rose in his heart

Chapter 220 I am Mu Luan
After closing it, he leaned against the edge of the white wooden door and sat down on the concrete floor.

The ground was cold and wet, and the wound on his left abdomen was still painful.

The pain also reminded him of one thing all the time, it was stabbed by Xingzhu, she could stab him without hesitation, but she was willing to be kidnapped for another man, and she had no complaints against him.

Even if she regained her memory, she would only feel guilty towards him.

He knew from the first moment he saw her that she had recovered her memory. In fact, she didn't need to say it at all... because her eyes before the memory recovery were very different from now. The way she looked at him for the first time today was like It is like giving with mercy.

What's more, if she didn't recover her memory, it would be even more impossible for her to come to this place to meet him.

What a sarcasm.

Does he need her guilt and pity?Does it take her to feel guilty about him, resulting in a series of 'okays'?

He does not need it.

He knew that he came from a humble background, just the son of a driver.When she was a child, she was also well-educated and good-natured, willing to play with him and give him some things.He fell in love with her, he shouldn't, their status disparity is too great, he doesn't deserve it.

But because of this, he was even more unwilling to see her giving him alms, sympathizing with him and feeling guilty for him, he just wanted to have equal feelings with her.

So he worked hard to get a Ph. D., and his social status was finally higher, but he hasn't graduated yet... What's more, even if he graduated, what is standing next to her is a well-known young and successful dignitary in the country, what is he?
His feelings changed from envy to liking at the beginning, and then the inferiority complex that he couldn't ask for, and turned into twisted spying and possession. He himself watched his sober depravity, but there was nothing he could do.

In fact, he also knew that it was her father who punished Qin and killed his father in disguise. He should hate her, and shouldn't love her so humblely.

But he really can't help it, he seems to be born to be her slave and be controlled by her, as long as she looks at him, he can't even control himself, he wants to give her all of himself.

He found that Xing Zhu saw his despicable secret, and tried to come to the capital to follow her and tell her the truth. He wanted to save something, but he didn't expect to hear Chu Minglang's plan.The only thing he could use was his brain, and he tried to get into it, just to protect her—he admitted that he also had some bad ideas at the time, the hero saved the beauty, and wanted Xing Zhu to really fall in love with him.

Facts have proved that he is the humble dust.Xing Zhu would rather stab him with a knife than be touched by him, let alone fall in love with him, he is just daydreaming, a fool.

The funniest thing is that the knife didn't make him see the truth clearly.

Until he saw Chu Jin bringing people here, God knows how much he was at that time? He envied Chu Jin, to be able to appear in front of her like this, it was like a savior.

Savior!

He is a mouse in the gutter, how can he deserve to fight with Chu Jin?
He was so grateful to Chu that he finally realized the reality clearly.

He will never ask for things that he can't ask for anymore, because even if he has done all the good and bad things, she will not like him to fall in love with him.

He is not worthy at all, and he has no shining point worthy of her love.

She is a princess and he is a clown.

Fu Yan laughed silently, and the tears couldn't stop pouring hot from his eyes onto his palms.

Their Fu family must have owed the Xing family in their previous life.

Now that I have paid off in this life, I will never see you again in this life.

In the next life, in the next life, don't meet each other again.

Because he doesn't want to come to this world at all.

Fu Yan didn't know how long he had been sitting here alone, he just felt that the sky outside had completely darkened.

Holding his painful wound, he got up and looked out the window.

Fortunately, it was still daytime.

He looked back at the shabby ward, and withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

He walked out of the ward in silence, and met a nurse who didn't care much about his body, so she pulled him back and asked, "Who was that person who came to see you before? I think she has a lot of bags." Wan, where did she get so much money? She doesn't seem too old? Are you relatives?"

Hearing the secular temptation and bottomless speculation in her tone, Fu Yan's eyes fell on her face sullenly, and his self-restrained upbringing still couldn't make him say anything nasty to her.

The nurse was stared at by him and subconsciously let go of his clothes, and Fu Yan walked forward in an instant.

The nurse rolled her eyes angrily.A poor ghost, what is there to pretend.

Fu Yan's complexion became even darker after he left. At the corner, he met a person.

a woman.

A woman who gave him an instant sense of déjà vu: The punishment candle hasn't left yet.

His gaze paused for a while longer on her face, but he quickly retracted it.

When he missed her and went down, Fu Yan heard her ask in a low voice, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Fu Yan?"

Fu Yan looked at her with suspicion and alienation.

She smiled, but the smile was fleeting, and the expression on her face looked a little tired and weak.

"My name is Mu Luan. Do you remember the man with the birthmark that was with you? He's dead, and I'm her sister."

Turning back in memory, Fu Yan remembered that man, they all called him Heizi.

Not at the end, even he didn't know that Heizi...was Chu Jin's person.

His gaze paused for a moment on Mu Luan's face.

Mu Luan saw his disbelief and took out a bracelet.

"Isn't it against my brother to wear this on his wrist? I think so too, but this was made up by our common sister many years ago. She was killed by Chu Minglang, so the two of us seek revenge from Chu Minglang for her. "

Fu Yan whispered, "Chu Minglang is dead."

Mu Luan hummed, "But my brother and sister won't come back either."

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the dilapidated little long wooden chair downstairs.

"Can we talk over there? I still have something to ask you."

Fu Yan saw a very familiar look in her eyes.

The two went to the wooden chair together, Fu Yan was sitting far away from Mu Luan, and the two of them were at both ends of the wooden chair.

Mu Luan said, "You should be the one who talked to my brother the most at the end. Have you ever heard him mention me?"

"No."

"Then did you hear him talk about anything else? Like something special."

"No."

Mu Luan looked at him calmly.

"I came with Xing Zhu. I took a photo of her entering your ward and I want to send it to Chu Jin. I know you like Xing Zhu. If you cooperate with me, Chu Jin will definitely break up with her. How about when we are together with the people we like?"

(End of this chapter)