The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 141 Live For You
Lan Sichen subconsciously put his hands behind his back, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why do you want to video chat with me?"

"Because... I know you are very sad now." The expression on Si Lan's face was determined and flamboyant, and his fingers made a "shh" movement, "Don't talk, just look at me, I'm a little sleepy. Come with me ..."

"Okay... I'll stay with you, you sleep."

The corner of Lan Sichen's mouth was filled with a warm and doting smile. When she put the computer on the bedside table and turned sideways, only half of her face could be seen.

Si Lan closed his eyes, and his face was as green as a child's when he was sleeping peacefully.

Lan Sichen loves to see her sleeping appearance very much, without any modification, pure natural appearance, but her brows will be furrowed, every time this happens, he wants to open her frowning brows but can't do anything.

Leaving the hand on the body, blood dripped down on the wooden floor, forming a table and chair that was blood paralyzed and reflected; Lan Sichen didn't realize that he agreed, and his restless heart gradually calmed down.Finger saves the screen capture in the designated disk.Gently and obsessively stroking the face on the cold screen with his fingertips, he said to himself: "I am lucky to have it, but my life is lost, but who can win my life. Asi, I can't win Yes, but I know you can win, don't lose to fate...lose to me..."

The fingertips have been lingering on the half of the face on the screen, reluctant to let go, I'm afraid that if I let go, I won't be able to do it for the rest of my life.

"Sorry for making you suffer so much; I'm sorry, I just started to understand what love is..."

After living for so many years, I always thought I knew what I knew, and I learned the lesson after paying such a big price, and I re-recognized love.

"what!"

Suddenly there was a desolate scream from the computer, Lan Sichen immediately looked up to see Si Lan on the computer, sat up suddenly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and stared at the front dully, wondering what she saw what.

"What's wrong?" Lan Sichen frowned, his heart seemed to be hanging in the air, feeling uncomfortable and distressed.

It's a nightmare...

Si Lan didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and sat on the bed blankly, his legs arched slowly, his body curled up into a ball, and his hands were tightly hugged together; his long hair like a waterfall was scattered on his back, and his whole body He looked extremely pale and weak.

Lan Sichen wanted to speak, but his throat tightened, and he didn't say a word, but his thin lips were drawn into a line, tightly...

But I don't know how long it took, Si Lan seemed to come back to his senses, and slowly turned his head to see that the video was still there, and his deep eyes on the screen were full of worries and anxiety that he might not have noticed; the handsome and cold silhouette , blurred a little under the dim light, but no longer so sharp.

"Slan..."

"I'm fine." Si Lan interrupted him, with a faint smile on his red lips, he added: "I'm really fine."

Lan Sichen didn't believe her words. The tragic cry in his head was so desolate and horrific. It was repeated over and over again, as if he wanted to put him to death.

Eyelashes wet with sweat trembled like butterfly wings, casting a blue shadow, his pale face looked thinner, and he said lightly: "You should rest, don't do it too late. I turned off the computer."

Lan Sichen didn't speak, just nodded, watched as Si Lan turned off the computer, and the screen instantly returned to the desktop. The tablecloth happened to be the screenshot of Si Lan's picture taken by him. His sleeping face was young, quiet, and stable...

"Do you spend every night like this?"

Lan Sichen felt uncomfortable in every possible way, she was created by herself now, but why did she feel so heartbroken.

Asi, I will not let you lose, absolutely not.

……

Si Lan sat on the bed in a daze, unable to recover for a long time, looked sideways at the moonlight outside the window, which hung high and cold in the night sky, surrounded by sparse stars, shining the same light; she walked to the window with bare feet, and her fingers landed on the window sill The upper body tightened quietly, and the blue veins on the fair skin protruded, and one by one could be clearly counted.

"Lan Sichen... Lan Sichen... Lan Sichen..."

Countless days and nights after she fell asleep, the picture was all that cold night four years ago, and just now I dreamed that Lan Sichen dug out his heart, no matter how much I told him to stop, he just wouldn't listen , He dug out his eyes, dug out his heart, the blood flowed like a rapid river, the scarlet eyes and the strong smell of blood were full of the smell of death.

I don't know why her heart hurts so much, as if what Lan Sichen dug out was not his eyes, not his heart, but her eyes, her heart...

That feeling was so real, it filled her with fear...

Have you ever hated someone?I hated it to the extreme, wishing I could cut off his flesh piece by piece with a knife and throw it to the dogs, but why, I dreamed that his body was covered in blood, and saw that he had lost his eyes and heart, and my heart hurt so much ...

Even so, she has no way out...

Because without hatred, how could she live on...

I don't know when there was more strength in the waist, and the strong chest was pressed against her back, and the warmth penetrated through the skin and flowed into her cold body.Xu Ningmo wrapped one hand around her slender waist, and the other rested on her hand. His lips were pressed against the edge of her ear, and she could even feel his every breath.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Xu Ningmo's jaw fell on her shoulder, he turned his head and closed his eyes to smell the fragrance of her beautiful hair, "All nightmares will end, they will definitely end."

Si Lan's back stiffened, and he withdrew the hand under his palm, opened the hand on his waist, turned around and looked up at his soft outline, there were faint traces of time on his eyelids ; And when he picked up his finger, the ring finger had obvious traces left by the ring, and the fingertips gently touched the trace left by the confinement...

"Keqin really likes you. No matter what the reason is, you shouldn't divorce her or abandon her."

Xu Ningmo glanced down at his ring finger, and held her hand in the palm of his backhand, very hard and warm. "There are many women who like me, and everyone is sincere. Am I responsible for all of them?"

"Keqin is your wife..."

"Leave." Xu Ningmo interrupted her lightly, seeing her eyes that were always warm and soft, but now they were also sinking, and said in a displeased tone: "You can use any reason to resist my approach, but Don't talk about other women. I am a mature man and have experienced a lot of women, but it doesn't mean I don't have sincerity. "

Si Lan was taken aback, but said nothing.This is the first time that Xu Ningmo has been so frank and honest in front of him, without any shyness.In fact, he didn't need to say anything at all...

"From the beginning or in the future, I won't make any promises to you. Because only what you can do is a promise, and what you can't do but tell is a lie. I won't have any lies to you." Xu Ning Mo stared at her eyes with more meaning, and his words paused for a while, as if he was thinking about his words, what to say next.

"It doesn't matter whether you love him or hate him, you know better than anyone else that there will be no possibility between you. Unless, go back in time, you are not you, and he is not him. If there is no hatred, If you can't live, you might as well try to live for me, at least, it won't make your life too sad."

"Live for you?"

Under the pale white moonlight, Si Lan's expression was a little confused, full of uncertainty and hesitation, like a hedgehog, cautious, with the slightest sound of the wind, all plants and trees were like soldiers, with thorns all over his body erected.

Xu Ningmo's pretty lips evoked pure pampering, and his sexy voice was magnetic, very charming at midnight. "I will not give up what I have been insisting on before, and I will not give up on you."

Si Lan felt his hand pull away, he turned and walked away, the palm was empty, the warmth of his palm was like a barrier, protecting her in the middle all the time.His words rolled over and over again in his mind, and he felt unbelievable no matter what.

Xu Ningmo, what an honest man, he speaks so bluntly that people hate him, but he can't hate him in his heart...

Si Lan looked back at Crescent Moon outside the window, took a deep breath, and clenched his hands, as if he once again had the strength and courage to go on.No one can be sure about the future, but if you give up now, wouldn't the previous persistence be all in vain...

tea room.

Xu Ningmo was sitting on the tatami, pinching a teacup with golden lace in his hand, putting it under his nose and smelling the fragrance of the tea, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was not as good as his eyes, his beautiful eyes and Lan Sichen looked at each other at this moment.

I really didn't expect that Lan Sichen could bear it until now before coming to him, which was beyond his expectation.

Lan Sichen took a sip of tea and heard the clear and sweet sound of the wind chimes hanging by the window. He couldn't help but look sideways. The faint voice seemed to be talking to himself: "She seems to like wind chimes very much."

Xu Ningmo put down his teacup and followed his gaze, "She went to Sichuan and Yunnan before, and she was fascinated by the culture there. She bought all these things herself."

This teahouse was the place where Slan asked him to come to stun him before, and it happened that even the box he was sitting in was the same box as before, and he was even sitting in the same place before.

When two people met for the first time, there was no tension, no confrontation, and it was as plain as an old friend who hadn't seen each other for a long time. It was not the first time they met, nor were they rivals in love.

Lan Sichen played with the teacup with his fingers, thinking that she was lying behind the screen that day, before she was Scorpio's indifferent appearance, the smile in her eyes flowed uncontrollably, immersed in her own thoughts, forgetting everything outside.

The private room was filled with the fragrance of tea, the boiling tea squeezed the lid of the pot, and the white mist swirled around, forming a barrier in front of them.

Apart from the age gap, these two are mostly similar. They are both gentle and elegant, gentle as jade, and they even smile similarly, with dimples on the corners of their mouths...

It's just that when Lan Sichen smiled sincerely, the light in his eyes was dazzling; while Xu Ningmo smiled anytime and anywhere, with the light shining in his squinted eyes, which had the cunning temperament of a fox.

"How has she been all these years?"

For a long time, the suppressed voice lingered in the box, but it was not abrupt.

(End of this chapter)