The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 281 Who Gives Up Who

He said too much, he did too much, he promised her too much...

She naively thought that it was a sign of his love for her, but now it seems that everything is just a deception, wishful thinking and imagination in her heart.

All this is not even as good as a joke, and it is not even worth making fun of others after dinner!

She used to think that the love that was greater than the sky, turned out to be so embarrassing for her!

Thinking of the candlelight dinner at Tianyuan, the shooting star she saw through the telescope, the wish she made for the shooting star, and the colored lights on the top floor, how much she felt that he loved him.

He prepared that surprise confession ceremony for her on the beach, as if it happened yesterday, and she could still vaguely see the banners on the hot air balloons in front of her, all of which said 'I love you', but How ridiculous.

On a field trip, he got lost in the primeval forest, she ran to find it, and he knew it. When the two were in the woods, when the sky and the ground were C, he took away her real first time, and when she gave it to herself, that This kind of enthusiasm like moths rushing to a flame is actually just a dream.

In the hospital, when he told Ran Huabo who was lying on the ground that he was going to marry her, she thought it was the most beautiful and best marriage proposal in the world. She was so moved that she immediately agreed to marry him. Is the ecstatic ecstasy all acting?
……

Ran Zijin recalled all these, with a smile on his face, self-deprecating, heartbroken, suddenly enlightened...

But her eyes were always filled with tears, and the tears flowed like a spring, never ending, and never stopping...

"Zijin! Zijin!"

Who is calling her name in a hurry, why is that voice so familiar and so strange?

Why is there tension and sadness in that voice, and even obvious worry and distress?

Why is such a beautiful voice, the voice that I have been lusting after time and time again, but now it is so harsh in my ears, it hurts my ears and my heart?

"Zijin! Open your eyes!"

Open your eyes?
Did she close her eyes?No wonder the world is so dark, she can't see anything!
She wanted to open her eyes and have a look, to see who was the person who was holding her and running forward, but no matter how hard she tried, those eyes were like a huge boulder being pressed down, and she couldn't open them no matter what. She could hear the sound of the wind whistling past her ears, and it made her whole body feel chilly, every cell and every inch of her skin felt like it was about to be cracked by freezing pain.

As if there was still a sliver of consciousness, and as if in a dream, Ran Zijin heard his own voice trembling as he spoke.

"Mu Xuan, didn't you always want to know what wish I made when I watched the shooting star in Tianyuan that day? Let me tell you...that is..."

"What is it? Zijin, don't talk, let's go to the hospital!"

"Yes……"

"Zijin, what did you say?"

"I hope that there will be such a day every year in the future, and I will watch the meteor shower with you until my life is exhausted!"

"Zijin!" Leng Muxuan hugged Ran Zijin's arm for a while, looked at Ran Zijin who was completely unconscious, and looked at the corner of his bleeding mouth, his heart shook, and his whole body began to feel cold.

"Brother Muxuan, hurry up and send sister Zijin to the car, let's go to the hospital! Hurry up! What are you doing in a daze?!" Nangong Lie shouted eagerly at Leng Muxuan who stopped in a daze.

"Hospital..." Leng Muxuan repeated these two words as if muttering to himself, and then started to run again belatedly, "Zijin, let's go to the hospital. You can't be in trouble. You have to I will accompany you to realize the wish of watching shooting stars with me every year! Even if there are no shooting stars in City H, I will take you to other cities and other countries to watch them! Jin..."

It is said that men do not cry easily, but they have not reached the sad part.

Leng Muxuan carried Ran Zijin all the way to the hospital, his face was covered with tears, and the people accompanying him couldn't help crying when they saw it.

Although they didn't know exactly what happened, but when they saw Ran Zijin's bleeding mouth and Leng Muxuan's tears, they felt inexplicably sad, and inexplicably wanted to cry with this seven-foot man.

"Doctor, save her quickly!" Leng Muxuan kept begging the doctor all the way, and was no longer as domineering, cold and calm as usual.

"Young Master Leng, please don't worry. The young lady didn't drink medicine or commit suicide. She only vomited blood when she was in a hurry, and she fainted only when she was weak." The doctor had explained to Leng Muxuan more than once. .

But he still didn't quite believe what the doctor said, he only believed what he saw with his own eyes, that is, the corner of Ran Zijin's mouth was bleeding, she had been in a coma for a long time and hadn't woken up.

He held her hand tightly, so hard that her wrists were already turning white and blue.

"Take it easy! Brother Muxuan, let go of Sister Zijin, the doctor is going to give her an IV drip!" Nangong Lie pulled Leng Muxuan's arm to pull him away, so that he wouldn't interfere with the doctor's treatment of Ran Zijin, " You look like this, how can the doctor treat sister Zijin? Are you trying to waste time so that sister Zijin can't wake up?!"

"No! She will definitely wake up! She will not leave me alone!" Leng Muxuan let go of Ran Zijin's hand after hearing Nangong Lie's words, but suddenly shouted at Nangong Lie as if he had gone crazy , "She said she would watch shooting stars with me until my life was exhausted! That was the first promise she made to me, and the first promise I asked for! I must take her to fulfill it!"

"Sir, can you please take Leng Shao out? He is here, which is really not conducive to the patient's treatment." The doctor had nothing to do with Leng Muxuan, so he could only say to Nangong Lie.

Nangong Lie looked at Leng Muxuan until it was impossible to tell him to go out, so he said to him: "Brother Muxuan, if you want to stay here to see sister Zijin, please be quiet, don't talk, don't make trouble Temper. Otherwise, I will ask Assistant Luo to get you out!" He suddenly raised his voice again, not like a child at all, but like Leng Muxuan's elder, "Aren't you loving sister Zijin? You are killing her! You want her life?!"

Leng Muxuan stared at Nangong Lie in a daze. The severe pain in his heart made him exhausted. He leaned against the wall beside him, looking at Ran Zijin lying there dejectedly and frustrated.

Her face was pale, like a piece of white paper, shaking his eyes dry and painful.

There was still blood at the corner of her mouth, which bloomed strangely on her bloodless lips like roses in the dark night.

There is a deep gully between her eyebrows, but the gully obviously didn't grow between her brows, it was a deep, bottomless, huge gap that couldn't be ignored that grew between him and her, and it was doomed from now on Between them, Heng Huan felt his heartache and her heartache.

Nangong Lie patted Leng Muxuan's arm, comforting him silently.

It was only just now that he knew about Ruan Yifei's existence. He can be sure that Leng Muxuan really loves Ran Zijin and really cherishes her.

But he also knew that once Ran Zijin, who seemed to be indifferent to the world, would protect her tenaciously once she put her heart into it, she would also show a strong exclusive idea. She definitely didn't want to be a substitute, and she didn't want to share her husband with a dead person.

The living have never been able to compete with the dead, and Nangong Lie understood this truth at a young age.

For, they say, when a man dies, he goes to the hearts of those who loved him.

Therefore, they seem to be dead, but in fact they are still alive, living in the hearts of everyone who loves them, deeply engraved, deeply buried, and deeply remembered.

"When she wakes up, explain it well. Talking is the best solution." Nangong Lie said to Leng Muxuan before leaving the ward.

At this moment, he thought of his parents, they lived in his heart with such a posture.Even though later he met Leng Muxuan, Ran Zijin, Ran Zimu, and many, many brothers, he cared about them and loved them silently in his heart, but none of them could compare to the parents in his heart.

Because of his parents, they have become an indelible imprint in his heart, a monument, a perfect combination of eternal love and pain.

Leng Muxuan held his head, tears could no longer relieve too many emotions in his heart.

He was just on a business trip, and it was just that he didn't accompany Ran Zijin once in a while. How could she have encountered such a thing.

When she was going through such a painful thing, she still cared about him and didn't want him to work too hard, so she didn't tell him, but endured it alone, solved it alone, and faced it alone.

When he learned of all this, he came back from abroad desperately, and rushed to the bureau to pick her up to accompany her, but what did he see?

At that moment, he saw her unconscious and spitting blood, his heart was filled with unprecedented despair and sadness, and there were waves of coldness.

He thought she was going to commit suicide, he thought she was so disappointed in him that she wanted to give up on him completely, he thought she was so sad that she didn't even want to give him a chance to explain.

At that moment, he thought he was going to lose her, he felt his world collapsed, and he could no longer find a support point to support his world and life...

"Zijin, wake up, okay? Please wake up, I'll explain to you."

"Things are not what you think, Zijin, I won't say anything, because I don't want you to suffer more harm."

"Zijin, don't give up on me."

……

Who was calling her name one after another, that voice hurt every nerve of her.

Whose tears fell drop by drop on her face, the temperature burned every cell in her.

Who was holding her hand and constantly talking, such complicated emotions also rendered her heart hurt.

He called her name, and she called him.

He was crying and she was crying too.

He was talking, and she was talking too.

But there is such an invisible thing between them, which separates them from the tacit understanding that they can clearly understand each other's mind without words.

She doesn't understand him, and he doesn't understand her anymore.

Slowly opened his eyes, in front of him was a handsome face that he would never forget in his whole life, but there were tears hanging on that face indiscriminately at the moment, there was a look of grief and injury in those eyes, his voice was a little hoarse... …

She had never seen him in such a mess!
Stretching out her hand, she stroked his face slowly, earnestly, strangely and familiarly.

"Don't cry. You've cried too much since you met me," she told him.

He took her hand, with an undisguised expression of excitement on his face, but the tears in his eyes became more violent.

"Zijin, you finally woke up! You finally woke up!" Leng Muxuan rushed over and hugged Ran Zijin tightly, never wanting to let go.

Ran Zijin's face was also full of messy tears, some of her own, some of his, mixed together, the taste was even more bitter.

She pushed him away, sat up slowly, and looked at him with flat eyes, "Did you know? It's not all princesses who wear glass shoes, but also Cinderella."

"You... Zijin, don't think about it, I'll explain it to you." Leng Muxuan nervously looked into Ran Zijin's eyes, there was no longer the light of admiration and admiration for him, happiness and joy, It was empty there, like a snowfield, with nothing but the bone-chilling cold.

Suddenly he couldn't see her heart, he couldn't understand her thoughts, he didn't understand what she was talking about.

Ran Zijin suddenly burst into a smile at the corner of his mouth, strangely like a rose dripping with blood.

"Do you know the difference between a princess and Cinderella?"

Leng Muxuan shook his head blankly, he didn't want to pay attention to any princess, and he didn't want to pay attention to any Cinderella, all he cared about was his Zijin.

"When a princess wears a crystal slipper, she will always be a princess, and there will always be a prince by her side. When Cinderella wears a crystal slipper, she can only have one chance to dream. After twelve o'clock, when she wakes up from her dream, she will return to Cinderella's dream. True color. She will always be Cinderella."

She is the Cinderella who had a gorgeous and beautiful dream, and he is the pure prince who gave her the crystal slipper and brought her a dream trip.

He has his eternal princess in his heart, but it is impossible to give her a place as Cinderella.

She is just the condiment of his life, dispensable.

If she still has some value in existence, it is that he can see the shadow of his princess in her.

But what if she doesn't want to be anyone's shadow?
Even if she loves him to the bottom of her heart, loves him so much that she doesn't even want to lose her self-esteem and pride, but she still doesn't want to be someone else's shadow, what if she doesn't want to be someone else's substitute?
"You're not Cinderella! Zijin, you're not. You belong to me." Leng Muxuan gradually understood what Ran Zijin wanted to express, and his heart became more and more panicked. He hurriedly explained to her in a panic and illogically, Give her comfort, "It's a princess. The crystal shoe will always be yours. You will be a princess when you wear it. Zijin, listen to my explanation carefully, huh? I'll explain it to you clearly, okay?"

"Okay!" Ran Zijin still had a smile on his lips, "Let's divorce first, can you explain later?"

(End of this chapter)