The president's dream beauties

Chapter 302
The neatness of this room was left by Wan Linglong, and all the furnishings returned to the way Wan Linglong entered the room, and even lost her habit.

But even so, as soon as Leng Chenfeng entered the room, he still felt Wan Linglong's figure overwhelming him.There is only Wan Linglong in this world, and only her figure is needed.

"Leng-chen-feng-brother?"

There seemed to be a voice echoing. The image of Wan Linglong being wrapped by Steward Zhao like a log came to Leng Chenfeng's mind. She called her name, so scared. She curled up in a corner, deeply afraid of herself. hurt her.

"But in the end, I still hurt you." The corners of Leng Chenfeng's mouth moved, his voice seemed to have entered nothingness, "Is that right?"

Leng Chenfeng raised his right hand and touched every part bit by bit.He tried to feel Wan Linglong's temperature, but what came from between his fingers, besides the coldness of the object, was there anything else?

If there was still a trace of blur in Leng Chenfeng's heart originally, those vague things have disappeared at this moment.

He has only one consciousness clearly, this room has lost an owner, and he has also lost a person in his heart.

Today, the room remains the same, but where are you?
"Young Master." An anxious voice came from outside the door.

"You all go down." After a while, when the people outside the door were still hesitating, he softly uttered three words, "Close the door."

The door was closed at that moment, outside the door he was still the president of Chuannan International, he was still an existence like an emperor in people's eyes, but in the world inside the door, the emperor's clothes had been torn to pieces.Underneath is just a fragile man.

Leng Chenfeng just did that, sitting in the place where Wan Linglong used to be, it seemed that the disappointment that she had expected her to come still remained on that chair, but now the chair was replaced by his unattainable memories.

The chair remains the same, but the old friend does not exist.

Wuma Yiqiu found that he couldn't go out, he was under surveillance and was not allowed to leave, he could only smile wryly, he wanted to do something, even if it was just a step forward, but to him, it was a that difficult.

Wuma Yiqiu can only drink alcohol, maybe only after he is drunk, can he find the warmth of the past in his own consciousness, in that dreamlike memory, nothing has changed, and his sister can still be protected by himself My younger sister, and Wan Linglong was still the same girl who looked at her with a panicked face back then, which made him unbearable.

Night came quietly, bringing endless darkness and the quiet loneliness to the world.

Leng Chenfeng finally couldn't hold on and fell on the bed. Although the quilt was so neat, the smell of Wan Linglong still remained on it.He seemed to hear that voice again, "Brother Feng!" It turned out that "Brother Feng" was himself!

Dimly, his consciousness gradually blurred. At this moment, what Sichuan South International, what business rules, what can and cannot be done, are all isolated from the world by this door.

In this world, there is only his lonely figure, the girl deep in his memory.

"Why is the flowerpot broken?" Leng Chenfeng looked at the broken flowerpot, his face was full of deep puzzlement, he squatted down slowly, and he held the flower in the flowerpot with both hands rise.

"It's not a flower, and it can't bloom. Even if you find a flowerpot that belongs to it and keep it in the flowerpot for a century, it will never bloom. May appear."

The voice came from far away in the darkness, Leng Chenfeng looked up at dusk, the figure pierced his heart with pain.

"Didn't I say that the flowers will bloom? Spring will always come, why do you want to destroy it?" Leng Chenfeng's hands holding the flowers trembled, as if the one he was holding was broken by himself Heart.

"It is said that there will be a period of blooming, but when it gets dark, I have no time to wait. Maybe I wait for the date when the flowers will bloom, but in the dark, I can't see the flowers that will bloom. Existence Being and non-existence are like dead things, what reason can I have to convince myself to keep a heart waiting for flowers to bloom in the distant days?"

The voice became farther and farther away, and the figure gradually disappeared.

Leng Chenfeng suddenly dropped a handful in his hand, and rushed towards that direction crazily.But the submerged darkness devoured everything, and he was short of breath for a moment and didn't know what to do.

The gentle lake water is accompanied by the gentle grass, and the warm breeze caresses the short log cabin.

The sun was still there, and the sky was cloudless.

"Ding dong, ding dong." The fish jumping out of the water from time to time are playing, and the person standing blankly on the shore!It's like losing your way home.

"You still remember this place, but you miss me?" Leng Chenfeng turned around lightly, and raised his head lightly. What was reflected in his eyes was so unsatisfactory. A woman of color.

The woman was dressed in white, her hair fluttered in the breeze, her hands were crossed in front of her chest, and her small mouth was pouting.He stared at Leng Chenfeng with wide eyes, as curious as discovering a new continent.

"When did I ever forget you..." Leng Chenfeng looked at Wan Linglong with exquisite clarity.The more beautiful she is, the more his heart hurts, and the heartache is like a twist, and the time is still passing.

"Brother Feng, are you playing peek-a-boo with me?" Wan Linglong's face was full of doubts, as if she couldn't understand why Brother Feng wanted to play hide-and-seek with her at such a grown-up man. A game of cats and cats?
"Playing a game of peek-a-boo, but I lost you...I hid so well that you couldn't find me, and when I came out, I couldn't find you either. Wan Linglong, where did you go?" !"

"Linglong is in the cabin. She has always been in the cabin. The cabin is so small that Brother Feng can't find it. It's obvious that Brother Feng is careless! Brother Feng is stupid and doesn't want to look for Linglong anymore." She finished speaking , actually squatted down, holding his head with his hands, his voice already sobbing.

Leng Chenfeng's heart ached again, as if being sucked dry by something, he didn't care about the flowers under his feet blooming brightly, he stepped over, stepped on the turtle and the flowers bloomed into Linglong.

"Brother Feng has always been there. Brother Feng knows that Linglong is hiding in the cabin, but Brother Feng doesn't want to find Linglong so easily, because he is afraid that Linglong will think that he is not hiding well. Brother Feng left, thinking about finding some flowers to come back. That way, when Brother Feng finds Linglong, he can hold Linglong's hand, open the door of the cabin, and see the flowers surrounding the cabin, slowly the whole world of flowers!"

"But brother Feng is not willing to hurt those flowers at all, you have always been reluctant. So you went for so long and didn't find a single flower, and you didn't even come back." Her sobbing became louder and louder, obviously Sad to the extreme.

"It's not that Brother Feng is reluctant to pick flowers, and it's not that Brother Feng is hesitant to delay the time and not come back, but—" Leng Chenfeng was heartbroken when he said this, and he couldn't speak anymore and hugged her head in his arms .

"Linglong knew that Brother Feng was looking for flowers, and Linglong also knew that Brother Feng was reluctant to pick flowers in the end, so Linglong put the dying sapling as a flower in a flower pot. Linglong thought, if Brother Feng really wanted to give Linglong flower, then the sapling Linglong planted will be a flower, and Linglong is a flower. But brother Feng got lost in the flowers and left Linglong alone in the cabin..."

She was sobbing, and she said a lot, about flowers, about saplings, and stories about peek-a-boo.In the end, perhaps she was tired and fell asleep in his arms.

Leng Chenfeng reported her body, just like in memory, thinking that she was tired, so let her have a rest, and let her sleep on the bed in the cabin for a while.

However, when he hugged her, her petite body curled up in her arms, and the originally warm temperature gradually became transparent as he approached the cabin step by step.

He began to be afraid, and she became more transparent when he took a step forward, but there seemed to be a rope pulling his body in the dark, forcing him to keep approaching the cabin.

One step, two steps, each step was so difficult, he seemed to be resisting something, but in the end it was just a slow speed.

Her body became more and more transparent, like an angel hanging in the sun, so pure and flawless, he was a little dazed looking at it, and actually ignored the final transparent result.

When his feet landed on the first step of the log cabin, her body suddenly disappeared, and her transparent and flawless hands became her empty hands.

Where did she go?Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Where did she go?A sob escaped his throat.

Where did she go?His body has no temperature.

The cabin is covered with spider webs, and the spider swims around on the web, constantly repairing the marks that were blown apart by the strong wind last night.

The door of the cabin slammed shut, reminding that after the strong wind last night, it seemed to have entered a precarious age.

Leng Chenfeng sat on the first step of the cabin, where she disappeared.The blood-colored sunset in the sky replaced the flawless Hongguang.He began to curl up, just like her back then, with a shivering body there.

If we hadn't met each other, would there be flowers blooming in each other's world; if we hadn't met each other, would each other's lives remain as pure as ever?If we met, but never separated again, is it called happiness?

If time could go back, I would not look for those illusory flowers, just because you are the most beautiful scenery in the world.If time goes back to the beginning, I just need to guard you, and go through the ups and downs, lightning and thunder with you, guarding you, and waiting for it to melt away.

The world was originally very calm, there was no violent storm, only because I lost you, I lost the color of the world, and there were those thunderbolts that struck my body.

(End of this chapter)