Love is like melting

Chapter 107 Who is more pathetic
Ji Yerong looked at Liu Ruolan's uncontrollable screams, his face full of disbelief, without any emotional fluctuations, and his voice was cold: "Otherwise, do you think...why did Yun Yingluo help me?"

"No! You're the one who lied to me, Ji Yerong, you vicious woman, you lied to me..." Liu Ruolan lost control of her emotions and threw herself at Ji Yerong, wanting to die with her.

It's just that before her hand touched Ji Yerong's neck, Ji Yerong had already easily restrained her hand and swung it vigorously...

Liu Ruolan uncontrollably bumped into the flower stand next to her.

Crashing, continuous broken sounds echoed in her ears, Liu Ruolan fell to the ground, the soil from the overturned flowerpot spilled all over her plain skirt and delicate face.

The cold eyes were filled with water mist, which surged out silently.

Ji Yerong looked down at her condescendingly, with sympathy flashing in his eyes, "Liu Ruolan, you've been nothing but a vessel for me and Liancheng's children all these years!"

You hate me to the bone, but you love my child so much, who is more pathetic between us?
"Shut up!" Liu Ruolan's voice sounded sharply, with tears streaming down her cheeks, and she cried out in pain, "Zhan'er is my child, it belongs to Liancheng and me, and has nothing to do with you! body!"

She couldn't accept that Lian Zhan was the child of Ji Yerong and Liancheng, let alone that Ji Yerong's egg had been put into her womb!

She worked so hard to conceive October's child, risking her life to give birth, and the child she loved for several years turned out not to be her own, but Ji Yerong, whom she hated to the bone!
She doesn't accept it!

"Liu Ruolan, you are so pathetic." Ji Yerong looked indifferently at the former noble, elegant and beautiful woman in front of him, and asked softly, "In this life, have you ever lived for yourself?"

At first she liked Lianmo, but because the crown prince was Liancheng, she wanted to obey her parents' advice and marry Liancheng; after Liancheng died, she married Lianmo again, with Liancheng's child.

Is she living for herself, or just for the Liu family, for the combination of interests?

It is impossible for Liu Ruolan to use public opinion to crush her, to torture her like before.

Although taking revenge on Liu Ruolan would not bring her any pleasure, she would not forgive what Liu Ruolan had done to her!
A few pieces of paper and a few words are enough to completely destroy all of Liu Ruolan's nobility and elegance, all her rationality and calmness. She has already forgotten her own identity and elegance, leaving only weeping and hysteria.

"Ah!" She waved her hand and pushed the flower stand to the side. Along with the shattering in the depths of her soul, there was a sound of disintegration.

The tears of collapse blurred her eye makeup, and it was dark and in a mess. She didn't know whether it was she who knocked over the dust, or the dust was noisy.

Ji Yerong looked at Liu Ruolan's nobility and elegance indifferently, his self-esteem was like the dust all over the ground, and he couldn't catch it anymore.

Her purpose of coming today has also been achieved.

Tolerance, or cruelty, or cruel tolerance, this was in the past, but now, she should be ruthless, and should be fucked, no one can do anything recklessly to give her irresistible pain and endless torture.

Turning around to leave, Liu Ruolan's sneering sound came from behind her, turning sadly for a long time, "Hehe...hehehe...haha, hahahahaha..."

Ji Yerong looked back, Liu Ruolan seemed to have lost her mind, crying and laughing, her crystal nails were broken, her palms were slapped on the ground, covered with dust, and her laughter was eerie.

"Ji Yerong, do you think I'm pitiful?" Liu Ruolan looked up at her, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and the tears in her eyes flowed silently, "But why do I think you are more pitiful than me?"

Ji Yerong closed her eyes, her thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight arc, her expression was serious, and she didn't understand what she meant.

"I have never lived for myself. I was born into the Liu family. No matter who I like, my husband is destined to be the president. No one can change this." There were tears on her face, but she didn't know that this would make her look even more embarrassed. She staggered and stood up, looked at Ji Yerong with misty eyes, and sneered: "I have ended up in such a state today, I am so embarrassed." I would like to admit defeat, because Lian Mo has never really liked me, but you are different! You have been living for Lian Mo for so many years, but what have you gained?!"

"What do you mean?" Ji Yerong's eyebrows slowly tightened, feeling a chill.

"Ji Yerong, how stupid are you to not feel that Lian Mo loves you, he's just forcing himself not to love you!"

Ji Yerong's body trembled suddenly, his calm eyes flashed across the terrifying waves, he stood there without moving or speaking, looking at Liu Ruolan as if he were looking at a lunatic.

"Ji Yerong, you are really strong, but what's the use? You are so strong that the man you love deeply loves you, but you force yourself not to love you, force yourself to be cruel to you, who are you talking about?" More pathetic?"

Liu Ruolan's stern laughter was insane, like a madman.

Now that things were going on, she wasn't afraid that Ji Yerong would know who Lian Mo really loved.Because Lian Mo was cruel to him, it was only because he didn't love him, but Ji Yerong was different.

Lian Mo was so cruel to Ji Yerong, not because he didn't love Ji Yerong, but because he was forcing himself not to love Ji Yerong.

Lian Mo's love for Ji Yerong is more cruel than not loving him at all!
The waves in Ji Yerong's eyes quickly returned to calm, but there was a suffocation in her chest, which made her breathing difficult and her heart felt uncomfortable.

She didn't believe that Lian Mo loved her.

But Lian Jing said that Lian Mo loved her, and now Liu Ruolan said the same.

Lianmo asked herself over and over again, do you love him?
So--

Lian Mo, do you love me?
Ji Yerong turned his head sideways, and through the glass of the greenhouse, he saw the tall figure standing by the French window.

A distance away, two layers of thick glass, because of the reflection of the sun, she couldn't see clearly what kind of emotion was on his handsome face at the moment.

The old, yellowed memories followed, from meeting him back to the presidential palace, to being sent to the base, and then back, so many things happened between them.

His smile, his anger, his hesitancy to speak, his suppressed and obscure eyes, every bit has already been engraved in her bones, even if it is reduced to ashes, she will never forget it.

Now, four years later, his sudden gentleness, his longing eyes, and every affectionate kiss from him seemed to lead her out of the foggy forest that she couldn't get out of for so many years.

Liu Ruolan's desolate mocking voice echoed vaguely in her ears, "Ji Yerong, so what if I'm gone? At least I still occupy the position of the president's wife. I just lost to him and he doesn't love me; what about you? You lost to him to love you! Look at how ridiculous you are, you love him desperately, but he desperately forces himself not to love you! Hahahaha...you are so pitiful."

Ji Yerong looked indifferent, almost numb, turned around and walked out of the greenhouse step by step, the voice behind him getting farther and farther away.

The sun shining on her body was obviously very warm, but she felt a coldness rushing up from the deepest part of her heart, sweeping through her limbs.

There seems to be a hole in the heart, the cold wind howls and shuttles, leaving a lonely echo, which seems to be a mockery.

She stopped and looked up at the sun hanging high in the blue sky. The strong golden light made her unable to open her eyes, which was dry and painful.

why?
Why do you feel so sad all of a sudden?
Why do my eyes suddenly want to cry?
Facing the glare of the sun, Ji Yerong stubbornly did not close his eyes. Suddenly, a hand was stretched out in front of her, blocking the glare.

A petting voice sounded next to my ear, "Little idiot, if you look at it like this, you will become blind."

Hearing this, Ji Yerong turned his head to look at him, his eyes mechanically fixed on his handsome face one by one, his tender lips curled slightly, and his dark eyes were so deep that one couldn't help but want to sink into them .

Lian Mo put down his hand, held her hand, and frowned, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Now is the hottest time in Yancheng, standing outside for a moment can sweat profusely, how can her hands be so cold.

Ji Yerong wanted to say, "It's okay," but his throat seemed to be stuck in something, and he couldn't make a sound. He just felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Accompany me back to the office." He wanted to take her out of here, out of the space with Liu Ruolan.

Ji Yerong nodded without saying a word.

Sitting in the car, Lian Mo kept holding her cold hand tightly, and took the other one into his palm, as if he wanted to warm her with his own body temperature.

While holding her two little hands, he frowned and seemed to be muttering to himself: "What the hell is Ayu doing? On such a hot day, his hands can be so cold."

It was so cold that his heart ached.

"Four, brother..." She pulled the corners of her lips mechanically, and her voice sounded weak.

Lian Mo's palm holding her hand froze, and he raised his head to stare at the dizzy ripples in her long eyes. A Yu called him: Fourth Brother.

Although it wasn't the first time she called her, but I don't know why, every time I heard her call me fourth brother, I felt a surge of excitement in my heart, and I couldn't bear the joy.

Lian Mo waited for her for a while, seeing that she had been silent for a long time, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Ji Yerong looked at him, and the sentence "Do you love me?" reached the tip of his tongue for a long time, but finally failed to turn into a question, and spread between his lips and teeth.

She couldn't ask this sentence, so what if she asked.

His answer is nothing more than two: not love or love.

The former won't make her happy, and the latter won't make her happy either.

He won't fall in love with her suddenly, it just proves that what Liu Ruolan said is true.

This is not the result she wanted.

"I don't want to see her again." She pursed her lips, her voice was very soft.

Who this "she" is is obvious.

Lian Mo heard what she meant, and nodded without hesitation: "She will leave the presidential palace today."

Ji Yerong didn't speak, as if he was very tired, he leaned lightly on his shoulder, his thick eyelashes covering his eyes quietly.

Fourth brother, it is only now that I understand that what is more cruel than loving you is not that you don't love me, but that you don't want to love me.

(End of this chapter)