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Chapter 498 Love is long but not happy: Jinshuitangtang and his farewell (10)

Love is long but not happy: Jinshui soup soup and his farewell (10)

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"It's a blessing to be in love. Don't give up easily unless you have to!" Lan Xiting lowered his eyes and said earnestly. Before she could speak, he said softly: "It's getting late, go back and rest. I won't Sending you up..."

Lan Mufei took a deep look at him, and said seriously: "A woman who can be loved by you will be the happiest woman in the world."

Lan Xiting smiled and motioned her to go up quickly.

"Good night." After saying that, Lan Mufei got out of the car and went upstairs.

There was a trace of silence in Lan Xiting's eyes, and his voice lingered in the carriage, "She is indeed very happy, but this happiness has nothing to do with me."

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Lan Mufei returned home, turned on the light, and sat down on the sofa with her tired body, half sunken, with a numb and mechanical expression.

All that flashed in my mind was the scene of meeting today, every look in his eyes, every change in his expression, and the indifference when his eyes swept past him.

I put my finger on my heart for so many days, I thought my heart wouldn't hurt anymore, but it still hurts.

Two people clearly have each other in their hearts, two people are clearly in the same city, but they can't meet each other, but they pass by like strangers when they meet, is there anything more desolate in this world than this?

This kind of sadness of being in love and not being able to stay together makes me feel aggrieved every time I think about it, and it is still an unspeakable grievance.

When she was absent-minded, the sudden ringing of the doorbell pulled her out of her downcast thoughts. The continuous ringing of the doorbell seemed to bring urgency, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The uncontrollable throbbing of the nose, the uncontrollable beating of the heartbeat, there is a very strong feeling...

At this late hour, Yungu would not come looking for him for no reason, and Lan Xiting would not suddenly go upstairs rashly, so there would be only one person left.

There was anticipation in the bottom of his eyes, he couldn't put on the high-heeled shoes lying all over the sofa, so he hurriedly got up and ran to open the door.

The moment the door opened, the expectation on the brows cooled instantly, and she stood there in a daze.

There was a deep sense of loss in the voice, "Why... could it be you?"

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The car was driving on a flat road, and the driver was Hang Hang, and there were not only Louis Yingdow, but also Jane Lancelot sitting behind the car.

Jane kept looking at the scenery bathed in the sunset outside the window with novel eyes, and asked Hang Hang from time to time: "Why haven't you arrived yet? How long will it take?"

Hang Hang looked at her through the rearview mirror, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's almost there, there is still half an hour."

Jian Dai frowned slightly and complained: "It's so far away!"

Louis Yingduo's face was gloomy. Hearing her complaint, his sword eyebrows were slightly drawn, and his tone was displeased: "I know it's far away, but I still have to come here!"

Originally, he was looking at the documents in the company, but he received a call from Mrs. Hong saying that the Lancelots were guests at the castle. Jane was very bored. When she learned that Luo Ruochen had bought a new winery, she was very curious and wanted to come and play.

They must be worried about a girl running this way, and the task of escorting naturally falls on Louis Yingduo.

He didn't even think about refusing directly. Who knew that Jane would answer the phone and threaten him: "If you don't accompany me, if I accidentally say something wrong, don't blame me..."

Jane was referring to that matter, he knew it, and agreed in desperation.

He was not in a high mood along the way, maybe he was really not in the mood to mess around with her little princess.

Jian Jiao glared at him, gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up! You owe me this, and you must pay me back! You must know that it was my first kiss, and you can't afford it for its preciousness!"

There was a strong disdain in Louis Yingduo's eyes, let alone the first kiss, he didn't care about many girls' first/nights.

When Hang Hang, who was driving in the front seat, heard this, his eyes darkened calmly, and the veins in his hands holding the steering wheel were faintly visible. For the next half hour, the questions Jane asked, his voice was also lacking in interest.

Arriving at the winery at seven o'clock, the sun went down completely, leaving only a blush of fire, and the car stopped at the door of the winery.

Jane couldn't wait for Hang Hang to open the door, opened the door by herself, looked around, and exclaimed, "Wow... What a big winery! Luo Ruochen is willing to spend all his money for his wife!"

Louis Yingdou got out of the car slowly, carelessly, and saw a grape trellis not far away, his eyes darkened without any trace.

Not long ago, he was walking hand in hand with her on the trail over there. Unexpectedly, he came in a blink of an eye, but this time the person by her side was no longer her.

He lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Go in."

Jane shook her head, looking excited, "You go in first, I'll walk around before it's dark, this place is amazing!"

The voice fell to the ground, and before Louis Yingdou could speak, he turned around and ran away.

Hang Hang's eyes moved with her back, and he turned around and said, "I'll go and look at her."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly chased after Jane.

Louis Yingdou frowned slightly, and his thin lips were tightly pursed in an emotionless arc.That's fine, he really isn't in the mood to play with the little princess, with Hang Hang watching, I believe nothing will happen!

As he walked inside, he mechanically tugged at the tie with his fingers, and unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt. He lost his majesty in the company and became more free and easy.

Luo Ruochen had already called the manager of the winery to welcome Louis Ying and the others, and the dinner in the room was ready.

Louis Ying widow waved to the manager, saying that he would like to be alone for a while without servants.

The manager respectfully sent him to the door of the room and stopped.

Louis Indow went in without turning on the light, and went to the soft couch beside him to lie down in the dim light outside.

It was only more than half a month, but he felt that it had been as long as dozens of centuries, so tired.

Lying on the soft couch, the buttons were unbuttoned to reveal a muscular chest, and the powerful arms rested casually on the eyes, quietly enjoying this peaceful moment alone.

The sky outside the window dimmed little by little, and the room gradually merged into the night, shrouded in darkness, and even his breathing could be heard in the silent space.

I don't know how long it has passed, when he seemed to be asleep, he felt a light entering his eyes through the gap, and was about to scold the ignorant servant who came in to turn on the light, but the moment he lowered his arm, he was stunned.

The room did not turn on the lights, but was filled with colorful small lights, colorful and flickering, and a small heart-shaped white candle was placed in the center of the room, burning quietly, and the candlelight was elegant.

There were red rose petals on the sheets, on the floor, on the table, and even the soft couch under him, but when he came in, he didn't find any petals on the soft couch, and the white shirt was stained with a light lip color.

The door of the room was open, and a long pure white dress was placed on the floor, slightly revealing her round and small feet stepping on the floor. She was holding a violin in her hand. Under the background of the bright lights and atmosphere, there is a kind of beauty of flowing water.

The center of her brows was raised gradually, and she stared at her indifferently. Just as she was about to reprimand her for being here, Lan Mufei lowered her eyes and didn't look at him. Instead, she put the violin on her thin shoulders and adjusted her posture. The bow is drawn, and the melodious and smooth music sounds.

Louis Ying heard the words on her lips, because her violin paused, and the lingering notes were the most classical music "Blessings of Love".

It is also his favorite piece of Chinese classical music.

Lan Mufei didn't look at him, and concentrated on playing the violin. It has been more than eight years since she touched the violin. She had never played the violin in her whole life, but because of him, she mustered up the courage to pick up the violin again.

It's just because Hang Hang said that he likes to listen to "The Butterfly Lovers" the most, and he never tires of listening to it.

She played this song a long time ago. At that time, the song she played for the grade test was "Blessed Lovers", which was highly praised by the judges, and she was even willing to recommend her to study at the Vienna Conservatory of Music, which is the dream palace that every music student pursues. , but for Long Lifei at that time, she rejected the judge's kindness and accepted Long Lifei's proposal to come to Paris.

She has never regretted the decision at that time, and she has never regretted it after meeting Louis Yingdo; if she had really gone to Vienna, maybe she would not have met him.

The mournful and lingering notes flowed out like clouds and flowing water, and each note was like a small hammer hammering into Louis Yingduo's heart; this was the first time he saw her playing the violin, and it was also the first time he heard her playing the violin. She played the piano, so focused, so beautiful, it was many times better than when he went live to listen to those master musicians playing.

His heart clenched tightly, as if he was about to stop breathing, and his eyes stared at her momentarily, for fear of missing any small detail of her.

The thin woman in front of him was once pregnant with his child, panting in his arms, and took root in his heart... Just thinking about it, the blood in her body boiled, and every inch was noisy.

Lan Mufei's heart was trembling, and every part of her tense body was stiff, only her two thin, pitiful arms flexibly manipulated the violin, playing the most lingering and desolate music, lingering around the beam for three days, the lingering sound lingering.

When the last note fell, she gracefully put down the violin in her hand in the corner, and when she looked up at him with black and white pupils, she didn't give him a chance to speak.

Red lips and white teeth floated in front of his eyes, and her low voice was next to his ears, without any music, she simply sang every intoxicating lyrics.

All.we.had.was.just.one.summer (the only summer we spent together)
two.lovers.strolling.in.the.park (two lovers walking leisurely in the park)
but.like.they.say
the.world.keeps.turning (the world is always changing)
as.the.leaves.were.falling (like falling leaves)
we.should.fall.apart (we are about to separate)
Louis Yingdou once heard this song. Her low voice is not as powerful and controlling as the original song, but it is full of tenderness and lingering. It is another feeling in the ear.

Baby.for.all.my.life (baby, the love of my life)
don't.you.know.that.it's.true (so hard you don't know that it's true)
I'm.living.to.love.you (I live to love you)
so.Baby.don't.think.twice (so baby, don't think twice)
if.you.feel.what.I.feel (if you can feel my emotions)

trust.your.heart.and.do.what.Ido (please believe in your heart, and pay for each other like me)

Hearing the sentence "I'm.living.to.love.you", Louis Yingdou's heart seemed to be tightly pinched by invisible big palms, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

He never knew that her love was so deep unconsciously.

Under the elegant light, his dark blue eyes were faintly wet, and the light gradually moved away from her affectionate pupils, and he couldn't bear to look at her.

His hands were tightly clenched into fists, almost exerting all his strength to control, suppressing his urge to rub her in his arms, into his own flesh and blood.

When.the.final.day.comes (when the final day comes)
I.know.the.angels.they.will.se.my.smile (I know those angels will see my smile)
and.if.they.wanna.know.the.reason (if they want to know the reason for my smile)

I.will.tell.them.why (then I will tell her)

Baby.for.all.my.life (baby, the love of my life, yes)

I'm.living.to.love.you (I live to love you)

Lan Mufei doesn't need to remember the lyrics at all, because every line of this song is what she wants to say to him, and every line is her confession to him.

Seeing his lowered eyes, she couldn't help but think of the words that Hang Hang came to her late at night at the charity auction ball on June 6th and told herself.

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Hang Hang said: "You once asked me about Misty Rain, but I didn't tell you at the time. First, I thought it was unnecessary, and second, Misty Rain is also very important to me; she and the Earl are childhood sweethearts, but it's just a simple friendship. , has nothing to do with Fengyue, because the two of them are too similar."

Xu Yanyu was born in early summer, when it was drizzling that day, Xu's father named her Yanyu.

Xu's family originally lived in Yanzhen, not far from Xixun. When Yanyu was four years old, his family moved to Xixun to settle down. It happened to be next door to Louis Ying's grandmother's house, so the two got acquainted.

Louis Yingzhi is smart, well-behaved and sensible, but Xu Yanyu is a talented girl who is praised by relatives and neighbors from all over the world. The two are often compared.

Louis Yingdou has an aloof personality, and Xu Yanyu is also a high-minded little girl. Although she is four years younger than him, she does not want to be compared to him at all.Two people don't take each other seriously, but appreciate each other at the same time.

The other children were running wildly all over the bluestone slabs hand in hand, and playing in the mud together, but the two of them sat at home in neat clothes, discussing whose poem was better written in a green voice.

In the eyes of many people, the two of them can be described as "childhood sweethearts" and "golden boy and jade girl", a match made in heaven.Two extremely smart children, but they dismissed the praise of the adults.

One said: If you marry an English widow, you would rather be shaved.

Another person quoted a sentence from Shen Fu's "Six Chapters of a Floating Life" and modified it: If you choose a wife for your son, you should not marry someone who is not a good sister.

The more common meaning of this saying is: when I marry a wife, I must marry a virtuous and virtuous woman like Shen Fu's wife; although Yan Yu is talented and virtuous, she is not suitable for being a wife.

At that time, even though the grandmother was not very energetic, she couldn't help laughing when she heard her grandson's words, knocked on his head, and cursed in a low voice: "You are a big kid, and your teeth haven't even grown yet, so you just want to marry a wife." , Shame not shame!"

Xiaoying didn't think so, and retorted to her grandmother: "A good man first starts a family and then a career. When a grandson marries a wife, he will not spoil the country or the city, but only me."

Grandmother didn't scold him anymore, instead she squinted her eyes and smiled, praising him. At such a young age, she has her own standpoint and attitude when looking at people and things, and she is much more promising than his father.

Time flies, time flies, and in the blink of an eye Louis Yingwid is 13 years old, and his grandmother's health is getting worse and worse. Although she was taken care of by someone, Mrs. Hong could no longer tolerate her child continuing to live in China at that time. No feelings.

At that time, the company's situation was stable and the development was very good. Madam Hong forced Louis Yingdao to return to France. Regarding his education, there should be no delay.

Especially because Louis Yingdow is in China, her husband has been traveling to China all year round, alienating herself, and she is more and more dissatisfied.

After some debate, Mrs. Hong finally ordered Louis Ying to be brought back to France forcibly.

Louis Yingwid heard from his father and grandmother that his mother was a very capable mother since he was a child. He longed for it and knew that he would return to his mother. Although he was reluctant to part with his grandmother and Xixun Town, he did not reject it.

But when he really returned to France and saw his mother, he suddenly found that everything was different from what he thought.

The first time he met his mother in his memory was at the company. He got off the plane and was taken to the company; he was alone carrying a black schoolbag, sitting on the rest sofa on the promenade, and waiting for five people alone. Hour.

Madam Hong came out of the meeting room surrounded by people, her high heels rubbing against the ground made a crisp sound, and she kept giving orders to the people behind her.

walked in front of him, but did not see him.

"Mummy." Xiaoying called her in proficient French.

Everyone's steps stopped, and the others automatically retreated to the sides to become the background. When she turned around and saw him, her eyebrows moved slightly.

Instead of ignoring his apology, his warm concern, and his mother's warm embrace, he turned his head and scolded his secretary: "Why is he still here? Didn't I ask you to arrange him to go to class?"

At that moment, the 13-year-old boy stared blankly at the queen-like woman in front of him. She was beautiful, noble, glamorous and unparalleled. She was the most successful strong woman in everyone's eyes, but she would not become his loving mother.

Back to life in France, except for 4 hours of sleep every day, there is only one thing left: study.

All kinds of learning, language, science, economics, social, manners, wine tasting, aesthetics, tedious and strict.

It was very rare for Louis Ying to see Mrs. Hong. Most of the time was when the tutor took her successful case studies in shopping malls and let him learn from them.But in those cases, what he saw was a woman who was determined to achieve her goal, decisive, cold-blooded and emotionless.

Every time Mrs. Hong appears, there must be only one reason: his studies have not met her requirements.

For example, he can't master the languages ​​of twelve countries, for example, his piano can't pass the tenth grade, or for example, when he was studying manners, he accidentally dripped soup on the dress.

Louis Yingduo is like a machine without self-awareness. He is arranged to do what he does every day, and he must be [-]% perfect. If there is a trace of imperfection, he will be severely punished.

He lived a very depressed life like this, and he often missed Xixun, his grandmother, and the little girl who said in a childlike voice, "If you marry a widow, you'd rather be shaved".

He only had one contact with his grandmother when he returned to France. At Christmas time, he dared not tell his grandmother about his current life. His grandmother was in poor health and suffered from eye problems.

Once he couldn't take it anymore, he stole the teacher's phone number, hid in the closet and called Xu Yanyu's home number.

Yanyu said to him on the phone: "I read a sentence in a book two days ago that 'fate should be in your own hands'. Since you are not happy living there, why don't you come back? The inkstone you used, I wipe it for you every day when I practice calligraphy. I feed the little turtle you caught in the field every day, but it may not like me. It doesn’t eat much and loses a lot. Grandma sits at the door of the house every day, Every time I hear footsteps, I have to ask if the widow Ying has returned."

Yan Yu also said: "A confidant in the sea, the world is like neighbors, but the widows, without your Xun, I want to cry when I am empty."

One month later, Louis Yingduo was just 14 years old, and he fled back to China secretly from France alone; he spent a whole month planning the plan to escape back to Xixun.

The 14-year-old child, who is close to the hometown, just wants to go back to that warm and picturesque town, guarding his elderly grandmother, raising the wild crow he caught, and practicing calligraphy with the inkstone used by his grandmother. , cooking tea and discussing poetry with the talented Misty Rain; but never expected——

This impulsive willfulness turned out to be a catastrophe.

An irreparable tragedy.

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Young Master: There are a little more lyrics, but I didn't write them, and I lacked artistic conception, so I wrote a few hundred more words for you. It's definitely not for the sake of embarrassing you, trust me!
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