Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

Back home, song Zhiran left the door of her room, as if no one cared. Her face was very ugly. This is her own home. There is no one else, except a new aunt who cleans and cooks the room.

This empty high-rise apartment, when bought, is the hardcover start, the value is not poor, the location is also a super luxury, sitting on such a luxury unit, what's the use? Song Zhiran is the loneliest individual. He doesn't have any relatives around him. His father and his so-called true love went abroad together, and they basically won't go back to China all the year round. No matter how big the matter is, it's just a video phone call, which can't replace any family affection at all. There's no help from this huge distance, I can only be here in China. At the beginning, I insisted on not going. Maybe it was for Lin Minjia's sake.

Song Zhiran runs a company by himself. He's really a big head. He's a weak woman. At this age, it's time to get married and have children. However, his wandering heart has never been determined. Or in fact, song Zhiran's heart has always been fixed. He just put it on Lin Minjia. Lin Minjia is involved in investment, and he also has high investment, Lin Minjia once worked in the stock market, but she also did a stroke of her pen. Once Lin Minjia worked in real estate for a while, and song Zhiran entered the real estate that she didn't understand at all. All this was just to get closer to Lin Minjia. She didn't know her original intention, maybe just because she liked it.

Love doesn't make sense. If it makes sense, it doesn't look like love. Love needs a good medicine to heal. Maybe Lin Minjia is the good medicine for song Zhiran's heartbreak. It's just that this kind of medicine has been in Wu Qingluo's hands all the time. Song Zhiran can only look at it eagerly, but can't do anything, I wanted to get familiar with Lin Minjia before I made friends with Wu Qingluo. But it turns out that Wu Qingluo is really a good friend. Gradually, friendship has grown up, which has become a difficult feeling to give up. Song Zhiran is always guilty when he does those things, but love is always beyond heaven.

Song Zhiran has understood Lin Minjia's feelings towards Wu Qingluo for many years.

Song Zhiran made himself a cup of hot tea, holding it in his hand, as if he could have a lot of strength. In fact, song Zhiran's vulnerability is only known by himself, and he knows how tired he is to live. If she didn't have a little thought in her heart, she might have chosen this leap long ago. For her, time seems never to be her own, only this moment of silence, To make yourself feel alive.

Looking at the lights outside the window, the neon, but all the warmth in Song Zhiran's eyes can only set off his lonely heart, really nothing can be used to demand, this life in the world, as if it is only his own life.

Standing in front of the towering ground glass window, the light spot below seems to be like all living beings. Everything is so small. Some people, after climbing all their lives, have nothing to do. However, song Zhiran's package can cost them several months' salary, which is so unfair. However, song Zhiran is not happy, rich, not necessarily happy, but without money, It must be unhappy. This is what poor people long for. Indeed, rich people don't cherish it. People are always so greedy.

Sometimes, unhappy, because want too much, because can't get, so pain, perhaps and Wu Qingluo, live simple, this is the happiest, think too much, maybe not so happy.

It's just that after ten years, Wu Qingluo seems to have a lot of worries. Whether his friends and his circles will appear in this era, Wu Qingluo suddenly has such doubts.

Looking at Lin Minjia's sleeping cheek, Wu Qingluo really has so many questions, but he doesn't have the courage to ask.

Wu Qingluo knows that Lin Minjia's work is very busy. In the past, it hardly bothers him. Basically, the wedding is all done by herself. She should prepare for it. But this time, her car accident and coma have obviously disrupted the planned wedding. She is really embarrassed. She doesn't know how to deal with it, Wu Qingluo thinks that when Lin Minjia wakes up, he must go and ask about this matter. How can we say that it can't be because of this, and the wedding doesn't end. Isn't it necessary to go step by step? But looking at Lin Minjia so tired, Wu Qingluo doesn't want to wake Lin Minjia up because of this. It's a completely senseless rhythm. So Wu Qingluo turned and went downstairs.

"Auntie, auntie."

Wu Qingluo felt a little hungry, so he had better eat something.

"Miss Wu, what's the matter?" Aunt is very respectful, as if she is used to being a servant.

"Help me get some snacks. I'm a little hungry."

Wu Qingluo orders, and then sits down on the sofa. This is a newspaper at hand. When you take a look at it, you can see his own accident news. It seems to be a big event. It says that song Zhiran's injury is still good, and he is the most seriously injured. It shows that song Zhiran has been well for a long time, but he is just in a coma. During this coma period, he is in a coma, It's time to travel through time. The light and shadow ten years ago is like a stolen time. Let's meet Lin Minjia in the past, ourselves in the past, and our life in the past. However, time is always short. It starts with a car accident and ends with a car accident. This imitation Buddha is a thing that has already been predestined. It has its own arrangement. God, Wu Qingluo didn't know and didn't want to know. After all, it was a matter of God. After all, she couldn't control it.

"Miss Wu, it's ready. You can eat."

While talking, my aunt has put several dishes on the table. There are fruit salad, toast and mashed potatoes. Anyway, they are all Western-style meals. Maybe Lin Minjia likes it. My aunt has been serving Lin Minjia like this all the time.

Wu Qingluo moved from the sofa to the dining table. She ate these things in silence, and her aunt had already retired. This feeling made Wu Qingluo feel a lonely atmosphere. Ten years ago, she had been accompanied by Lu Zhijing when she was eating and shopping. At this moment, Wu Qingluo missed Lu Zhijing, a silly girl, But it is because of such momentum, in order to make life so beautiful, everything is like this.

"What's the matter?" A man's voice came from behind. Naturally, there was no need to turn around. Wu Qingluo knew that it was Lin Minjia who was talking. Could there be a second man in this room?

"It's OK. I'm hungry. Let my aunt help me find something to fill my stomach first."

Wu Qingluo looked back and saw Lin Minjia coming towards him. His face was still tired of waking up.

"That's good. I thought you were unhappy."

Lin Minjia is worried that the previous dispute will affect their feelings. Everything seems to have begun to deteriorate. Wu Qingluo's sensitive heart has the appearance of those bad omens hovering in her mind.

"Why? I'm not that mean. "

Wu Qingluo excuse angry, as if from a small mouth, "why don't you sleep for a while."

Originally, Wu Qingluo wanted to take this opportunity to have a good talk with Lin Minjia, but Lin Minjia's words made Wu Qingluo only put away all his expectations and swallow what he wanted to say back to his stomach. He could only silently lower his head and eat what he had on his plate, and then he would not speak any more. It was just the feeling of eating with his head down.

This kind of Wu Qingluo just makes Lin Minjia feel that she is really hungry, and is not generally hungry. In fact, Wu Qingluo doesn't want to speak.

"The company has called. I have something else to do. I want to go to the company. Go to bed early tonight. Don't wait for me."

With that, Lin Minjia took a look at Wu Qingluo, then turned and went upstairs to change her clothes.

When Lin Minjia left, the huge villa was just an empty city for Wu Qingluo. No matter how luxurious and bright it was, no matter how bright the lights were, it seemed so dim. Everything was so cold, as if it had an indescribable meaning of coldness.

Wu Qingluo knows that Lin Minjia is the only one he can rely on. Although he has his own career, Wu Qingluo's helpless heart has long been given to Lin Minjia.

Think of blue again, Wu Qingluo is a burst of pain, this in the end there is not a girl, called blue again, maybe that is just a fake? All this is too bizarre to explain. This blue is obviously a knot in Wu Qingluo's heart. If we don't find out clearly, all these things will always grow in Wu Qingluo's heart, like a sharp thorn that can't be pulled out. If we put it in our heart like this, it's really not very good. So Wu Qingluo made up her mind that she had to find out about it. About LAN Youyou, she had to face it for her own sake. No matter what the facts were, she had to face it. Now that she had made doubts, she had to prove it by herself, All this is just my own fantasy, better than such a person's suspicion.

That night, Lin Minjia was so busy that she didn't come back, and Wu Qingluo's mind is not on Lin Minjia at all. What she is looking for is Lan youyou. It seems that Lan youyou is Wu Qingluo's life event.

Ten years, it seems that it's not very far away, and the house won't be demolished immediately. Wu Qingluo knows that he knows LAN youyou's residence, so everything will be very smooth, at least not out of his hands.

Anyway, Lin Minjia won't come back. Wu Qingluo takes care of everything and goes out. He takes a taxi and reports the name of the community directly. It's really a place. Anyway, it's all in Nanze city. Wu Qingluo naturally thinks it's very convenient to find it. Along the way, Wu Qingluo sits in the back seat of the taxi, and the sunshine is very good. Through the window glass, When the light came in directly, there was a warm feeling, which made Wu Qingluo feel drowsy. It seemed that his thoughts had gone back to the past, which he could never go back to now. Time is the old time, everything is just like that.

Along the way, Wu Qingluo opened the window, the wind blowing head-on, as if people feel so sober, is it really worth it? Wu Qingluo didn't know, but at this moment, she suddenly hesitated. Just now, she vowed to dig out the truth of this matter. At this moment, she just wanted to go back to her original place, as if she didn't know blue again, just like she never knew that there was a blue again in the world, and she didn't know it, What kind of person is LAN Minjia? What kind of person is he? What will he be? What will he be like in the end? Wu Qingluo seems to have no interest at this moment.