Love is Deep: Mr.Lu's New Lover

He meant well.

However, Jin Mohan couldn't listen. He just didn't want to separate and calm down. That's why it happened.

"Shut up!" Jin Mo Han whispered coldly and stared coldly at Lu Boyan.

Lu Boyan loosened his shoulders and said indifferently, "yes, it's not that I can't solve the problem anyway."

After pondering for a moment, he added thoughtfully, "however, I want to remind you that according to your current attitude, she may not pay attention to you."

"What do you know?!" Jin Mohan's voice was still cold, and his tone was still deeply negative.

Obviously, full of frustration.

Of course, this suffocation must have been suffered somewhere around.

Lu Boyan said he understood, but he didn't understand Jin Mohan's attitude at the moment.

Emotional entanglement falls on yourself. As a party, it must be hard to feel and a headache.

But when you fall on others, you feel a little funny as a bystander. It's really a bit of schadenfreude.

Seeing Jin Mohan, an old acquaintance, and this arrogant guy, Lu Boyan's heart

Oh, dark cool!

However, for the sake of having known each other for many years, Lu Boyan is still good at persuading each other.

"Instead of venting your anger on me, it's better to think about the reasons for the contradictions. Everything has its causes and consequences. It's okay to think about it and explain it clearly."

Hearing the speech, Jin Mohan suddenly sneered, "President Lailu has a lot of experience in this regard!"

There is a saying that it is easy to say some sharp words when you are in a bad mood.

This is really puzzling.

Lu Boyan deeply realized it at the moment.

Moreover, Jin Mohan was unhappy with him, so Lu Boyan endured the irony in Jin Mohan's words.

He smiled faintly and glanced at Jin Mohan. "Fortunately, I have experienced some, and now I can see the moon."

Jin Mo snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

Lu Boyan didn't say much anymore. He went to one side of the sofa and sat down. He caught a glimpse of a broken ceramic figurine on the tea table and frowned slightly.

A picture suddenly flashed in my mind. I couldn't help looking at Jin Mohan. Seeing him still standing at the door around, Leng Shen hesitated for a few seconds and said in a deep voice:

"Maybe someone put pressure on her."

Hearing the speech, Jin Mohan trembled slightly. Suddenly he looked at Lu Boyan and opened his mouth, but he didn't speak.

This reaction may really confirm his guess. Lu Boyan reluctantly smiled, "don't look at me like this,

I'm just guessing. It's a common means used by elders. You should know that the same thing happened before. Unfortunately, you don't believe it. "

With that, Lu Boyan took back his eyes, looked at the damaged ceramics in front of him, and didn't speak again.

Jin Mohan did not say a word and stared at his blog with deep eyes, as if to stare a hole in his brain.

Lu Boyan turned a deaf ear. He had been in charge of his business. He had already said what he should say and had nothing to say.

In the living room, they were so silent.

??????

In the room, Lan Qing and Fang Yuan were also silent.

It's almost ten minutes since I entered the room. Fang Yuan didn't say a word. How did Lan Qing ask? Fang Yuan didn't speak.

Lan Qing has a big head. But he can only let Fang Yuan eat first.

"Jin Mohan said you haven't eaten for two days. Eat first. Don't eat if you don't want to eat. I won't force you."

Then he got up slowly and said, "look, you haven't changed your clothes for two days. I'll get a clean one and put it on."

Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to hold her, "don't go, stay with me."

Lan Qing was stunned and looked down at her. She was distressed to see Fang Yuan's poor appearance. She sat on Fang Yuan's side and asked faintly:

"What's the matter?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and didn't speak, but tears burst into his eyes and fell quickly.

Without waiting for Lan Qing's reaction, Fang Yuan suddenly grabbed Lan Qing's shoulder and back, hugged her and cried silently.

Lan Qing was stunned for two seconds because of Fang Yuan's move. Then he hugged Fang Yuan, patted her on the back and comforted her:

"Have you been wronged? Why don't you call me when you encounter something? Not next time. "

Fang Yuan didn't answer, just holding Lan Qing and sobbing.

When Lan Qing said this, she actually felt more wronged and uncomfortable, so she had to vent with tears.

Lan Qing said no more, because she knew Fang Yuan was not a crying person, but she must have been wronged because she was crying so sad at the moment.

I don't know what it is.

But at the moment, Lan Qing didn't dare to ask more, so he had to worry.

After a while, Fang Yuan seemed to have cried enough and tired. He slowly loosened Lan Qing. His eyes were red and swollen, and his nose was red.

His voice was full of nasal sounds.

"I'm sorry to stain your clothes."

Lan Qing smiled helplessly, "are you still worried about this at this time? Do you feel better after crying? Have something to eat first. "

Fang Yuan gave a stuffy hum and turned to open the lunch box.

It's an insulated lunch box with millet porridge and small steamed buns. It smells delicious.

Fang Yuan drank a few mouthfuls of millet porridge, then took a small cage bag and chewed it.

Lan Qing looked at it and felt inexplicably distressed.

In her eyes, Fang Yuan has always been careless, and eating is informal. There is no one like this.

I don't know whether she has no appetite or what. I couldn't help asking.

"Not to your taste?"

"I can't eat much." Fang Yuan replied bitterly.

Lan Qing was stunned. "You haven't eaten for two days. You may be a little uncomfortable. It's better to eat slowly." After a pause of two seconds, he asked:

"What happened to the wound on your neck?"

Fang Yuan blinked, looking at Lan Qing with complex eyes, "suicide, do you believe it?"

"..." hearing the speech, Lan Qing was stunned, frowned and said solemnly, "you, don't joke."

Fang Yuan sneered, "I know you didn't believe it and cut it accidentally."

Seeing her indifferent appearance, Lan Qing was a little uncertain.

"You don't really want to commit suicide, do you?"

Fang Yuan subconsciously shook his head, "don't ask this, it's just a wound. What's there to study deeply."

"Then you have to tell me what happened. Why do you have such a big conflict with Jin Mohan? Did he stay outside for two days? "

"I don't know."

Looking at Fang Yuan's expression of refusing to tell the truth, LAN cleared up helplessness, or helplessness.

"You really don't cooperate!" After I make complaints about it, Lan Qing stood up and said, "I'll get you some hot water to wash your face."

Fang Yuan didn't stop. She watched Lan Qing go out of the room and looked outside while she opened the door.

Probably see that the living room has been cleaned up.

She looked back, took a small mirror on the counter, caught a glimpse of the eye-catching wound on her neck and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

My hand still hurts after touching it.

Such a long cut is not deep, but it's scary at the neck.

Just told Lan Qing that he committed suicide. In fact, Fang Yuan didn't lie. He did it when he really committed suicide.

She tried to kill herself, but she didn't succeed.