unresponsive love

Chapter 150 I Almost Dislike You

Tagore has such a famous saying-God said to people, "I heal you, so I hurt you; I love you, so I punish you."

Xia Lin felt that this sentence might be a bit similar to what happened to her. She originally had nothing, and her life was dull and tasteless. However, since she met Lu Nansheng, she gradually gained a lot, including laughter, tears, love, and hatred.

And all these hard-won things were all far away from her. Except for the scars all over her body, she finally returned to the original point, and went to the very beginning, the starting point with nothing.

It was as if God healed her first, then hurt her, loved her, but punished her again. What she got by stepping on thorns, she lost in the end.

Those memories of the past are not forgotten, and those people who loved and hated did not disappear from her memory. Suddenly, she envied those who can lose their memories and forget them. If people lose their memories, they can forget everything. Time to try it too.

But she doesn't have the courage, no matter how the past is like a sharp thorn in her heart, she thinks she still doesn't want to forget, even if things are different, even if everyone leaves her, even if her heart is full of desolation It was desolate, and it was only at the end that she realized that she still didn't want to forget, and didn't want to forget everyone who appeared in her life.

This is probably growth...

Five years later, City C, the cemetery.

The woman was wearing a thin black long windbreaker, a hat with a brim on her head, her waist-length black hair was blown away by the bleak wind, and a pair of black leather boots on her feet.

She is all black from head to toe, with a sense of dignity and solemnity. A mature breath flows out of her body, elegant and noble, like a black swan. Compared with five years ago, she is more stable. And with a charming taste of a mature woman.

Clear and distinct black and white eyes quietly stared at the tombstone in front of him, on which were engraved two large words "Lu Nian".

Looking at these two words, she didn't know what emotion it was, her fair, elastic and smooth face showed no other excessive expressions.

Not far from the side, a woman also wearing a black dress slowly walked over. The woman had curly reddish long hair, which revealed a natural and beautiful arc. Xingchen has a different flavor, she came over and called, "Xia Lin."

Xia Lin looked away from the tombstone, turned her head sideways, and smiled at her with her white and increasingly beautiful face. Putting on her reddish sunglasses, she walked forward with a kind of carefree relief, "Let's go."

"Aren't you going to stay a little longer?"

"No need, I've been here for a long time. I just came back today. I'll go back to make up for the time difference. I should go to the company to report tomorrow." As he spoke, Xia Lin took her hand, smiling beautifully, and with every frown and every movement, all the time was gone. It's a charming demeanor, "Let's go."

Lan Xi glanced at the tombstone. After all, she didn't say anything more. She took her hand and walked away. She winked mischievously at her and sent an invitation, "I have arranged a program tonight, and I will sleep for a while later." How about going to have a drink if you feel like it?"

Xia Lin smiled, "It's a good suggestion. I haven't had a drink for a long time, so I won't go home if I don't get drunk tonight."

"Hey, it's best if you can't go to the company to report tomorrow." Lan Xi nodded triumphantly, "Well, in this case, you don't have to go to work to be with me, a jobless vagrant, every day."

Knowing that she was joking, Xia Lin glanced at her coquettishly, "It depends on who can drink better."

Lan Xi raised her eyebrows without humility, "I think I'm definitely better than you."

Xia Lin was excited by her, "We'll wait and see."

Two women in black clothes walked outside to the road. A red sports car was parked on the road. Xia Lin was about to open the door of the driver's seat, but Lan Xi pushed her to the side of the passenger seat, "Today I'll be the driver, you sit and go."

Xia Lin felt relieved, shrugged and opened the door of the passenger seat, stepped on her slender legs, got into the car, put on her seat belt, took off her hat and sunglasses and put them aside.

Lan Xi hurriedly walked around to the driver's seat, raised her eyebrows proudly at her, tossed her loose curly hair, put her hands on the steering wheel, curled up her red and beautiful lips, and smiled, "Sit still."

Before he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car rushed out.

Xia Lin didn't feel uncomfortable at all with her excitement-loving madness, and sat comfortably in the car, leisurely and self-possessed.

After the red sports car drove for a certain distance, a black Lamborghini came oncoming, and the Lamborghini exuded a noble and extraordinary aura.

Xia Lin didn't look at the license plate number, and turned her head out of the window naturally. It happened that the Lamborghini was passing by her side of the road. The moment she passed by, a black eye that seemed familiar came to her side.

The man's black eyes are still deep, even deeper than five years ago. It seems that too many years have been mixed in them, like a bottomless black hole, but they are a little sharp, a little sharp, and have a tinge. Calm air.

In an instant, the four eyes met, but they missed it in an instant.

Without even having time to capture the familiar feeling, the two cars running in opposite directions drove a considerable distance away from each other with their backs facing each other.

Sitting in the car, Xia Lin was taken aback by the instant familiarity.

Lan Xi, who was driving the car next to her, noticed her abnormality, stared at her sideways, and raised her eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

Xia Lin suddenly recovered, smiled indifferently, and shook his head, "It's nothing, I probably saw an acquaintance."

"Acquaintance?" Lan Xi steadily drove the steering wheel with both hands, her eyebrows raised higher, "What kind of acquaintance?"

"A former acquaintance." Xia Lin smiled with her lips hooked indifferently, shrugged and said, "Maybe I'm wrong and I don't know."

Lan Xi said meaningfully, "Oh?"

"Drive your car well." Without letting her continue exploring, Xia Lin straightened her head, "On the first day back, I don't want to have a car accident."

Lan Xi glanced at her indifferently, "Since you entrust your life to me, you have to trust my skills."

Xia Lin laughed, as if coaxing a child who was serious with her, "Okay, I believe you can do it?"

Lan Xi snorted, straightened her head and stared at the road ahead, "It's not too bad."

Xia Lin shook her head helplessly. She was indescribably grateful to Lan Xi. If Lan Xi hadn't taken her away five years ago, even she didn't know what she would be like now, but she thought, at least she must It won't be better than it is now.

In the past five years, if Lan Xi hadn't been by her side, if there hadn't been such a person with a completely opposite personality who would always try to make her happy, she really wouldn't have guessed what she was like now.

Thinking about it this way, how grateful should I be, that time Lan Xi took the initiative to be friends with her?If it wasn't for Lan Xi's initiative to get acquainted with Zi Lai, she might never be able to make such a hard-to-find friend.

Sometimes, fate is so wonderful.

At this time, what Lan Xi was thinking was that she felt sorry for Xia Lin. The reason why she became friends with Xia Lin at the beginning was because Xia Lin was pleasing to the eye. She has such a personality. Consider making friends or not.

The second is because of her status. Her status does not allow her to easily make friends with others. Fortunately, Xia Lin is not a very gossip person. She will never get to the bottom of things that she doesn't want to talk about.

Of course, at the beginning she wanted to make friends with Xia Lin purely because, seeing Lu Nansheng's stinky face suddenly became interested, she just wanted to see that man's displeased face, and the reason why she would take Xia Lin away later Lin, that's because she feels distressed.

She felt sorry for Xia Lin, so she couldn't help but want to take her away so impulsively, and bring her to protect her. This was the first time in her life that she would feel sorry for a woman.

Until now, she can't forget Xia Lin's embarrassed appearance when she left the ward, and Xia Lin's almost insane state because of the heavy blow, and she relied on sleeping pills to get through every night, and she had been to many places Seen a lot of psychiatrists... Thinking of those days, she couldn't help feeling very distressed.

At that time, she was the only one by her side, and only she could see Xia Lin's suffering.

But fortunately, Xia Lin has recovered, and it seems that she has finally let go of the past. After letting go of her knot, Xia Lin no longer suffers as much as the first two years, and no longer needs to rely on sleeping pills every night... …

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In the cemetery.

The red sports car left, and a black Lamborghini ushered in.

After the Lamborghini came to a complete stop, the door of the passenger seat was pushed open from the inside, and then a petite boy about four or five years old slid past it.

On a winter day, the little boy was wearing a gray and black three-piece sweater, with a white and tender face, a pair of sparkling eyes that were clean and pure, and short, soft hair. He looked cute, but because of his congenital Insufficient sexual nutrition, resulting in a slightly petite appearance, a thinner frame, thin and small, it is easy to be mistaken for a girl.

After getting out of the car, the boy slammed the car door, pulled out his two calves that were stretched by his pants, and bounced straight to his destination.

After walking a long way, seeing that the man behind him hadn't kept up with him, he turned his head and urged impatiently, "Father, hurry up, slow down like a bad old man, slow down, I almost despise you."

Someone who was said to be a bad old man, "..."

One big and one small stood in front of the tombstone engraved with the word "Lu Nian", the little one was simply a replica of the big one when he was a child.

The two stood side by side, especially the younger one, with a very serious expression, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and whispered solemnly, "Brother, we came to see you again, this time with Dad, Can you see it? It doesn't matter if you can't see it, you will know it anyway."

Hearing his thoughts, the man next to him glanced lazily at him with a serious look, and said in a nonchalant, magnetic voice, "How do you know it's brother?"

The little guy proudly raised his chin at him, "He gave me a dream last night, of course I know, are you jealous?"

How old does a kid know what to dream?
The man's chiseled face showed no emotion, but he let out a contemptuous snort from his throat, expressing his disdain.

(End of this chapter)