's thoughts are all about Wenren, and the only thought in her mind now is to see him and hug him.

So she ignored the scary scenery and ran without making any mistakes.

Finally, when the round arch of Wenren's courtyard appeared in front of her, her heart began to beat crazily at an extremely fast pace.

She stopped, running wildly made her out of breath and her chest hurt, but the beating of her heart was definitely not due to strenuous exercise, she was sure of this.

Fang Jiaran took a deep breath before stepping into the arch.

Different from the previous run, this time, she walked to Wenren's door step by step.

The curtains covered the windows, but it was also known that the lights were not turned on because there was no light to illuminate the curtains.

She took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

Wen Ren was lying on the bed and didn't fall asleep. He knew why Fang Boran didn't allow Fang Jiaran to be with him.

He who always does things as he pleases, but this time he hesitated.

He knew that if he was doing Fang Jiaran's best, he shouldn't provoke her.

But he really can't control himself, he really wants her.

He clearly knew that she was not safe around him, but he still selfishly wanted to take her as his own.

Wenren pressed his eyelids irritably, he will never forget what happened to his mother.

Will all women who marry into Wen's family have a miserable end?
At this moment, the knock on the door cut off his thoughts.

Wenren frowned, who would come to him at this time, it was already midnight.

Even here, he still quickly took out the pistol from the bedside, what if someone escaped the eyes of the "Dark Guard"?
He loaded his pistol, walked to the door, and opened a crack in the door carefully.

When he saw the person outside the door, his frown suddenly loosened, and then a surge of ecstasy and excitement surged in his chest, as if to explode his chest.

He quickly put away the pistol, opened the door, and saw that Fang Jiaran was panting non-stop because of running, and her face was flushed after exercise because of this. Even at night, her forehead was covered with sweat.

Her eyes were red and she looked like she had been crying.

But even so, he couldn't restrain the surprise in his chest.

"Why..." He opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was very hoarse.

But before he finished speaking, Fang Jiaran threw himself into his arms.

Wenren, who was not prepared, was thrown back a few steps by her, and the two retreated into the room together.

"What's the matter? Why are you crying suddenly? What's the matter?" Wen Ren wiped the tears on her face, but she couldn't finish it, her tears kept flowing.

Fang Jiaran shook her head, she couldn't utter a word of distress, she could only shake her head, trying to appease him and not make him worry, obviously it was not successful.

When she threw herself into his arms, she wanted to hug him tightly, and hug him tightly when she was seven years old.

At that time, no one hugged him.

She really loves him, and wants to drive away all his past sorrows, to make up for him, and to let him know that there are still people who can let him show weakness.

He can be weak in front of her as much as he wants, she doesn't care.

He doesn't need to be so tough and fearless all the time, he can be afraid of everything he fears in his heart, and he can seek comfort in her arms.

But Wenren misunderstood, he thought of Fang Boran's strong opposition during the day.

The original agitation and joy in his chest gradually cooled down, and the eyes staring at her began to turn cold, the pitch-black color was as cold as cold iron, without the blazing heat just now.

"Are you here to say goodbye to me?" Wenren asked coldly, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Tell me that we are over, and you will never see me again, so come and spend the last night with me ?”

His face became more and more tense, and his expression became colder and colder. There was no blazing anger in his eyes, but there was disappointment and sadness that he didn't know.

His hands were still unconsciously wiping away his tears. Although he spoke with disdain, he still couldn't bear to see her cry.

Fang Jiaran was so crying that she couldn't speak, she could only shake her head.

The disappointment and helplessness in his eyes pierced her heart. I don't know if he also showed the same emotion when he was seven years old.

Helplessness and emptiness kept attacking his chest, and the feeling of grief at the age of seven returned.

The people he loved left him one by one, and his mother wouldn't let him touch him. Seeing him was like seeing a devil.

Although he knew she didn't mean it, he still felt uncomfortable.

When he saw her dead body with a broken neck, he felt chills all over his body, but he had nowhere to vent his grief. He only knew that the person who loved him the most had left him.

When Wen Chengyun strictly asked him to reach the level of the head of the Wen family, even though he never complained, his mother could always know when he was helpless and when he was on the verge of collapse.

She always didn't say a word, just hugged him silently and let him snuggle into a soft embrace.

But he always pretended to be a man who didn't need to be comforted, broke away from her arms almost rudely, then showed a disgusted expression, and ran away without looking back.

Because he didn't want his father to see him seeking comfort in his mother's arms like a child who hadn't been weaned.

But he didn't see the tolerance and distress in his mother's eyes every time he ran away, and the sadness in his son's refusal to accept her hug.

Then, the mother died.

When he wanted to feel the warmth and softness in that embrace again, he couldn't do it anymore.

The only person who will release his love and tolerance to him is no longer there, and now, Fang Jiaran is leaving too.

He was like a wounded, dying beast trapped in a cage, screaming in vain, but unable to make himself better.

He was hurt, helpless and eager to hurt others, so that the other party could lick his wounds with him and experience his pain.

Therefore, he couldn't control his cold voice and said, "You have an explanation better than Feng Jiewei, at least you came to say goodbye to me."

"I'm not... I'm not here to say goodbye to you. Unless you say goodbye first, I won't say goodbye to you." Fang Jiaran said softly.

Wen Ren was shocked and looked at her in disbelief.

"What did you say?" he asked hoarsely.

His voice was full of uncertainty, he was so unconfident that he was afraid that he might be wrong.

He was so tall, but at this moment he looked so fragile.

Fang Jiaran's heart ached terribly, she just stroked his cheek gently.

"Tonight, my brother told me something." She whispered, but never took her eyes off him.

She felt that Wenren's hands that were holding her face suddenly froze, complete despair appeared in his eyes, and the sarcasm at the corners of his mouth drooped like a trapped animal, as if he was heartbroken.

His strength in holding her face became lighter, and he was about to pull away.

Fang Jiaran sensed his intention and immediately grabbed his hand, not letting her leave.

She had a feeling that if Wen Ren was allowed to act like this, then he might really leave, or push her away.

She held his hand tightly and said, "do you know what my brother told me?"

Wenren pursed his lips, and after a while, he said with difficulty: "About me?"

(End of this chapter)