The Return of the Reborn King

Chapter 430 Miserable
Three months later
In the white and clean office, spotlessly clean, a friendly old man was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the newspaper in his hand.

"Dean, Zhan Wenlan is here." There was a polite knock on the door, and a teacher from the School of Foreign Languages ​​pushed open the office door.Seeing that Zhan Wenlan standing behind her didn't move at all, she sighed a long time and turned around to leave space for the two of them.

"Wen Lan, come in." The white-haired dean put down the newspaper in his hand with a smile on his face, stood up, and walked out the door.

Zhan Wenlan, who was standing at the door, looked at him with a slight twinkle in his eyes.

"clack" -

There was a soft locking sound, and finally only the two of them were left in the room.

After a long time, the smiling dean looked at him, shook his head slightly, turned and walked towards the cabinet to the side.

With a slight push, a row of red wine was neatly placed on the inner layer of the cabinet full of books.

"I saved this for myself to drink. Looking at you like this, today is a good deal for you." The old dean spoke with a bit of depression. Obviously, people who love wine are not the kind of people who use alcohol to relieve their worries. Not much favor.But right now, if he doesn't drink, this kid won't even say a word.

The wine bottle was placed on the table, and each of them had a glass.The old dean wiped the wine glass slowly, like treating a fragile baby.

"Bang" - with a bang, the corkscrew took out the cork of the red wine, he slowly filled the two glasses to half full, took out one and put it in front of Zhan Wenlan.

"You have something to say, hold it in your heart, no one knows what you are thinking." He half sighed, half looked at Zhan Wenlan with sunken eyes with pity, but no matter how deep the words were, he could no longer speak.

In just a few short months, this grassroots who made the whole school go crazy, is now so thin that there is no trace of expression on his face.

At the beginning, the dusty demeanor that could surprise people at a glance has now been replaced by a circle of lifelessness.His eyes seemed to be buried in an abyss, dark and desperate, without even the slightest struggle, just fell to the bottom of the valley like this, the original soft eyes were actually not even the slightest light, just looking at it, gasped Tone, just feel shocking.

Is this still the handsome young master Lan Zhi back then, or the black-bellied genius who easily played robbers to pieces at a young age?
"Since you agreed with your father's idea at the beginning, you should know that this will be the end result. Why bother?" The old dean took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose and wiped them slowly. Think carefully: "To be honest, when you insisted on letting Leng Yunxi go to Hong Kong with you as an exchange student, I didn't quite agree. I always feel that your eyes are different from before, and you are a little too involved in the drama." He recalled it, and it seemed that the memory of more than a year ago had been buried in the depths of his memory, and it was too difficult to find it: "She is too sensitive and too smart. Such a person , if you want to deceive her, you must first deceive yourself. Wen Lan, I watched you grow up, and over the years, I have never seen you look at someone like that." Very gentle, Very affectionate, can't help it, that's not an expression that can be pretended.

The person who had been silent for a while suddenly raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. His appearance was desolate and desolate, but his eyes did not show any waves, like a pool of stagnant water.He still didn't say a word, just kept silent, poured the wine, drank it, and repeated.

"Perhaps, I was wrong at the beginning." Looking at his mechanically sluggish appearance, the dean couldn't bear it.Turning his head, he quietly took out a photo from the drawer.

The moment he put the photo on the table, Zhan Wenlan trembled from head to toe as if someone had whipped him.

His palms were so wet that he could barely hold the wine glass. He tremblingly stretched out to the table, clutching the photo firmly, and clenched his palms tightly, as if he could hug that person back into his arms just by holding them tightly.

"When she participated in the simulated stock market competition, all the judges were amazed by her results. A freshman student who has not officially started professional courses won the special prize with a return on capital of 98. 59 The average rate of return on funds for the first trading day far outperformed the market. At that time, when I told you, I just wanted to help you find a few talents to help your business in the UK. Who knows..." Looking at the photo Seeing the figure of a woman with a calm face holding a certificate, the dean quietly closed his eyes.Perhaps, everything is fate.

Zhan Wenlan's gaze fell directly on the photo in his hand. The woman who he once let him kiss her intimately with her chin was gone...

His memory was pulled back to the time when he first met her.

In that luxurious KTV box, Qi Zhan's birthday was accompanied by countless young masters, surrounded, teased and booed.

She sat there all the time, like a cloud.

The thin lips, with two bright red pieces, are like winter plums, making people unable to move their eyes away.That pair of eyes seems to be able to see directly into the depths of people's hearts.He is almost unbelievably beautiful, sitting next to Qi Zhan, but there is no intimacy, on the contrary, it seems to be alienated.

"You are Leng Yunxi?" He remembered that this was the first sentence he said to her.

She only looked at him with those dark and deep eyes, then picked up the soft drink, held it up far away, took a sip, smiled slightly, and never spoke.

I've never seen anyone so arrogant.

arrogant?

No.

He smiled dejectedly.She was clearly innocent, lazy and boring.

Seeing him like this, the old dean couldn't bear it, but in the end he still wanted to be loyal to his entrustment: "When I was young, I offended the powerful and powerful, and was sent to the most remote place to teach. This religion lasts for 20 years. If it wasn't for you Father, I guess I'm still staying in the Northwest now, and I can't even go home." Thinking of the predicament at the time, the old man who had gone through countless winds and rains couldn't help but feel the frost on his face. Back then, his wife had just given birth to a son. He was just waiting to be fed, but he was sent to the bitterly cold place in the northwest. Even though he had accumulated scattered savings for many years, his family didn't have enough to subsidize him.Not to mention, the old man is sick and needs others to take care of him. Whenever he thinks of the difficulties at home, he can't wait to run back to BJ overnight.

"When you entered this university, although everyone disagreed with you leaving Nanjing, I knew your father was very happy. He often told me privately that his life would be enough to have a son like you." Seeing his outstanding talent, his parents would not yearn for it.Even after leaving Nanjing, he still developed his career in the UK beyond everyone's expectations.Not relying on Commander Zhan's relationship, but directly using his business talent, this is the most important and most proud thing.

"Before Leng Yunxi entered school, I heard that her grades were mediocre. Only when she won the special prize in the competition did she attract the attention of many people. Even a master like Mr. Zhang made an exception and accepted her as a closed-door student. But you got involved with her because of the Leng family from the very beginning, Wen Lan, it's natural to despair if you go against your heart, but you made up your mind at the very beginning, why are you still lying to yourself like this now?"

Deceiving yourself!

These four words were nailed into his brain like iron ingots, smashing him bloody all at once.

He stared blankly at the sunshine outside the window, as if all the brilliance was far away from him. Why couldn't he feel the slightest warmth under such warm sunlight?

Through the dean's relationship, he arranged for Leng Yunxi to go to Hong Kong with him as an exchange student, to take a ride with Zhang Bo to attend an international forum and go abroad with her, and even Wang Gang was ambushed by someone and he suddenly appeared, all of this , In fact, it has evolved thousands of times in his mind, obviously there will be no mistakes, but he can't help but be lost in thought when he sees her pair of ethereal eyes.

She once asked her with a smile: "Why, I think you and the old dean are very familiar?"

At that moment, his heart beat faster than he could imagine, subconsciously afraid that she would know the ugliness hidden under all "fate arrangements".

Perhaps, as early as he was unwilling to admit, everything had gone beyond the original track.

He lost control a long time ago, but he never found out.Until they went abroad for an exchange together and came back from Harvard, they foolishly thought that the time had finally come.

He closed his eyes, thinking of the soft starlight that night.

He was sitting in her bedroom, looking at her vaguely reflected figure through the bathroom door, almost wanting to rush in.

Those "evidences", he suddenly chuckled.

That night, the materials that he manipulated were neatly placed in the corner, no one noticed, and everyone was rejoiced that she finally agreed to his marriage proposal.

From the first meeting to that night, they had known each other for exactly two years.

He thought he would go crazy with joy, but it turned out that he was going crazy with emptiness.

On the day when Leng's house was seized, he almost doubted that Leng Yunxi would come to him for help immediately.

But he was wrong, from that moment, he lost completely.

That woman, that smart and ruthless woman, beat him to hell with just one word.

"How can there be love at first sight for no reason in the world? Zhan Wenlan, it turns out that you are the real cold-blooded by nature!"

Seeing his dazed expression, the old dean shook his head and slapped him heavily on the back.

"Your father has received a promotion order, and he will be in BJ next week. When the time comes, what should he do when he sees you like this?" Everything has gone smoothly as they originally planned. No longer possible.

But he looked at the old dean's face and smiled miserably. "I just want to know if she is alive or dead!"

Even if she hated him, God, please, at least let her live!

That night the river instantly submerged her, and also completely drowned his heart...

From that moment on, he was already a walking dead...

(End of this chapter)