The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 708 From now on, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road, each irrelevant
The sharp words were like a knife, piercing Zong Zhengyu's heart.

His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart was terribly cold when he saw Shang Feng Canglan's gaze.

Yes.

Lan'er didn't like him at first.

They were able to walk together because of his careful planning and planning for a long time.

He clearly knew that he shouldn't be with Lan'er in his situation.

He should be alone all his life, like a marionette without emotion to complete the so-called mission.

He was indeed like this before, until he met Lan'er...

She crawled out of the coffin, climbed onto his bed, and broke into his world just like that.

Cunning, smart, cute, like a blazing flame, people can't refuse.

She also likes acting very much, and keeps saying that she likes him, but under that expression of admiration, those clear and bright beautiful eyes reflect his shadow, but there is no half admiration or liking for him.

He understood that she was acting but did not expose it.

From the beginning of his memory, there has been a voice scolding him, that his life is not for himself.

But for that illusory task, the goal.

I've been working on it for years too, and there's never been anyone else around me.

Feng Canglan was a novelty to him, and he also wanted to see what she really wanted to do.

Knowing that she was acting and pretending, he was like a theatergoer without revealing it.

But I don't know when, I was fascinated.

Seeing that she was intimate with Rong Jin, and aware that she had the intention of leaving, the thoughts buried in her heart broke out.

An idea, it doesn't matter if she is kept, even if it is imprisoned.

Just stay around.

He was with Lan'er, it could be said that he planned it all by himself and had planned it for a long time.

Weaving a gentle cage to invite you into the urn.

Trying to be nice to Lan'er, satisfying everything, trying to spoil her.

Once a person stays in the comfort zone for a long time, he will gradually lose his ability to survive.

In this way, Lan'er will always be by his side, unable to leave him, relying on him.

However, it is counterproductive.

Lan'er is different from other women, this method will not work.

Fortunately, Lan'er finally agreed to stay after exhausting all means.

Looking back on the past, everything about the two of them was planned by him.

He knows Lan'er's personality too well, and this incident cannot be explained. From now on, the two of them are afraid that they will really return to each other.

"Yes, it is."

"I'm too confident, I think highly of myself." After being together, Lan'er absolutely trusted her, and he almost forgot how unfeeling she was with her unconditional trust.

Zong Zhengyu stood where he was and did not intend to leave.

Feng Canglan glanced at her, and felt the sad aura lingering in that figure and closed his eyes.

It is enough to be used once, why are you soft-hearted?
Why are you still soft-hearted?Want to be used again?

Opening the eyelids, the eyes are cold and firm.

The moment Feng Canglan opened his eyes, Zong Zhengyu felt a bad premonition in his heart, and stared blankly.

Feng Canglan bypassed him and went to the desk, spread out the rice paper and picked up the pen to write down, her movements were smooth and flowing, writing extremely fast.

Zong Zhengyu held his breath and walked, the three dazzling words on the rice paper suddenly hit his eyes.

He trembled, his blood flowed backwards, and his whole body felt cold.

"No!" Zong Zhengyu grabbed the writing paper and shredded it, "I don't agree!"

"I don't agree with Heli!"

The hoarse and trembling voice was full of anxiety.

Feng Canglan raised his eyebrows indifferently, glanced at it without making a sound, dipped his head in ink and continued writing.

The original "He Li Shu" was torn up, but now that Feng Canglan wrote, the word "Hui Shu" appeared on the paper.

A divorce letter requires mutual consent, but a divorce letter does not.

Seeing the glaring word "Suspense Letter", Zong Zhengyu's eyes were red as if he was about to cry blood, and he stretched out his hand to repeat the same trick, but Feng Canglan withdrew his hand with a sinister stare.

Seeing the words on the divorce letter jumping out one by one, Zong Zhengyu's heart sank rapidly.

His whole body was icy cold, as if he had fallen into a glacier.

"Lan'er, don't..."

He ran to the desk and begged hoarsely, not daring to make trouble again.

"Lan'er, stop."

Looking at the divorce letter that was about to be completed, his eyes were red, he was flustered, frightened, and afraid.

It was like a child who knew he was about to be abandoned, begging over and over not to abandon him.

"Lan'er...don't write anymore, I beg you."

"What should we do if we separate from Liucang..." When it came to Liucang, Zong Zhengyu seemed to have been opened up to Ren Du's second vein suddenly, "Yes."

"Liu Cang is still young, and our son is still young. It won't be good for him to be separated."

When mentioning Liucang, Feng Canglan stopped writing vigorously.

Seeing this scene, Zong Zhengyu only took it as saying that Liucang is effective, and continued, "Lan'er, Liucang is still so young, it's not good for him to be separated."

"In the future, others will definitely..."

"So you still know that Liu Cang is your son." Her voice was very light and light, with no ups and downs, she didn't even look up at Zong Zhengyu, she just quietly looked at the divorce letter she wrote.

Zong Zhengyu's hoarse voice was suddenly interrupted, and when he heard Feng Canglan's abnormal tone and attitude, unprecedented panic rose in his heart.

"I thought you had forgotten that Liucang is your son."

"You know that Liu Cang is your son, and you even snatched your son's life-saving things to resurrect other people!"

"Zong Zhengyu!"

Unable to suppress her calm tone, she suddenly raised her head and smiled sarcastically at Shang Zong Zhengyu's red eyes, "A person like you should die alone forever!"

"You don't deserve a wife! Have a child!"

After speaking, she lowered her head and picked up her pen to write faster.

Feng Canglan froze in place, unable to get out of the sentence "A person like you should die alone forever".

he……

Slowly returning to his senses, his eyes focused on the divorce letter written by Feng Canglan, and he saw the person who was writing the signer.

His breathing was stagnant, and his heart seemed to be torn apart by a hand.

Both hands suddenly grabbed Feng Canglan's writing hand, and begged tearfully, "Lan'er, don't! No!"

"It's not up to you." Feng Canglan ruthlessly opened Zong Zhengyu's hand, one finger at a time, just like he broke her fingers before to get the Pangu Stone.

Zong Zhengyu held on tightly, and met Feng Canglan's indifferent and determined gaze, grabbed his wrist and knelt on the ground with a "plop", "Lan'er, I beg you."

"It's okay if we don't separate, we won't separate."

His kneeling made Feng Canglan's back stiff, and he subconsciously wanted the two to pull up, but he stopped suddenly when he stretched out his hand, and slowly retracted it.

The tone was cold and unfeeling, "Relax."

"Don't Lan'er!" He begged hoarsely, a tear slipped from the end of his long and narrow eyes.

Feng Canglan forcefully separated the hand holding his arm, mercilessly, "You sacrificed so much for Pan Gushi, it seems that person is very important to you."

With a cold smile, he lifted the last word of Zong Zhengyu's name on the divorce letter.

After the divorce papers were completed, Feng Canglan slapped the pen on the table with a "snap".

Handing the letter of divorce to the person who was still kneeling by his side, his cold voice was sonorous and forceful, without any warmth, "From now on, you and I will return to the bridge and return to the road, and have nothing to do with each other!"

(End of this chapter)