The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 352
Si Lan was sitting on a wooden chair by the roadside of the community, her spine was stiff, a cowhide diary was placed on her lap, and a black iron box was placed beside her.

Xu Ningmo stopped, just one step away, just one step away from reaching out to hug her; at this moment, he didn't dare.

Standing blankly one step away from her, looking at her with distressed eyes...Finally let her know!

As the cold wind passed by, Si Lan raised his head slowly, like a robot, his eyes fell on Xu Ningmo's expressionless handsome face one by one, his throat hurt, and there was an unspeakable hurt and pain in his clear eyes.

After finally pulling the lips, the voice fell to the lips like a plate of sand, and it couldn't be combined into a complete sentence no matter what.

That look was not sharp or angry, but it was like a ruthless knife, which made Xu Ningmo's heart feel like a knife.

"It turns out...it's not Lan Sichen who shouldn't be born...it's me..." His dry lips moved, his voice was desolate and heavy, and he emphasized it again, "The people who shouldn't be born are me and Jing kindness."

The slight curve at the corner of her mouth seemed to be mocking, but it was like the end of Xu Ningmo's world. Everything collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.

"No...it's not like this..." Xu Ningmo said, the words he wanted to comfort her were so powerless and pale, his eyes were full of distress, "It doesn't matter who you are... those twenty-somethings who have no background In [-], you came back alive; it doesn't matter whether you know your life experience or not."

"Because you are mine, my child... Forget everything you saw tonight, as if it didn't exist, okay?"

Staring at him with empty eyes, without any reaction, how can this be forgotten, how can it be as if nothing happened and does not exist.

"I... finally... understand the inferiority complex in Lan Sichen's heart! I don't want to be born with a sense of inferiority... because we shouldn't live in this world at all, and our existence is not blessed or allowed. "

The hoarse voice was full of desperation and helplessness. At the moment when she saw the truth, all the strength and fortress of Silan were instantly destroyed; this truth tortured her physically and mentally exhausted, making her hate her own existence even more. I hate how I used to press Lan Sichen every step of the way...

At that time, what kind of mood did Lan Sichen have to tell his secret, to let the world know that his existence was not affirmed, cast aside, and would never be blessed.

man!Always out of place, I don't know what it's like!
When something that happened to someone else happened to me unexpectedly, I really didn't know what to do.

What should I do.

"No... No one dares to deny your existence. With me here, no one dares to deny your existence." Xu Ningmo's hoarse voice was filled with sadness, and he really wanted to reach out and hug this child, but he was afraid of himself. Will accidentally break the porcelain doll in front of me.

These are not her fault, and it is not her choice to be born. Everything she is experiencing now has already been experienced when he was.

Knowing that that kind of despair and helplessness would sweep in like a surging sea and drown her directly.

"Lan Sichen will hate me, and will definitely laugh at me... He will say, Si Lan! You see, you are obviously the same as me, you are the same as me...Why do you want to force me, why do you act like nothing happened? live in this world..."

"No... I swear on my soul, Lan Sichen has no such thoughts, not even a single thought." Xu Ningmo took a step forward, squatted down slowly, and looked up at her with tears in the corners of his eyes. The light flickered, stubbornly refusing to fall.

"He won't hate you, never laugh at you, and never blame you! Trust me!"

"Really?" Si Lan looked at him blankly, wouldn't Lan Sichen hate himself?
Now even I feel that I look hateful, even more hateful!

Si Lan, Si Lan, the whole world is qualified to force Lan Sichen, only you are not, but you are the one who forced him to the point where he has no way out...

How can you be so hateful!
"It doesn't matter who you were born with. You have lived very hard without them for more than 20 years, and you will live even harder in the future, won't you?"

"I... I don't know! I even think that I should jump from that tall building like Jing En..."

"Okay!" Xu Ningmo held her hand and responded softly.

Si Lan was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what he meant.A shallow smile escaped Xu Ningmo's lips, and he whispered in his heart, "If you want to jump from there, I won't jump with you. I will bury you properly, and every time I pass by your grave, I will Go up and step on a few more feet."

"Step on you, a heartless child, how can you leave me alone and let me send you a black-haired man with white hair."

Si Lan couldn't help but smile, "My hair is purple."

"Your hair is beautiful."

"Lan Sichen...isn't really a product of incest...I am! He always feels that the blood on his body is dirty, but I'm the one who's dirty! Lan Ruixiu has always looked down on him, but I'm the one who should be looked down upon! "

Si Lan thought of that gentle and refined man, his heartlessness, his despair, he was actually very pitiful!
Xu Ningmo felt sorry for her, felt the pain in her heart; touched her outline with his fingers, "Cry. Cry out loudly, no one looks down on you, and you don't need to feel inferior. Lan Sichen is stupid, He himself doesn't know how to cherish life, and he doesn't know how to cherish you. His fate is what he deserves, and it's retribution! You don't need to feel sorry for him, don't need to sympathize with him, really."

The teardrops that were shining at the corners of his eyes disappeared little by little, and Si Lan numbly shook his head, "I can't cry. Ning Mo, please hug me."

Xu Ningmo stood up and sat beside her, and gently and carefully embraced her into his arms with both hands. Her body was very stiff and her body temperature was icy cold, which was completely opposite to his body temperature.

Si Lan leaned numbly against his muscular chest, as if he had found a tile to shelter him from the wind and rain in the storm.The pulp of his fingers gently rubbed the cowhide cover, and the diary was yellowed for many years.

The owner of the diary has an unbearable weight in Si Lan's life. She raised Si Lan with one hand, took care of Si Lan like a mother, cared for Si Lan, guarded him every night when he was sick, fed him with water and medicine, taught him Lan was literate, and when Si Lan was about to die, he resolutely exchanged his own life for Si Lan's life.

Si Lan is grateful for this person's kindness in nurturing him, and for her generosity and selflessness to him to the point of sacrificing his own life...

It's just that the world is impermanent and fate is unpredictable. This person I am grateful for is actually one of the sources that sent me to hell.

"Forget all of this, and remember that you are my Slan, my child." No matter what your identity is in the future, I can play that role for you.

As long as it makes you happy, Aspen.

With an itchy throat, Si Lan couldn't help coughing, holding the diary tightly with his fingers, and finally understood why Dean Chen wanted to keep Qin Xin alive, and finally understood why he was jealous of Qin Xin...

In the middle of the night, Silan was confused, his forehead was hot, and he was still holding the diary tightly in his arms, refusing to let go.

His face was flushed red, but his lips were pale, and he kept murmuring: Dean Chen... Mom... Sister... Even Qin Xin and Lan Sichen...

Xu Ningmo's heart ached, wishing he could bear all the pain.He thought he could bear all this for her, but unexpectedly, he ended up with a difficult knot in her heart.

If he had known this before, he should have destroyed the diary as Ji Fengwen said, regardless of whether it is qualified or not.

Feed Si Lan with antipyretics, wipe the sweat off her forehead with a towel, wrap her in a quilt, hold her tightly in her arms, and put her hand on her forehead, as if God forgave the believer's original sin.

"Ace, human eyes have 5.62 million pixels, but they can't see through people's hearts. You see, this is not your fault at all. Why do you have to bear the mistakes made by the previous generation? In addition to providing sperm and Eggs, blood and flesh, they have been absent from your life for more than 20 years, and they have not even hugged you. They left you outside and let them fend for themselves; fate took pity on you, let you survive but gave you countless nightmares, these are not good fair."

"Why should you bear the infamy of crime?"

"Asi, I'll give you what they owe you; I'll give you what God needs you... I'll give you what you want, and I'll secretly give you what you don't dare to ask for, okay?"

"Lan Sichen doesn't hate you, not at all! He wants to thank you, thank you for being alive for letting him fall in love with you, for letting him untie the knot in his heart... It doesn't matter who was born, the important thing is that he is still alive , I can still see the person I love... and I can still have hugs!"

Slan was so dazed that he vaguely heard someone talking to him, but he couldn't hear what he said clearly.

It's just that I seem to have had a dream. I dreamed that Lan Sichen said that he would give everything he owed and what others owed to him.

His voice is gentle and reassuring.

only--

Lan Sichen, you have paid back everything you owed me; but who should I pay back what I owe you!
Si Lan's high fever persisted, and the antipyretic tablets Xu Ningmo fed her didn't help; she was in a daze, without any clear consciousness, and her dry, chapped and peeled lips sometimes talked in sleep, and sometimes bit them tightly. He pursed his lower lip, frowning tightly as if holding back something.

Xu Ningmo knew that her illness was caused by a heart disease, and the so-called heart disease was difficult to cure, probably so.

The high fever reached 42 degrees, and the ward was quiet. The nurse was giving Si Lan an infusion, and the doctor glared at Xu Ningmo and scolded angrily: How can you be someone else's boyfriend?She has a high fever of 42 degrees and has not been sent to the hospital until now. You are not afraid that her head will be burned out!Today's young people think that they are not afraid of anything when they are young and healthy, and they think that they will be fine after taking two pills, right?
Xu Ningmo stood beside the hospital bed, staring at Si Lan who was sleeping intently, his brows were still tightly frowned, his face was not red but pale, and his breathing was weak, as if there was nothing there.The doctor's words lingered in his ears, but he didn't refute or respond.

Lan Sichen, the one whose brain was burned is you!If I knew you should have destroyed everything, why did you leave such an important clue, why did you let her know such an unbearable truth... You have already experienced such an unbearable thing, why do you want to watch her repeat your mistakes .

To put it bluntly, you don't love her enough. If you love her enough, you won't let her suffer anymore.

but--

Asi, how can I love you more so as to save you from suffering in this world.

Seeing Xu Ningmo's unresponsive look, the doctor didn't say much, but told her to moisturize her lips more and take her temperature every hour; after three hours, the fever subsided and she was fine.

(End of this chapter)