Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

It's another hasty farewell. It seems that you can leave with a greeting forever. In fact, you can't wait for Wu Qingluo's response. Although Wu Qingluo will not stop her, he always hopes Lin Minjia can stay. Every time he leaves, looking at his back, Wu Qingluo is always afraid that he will never come back. Maybe losing is the extension of leaving, leaving, There is no way back, and then it is lost.

That kind of figure always makes Wu Qing feel uncertain. Maybe it just reminds me of song Zhiran and Lin Minjia. Why do they face this reality and expose this lie, she will lose her love and friendship? Why does God tolerate her so much? Why do they do nothing wrong? Why do they punish themselves like this, Wu Qingluo's heart suddenly has the illusion that he is not willing to. Is it that they are sorry for all this? Are they so tolerant? Does Wu Qingluo have to be at the mercy of others?

However, Wu Qingluo is always a weak person and is always unwilling to embarrass others. Therefore, it must be her own harm, but there is always a limit. When it comes to the critical point, Wu Qingluo no longer wants to be silent. He thought that he only needs to keep Lin Minjia by his side. No matter what other people do, he only needs to turn a blind eye, As long as Lin Minjia's heart is still in her own body, this day can still pass, but now it seems that she can't. Lin Minjia's heart is no longer nervous about herself.

Wu Qingluo began to doubt that it was a dream when he went back. When he met LAN youyou and Lu Zhijing, they were just a dream of Nanke. It seemed that the rhythm of the past was not real at all. A dream was something that could deceive people. Such reality was just because of a long period of coma. Everything was his own imagination, I just made a long dream, imagined the meeting ten years ago, maybe I just thought too much.

A lot of things didn't happen at all. My past and Lin Minjia's past are just endless separation. Only in the University, there was such an intersection, so they came together.

Wu Qingluo is firm in her mind, but she still wants to find evidence to prove all this. Lu Zhijing must not exist. There is no trace of Lu Zhijing in Wu Qingluo's life. What about blue? Last time, I was a coward. I went back to my home on the way. Now I think what a wrong way to do it. If I had verified it at the beginning, maybe there would be no such thing today. Some cruelty must be proved by my own hands. A knife is just a bloody one, Even I can't bear it, but I have to experience some pain. As everyone has said, long pain is better than short pain. When the patient is terminally ill, he can only announce his death, and there is no way to return to heaven. No matter how skillful he is, he will be reincarnated and helpless.

After picking up things, it seems that even the garbage in her heart has been cleaned up. Wu Qingluo thinks that she will not think about anything for a while. She just wants to know whether LAN you once existed, or a dream of her own, or a character compiled in her dream. She has never been with Lin Minjia at all, It's just an imaginary enemy. Perhaps only by making clear these, can Wu Qingluo have the strength to do other things, to make himself think clearly, what is the next step, how to go in the future, love, friendship, or career, which are unknown.

"Auntie, help me get something to eat. Anything is OK."

Wu Qingluo is not picky about food. As long as he can fill his stomach, he seems to be able to eat. That's the difference between Wu Qingluo and song Zhiran. Song Zhiran is a rich lady who has been spoiled since childhood. But it seems that song Zhiran has never talked about his family's affairs with Wu Qingluo, and very few of them know that song Zhiran's mother has passed away, And the relationship between his father and song Zhiran is not very good. Song Zhiran's father has his new girlfriend. He went to London and lived there for a long time. He seldom returned home. Song Zhiran lived alone. As for what else happened, Wu Qingluo had no idea. Wu Qingluo is seldom curious. She usually doesn't care about things that people don't talk about. But for Lin Minjia, it's different. It seems that there is always a feeling that she wants to pry. Maybe it's the performance of a lover. When people love someone, there is always an inexplicable emotional change.

"Well, Miss Wu, is wonton noodles OK?" Aunt for a while has been downstairs called, this speed, it is not the wrong person.

"All right. I'll be downstairs in a minute

Wu Qingluo put the last piece of clothes in the suitcase, then zipped up, turned around and went down the stairs. At this time, a bowl of steaming wonton noodles had been put on the table. It was just the time of afternoon and snack time. Everything was just right.

"I'll be busy first, Miss Wu. Take your time."

When Wu Qingluo saw her aunt's back, the old man seemed to be the same size as her mother. There were traces of years on her face, and her temples began to turn white. Thinking of her mother, Wu Qingluo felt that she was too unfilial. Suddenly, she seemed to be going home, and wanted to go back to her parents, so that they could get down on their knees, At least have a taste of the feeling of happy gathering. Over the years, because of love, because of their own career, they seem to ignore their families.

"Auntie, come and sit down."

Wu Qingluo suddenly wants to have a chat with her aunt, who is waiting in the villa all day long. For this job, she doesn't seem to go home. She gives up her family's happiness and accompanies her. This is a very cruel thing.

"What can I do for you, Miss Wu?"

Aunt did not know what Wu Qingluo wanted to do. She wiped her hand on her bib, then stroked her pants and sat down on Wu Qingluo's table.

"Auntie, how many years have you been at Lin Minjia's?" Wu Qingluo doesn't seem to remember it either. It's just a long time. Lin Minjia's daily life seems to be taken care of by her aunt. Lin Minjia's parents are abroad all the year round, and they don't come back very much. Lin Minjia's relatives in China are very good, and they seldom communicate with each other. It seems that there are only aunts and Wu Qingluo's relatives here.

"At least two or three years."

In fact, my aunt did not remember, as if she had already regarded Lin Minjia as her son.

"Auntie, your child is about our age."

Wu Qingluo scooped up a spoonful of wonton and put it on his mouth. Then he looked at his aunt and asked.

"Yes, I'm really as old as you, and it's been several years since I graduated. So, I can work at ease in your family. The boy in our family has a good job, and I don't have to worry about him. After struggling for a few years, I can get a daughter-in-law."

Speaking of her son, my aunt seemed very proud and relieved.

"Well, auntie, you've been working here for so many years. I'll give you a week off tomorrow. You can go home and have a look. You haven't seen your family for so many years? The salary is still the same. Anyway, I have to move here. What I eat can be ordered for takeout, and you don't have to worry about it. "

Wu Qingluo suddenly felt that the relationship between the family was the most important thing. It must be cherishing the people in front of her. Everyone can leave himself, but in the end, the one who can't leave is his family. Whether it's love or friendship, it's not as thick as the relatives. After all, blood is thicker than water. After some experience, he finally understood all this, But Wu Qingluo thinks that it's not too late, because his parents are not old, and he can do his part in time.

"Well, not so good."

Aunt seems to feel a bit embarrassed, this is a job after all, can't pay for nothing!

"Auntie, this is annual leave. You see, my parents are about the same age. When I see you, I think of my own parents. After so many years, I have little time to go back to see them. Suddenly, I understand the importance of relatives. No, you have to get together with your children and lovers. It's annual leave, you see, You've been here so long. "

Wu Qingluo said with a smile that it seemed that she was flattered. Maybe she didn't have the concept of annual leave. She always felt embarrassed. She thought that if she did work every day, she would get money every day. How could she get money without work.

"How can that be good?" My aunt still felt sorry.

"Auntie, I'm sorry that we've been troubling you for so many years, but we haven't let you reunite with your family. Just have a good rest. Minjia and I will take care of ourselves. Don't worry, auntie. In fact, over the years, you've taken care of us like a mother. For Minjia and me, you've given up your own business, Always put me and Minjia in the first place, really, really thank you. "

Wu Qingluo's feelings are so sincere, because it is a feeling, not a hypocrisy.

"Good, good, good. Thank you and Minjia

Maybe the aunt really miss her son. Although she is very proud of her son, she really thinks that she should get along with her family. All year round, she can only go home during the Spring Festival. If she meets the Spring Festival, it's still so crowded. This time, she can finally go home with her heart.

"Auntie, then you should clean up."

Wu Qingluo quickly reminded her aunt that after all, it was a long holiday, so she had to bring some things.

"You see, there are Nanze specialties in this cabinet? Take it back to your lover. There are so many people who give gifts to Minjia. We often don't eat at home. It's also a waste to put it. It's better for you to take it back. "

Thinking of all kinds of supplements and gifts in the cupboard, Wu Qingluo felt a headache. There was no one to eat these things. Instead, they occupied a lot of space. This time I moved, I really didn't want to take them with me. The house over there was too small to hold so many things. No matter how exquisite the apartment was, it was still not as elegant as this single family villa. This huge space can put a lot of things, even if there are too many unimportant things, Wu Qingluo can put them up. After all, the empty room can be turned into a storage room except one or two guest rooms. In this way, the space will be used, and aunt can do things easily.

But this time, when he moved to the apartment, the usable area was immediately reduced by half. A lot of things could not be taken, but could only be put here or thrown away. However, Wu Qingluo had already sorted out his things. All the things that must be taken away had been sealed box by box by Wu Qingluo, and all the clothes and accessories had been put into the trunk, Just drive it.

"Thank you, Miss Wu. Thank you, Miss Wu."

Aunt Wu Qingluo see so generous, very grateful.

"Auntie, just call me Luoluo. You are the former and the latter of Miss Wu. You have more points."

Wu Qingluo felt that she and her aunt were very kind, perhaps because she missed her mother. She seemed to feel that her aunt of the same age had the shadow of her mother.

"OK, thank you."

My aunt is very polite again.

"Needless to say, go and clean it up."

Wu Qingluo said, also turned upstairs, there are still some small things to clean up.

In the lobby of the company, vice president Zhang is still dealing with song Zhiran. In fact, vice president Zhang also understands that song Zhiran is a difficult person. This woman is too troublesome. She has a high temper and always feels superior. Maybe it's true that song Zhiran has money, but there are some facts that need not be mentioned. People with a clear eye can see at a glance, Some high-profile, will only be disgusted.

"I'm not here for you. What are you doing? Go, go, go, stay where you are cool."

Song Zhiran looks impatient, as if he doesn't have a good temper with anyone. After all, he received a bad call this morning, and Lin Minjia couldn't get through. He really doesn't know what happened. He feels that everything is so bad. Even when he comes out to find Lin Minjia, he is blocked by an ignorant receptionist, What kind of rhythm is it? It's just that song Zhiran's face is black. He feels like a god of black face. It's just the rhythm of going out to meet the unlucky guy.