Master Lu, Come On

In winter, the day becomes very short, more than four in the afternoon, the day overcast down, vaguely, as if in the premeditation of wind and rain.

After Tang Mingyu left, Tang Luo sat alone in the park for a long time.

She didn't feel the cold air.

The mobile phone in the bag rang again and again, but she didn't pay attention. She sat on the chair and looked at the Yellow scene around her, feeling inexplicably sad.

The answer is in front of her, she has been looking for, know, but it is earth shaking.

Everyone has different opinions. The truth is so complicated that it is hard to trace.

Behind the steps close, she heard, but did not turn.

People come and go in the park, and it's not surprising that there are footsteps.

Suddenly more people around, she turned her head, slightly surprised, "ah Zhan? What are you doing here? "

"It seems that I never accompany you, just sit in the park and have a look at the scenery!"

Lu Zhan looked at her and said with a smile, "why did you come here alone and not call me?"

He took Tang Luo's hand on his leg and frowned, "it's so cool, I don't want to wear it thick!"

There is no reason, Tang Luo's eyes came down, was blown by the wind, chilly pain.

"Look at you..."

Lu Zhan came closer and held the man in his arms. His voice was so soft that he could turn into water. "I cry when I say I cry. Others look at me and think I'm bullying you!"

There was nothing in his hand, so he just wiped her tears with his sleeve.

Tang Luo grabs his clothes and doesn't cry, but the tears fall and melt into Lu Zhan's clothes.

"I have to hang this dress up when I go back, and I can't wear it anymore..." Lu Zhan said half jokingly, his eyes always around her, never leaving.

Tang Luo stopped crying, lowered his head to wipe his tears, and asked in a dull voice, "why..."

"There are not many opportunities like this. Not every garment can be so honored." Lu Zhan holds her in his arms, full of heartache.

"Poor mouth

After a few words, the gloom in her heart finally dissipated. The tears on her face did not disperse, and her eyes were dancing. She looked so pitiful.

When Tang Luo's mood calms down, she leans on Lu Zhan, but she doesn't feel cold at all.

"You check my location again..."

Just cried for a while, at this time did not cry, the voice is also stuffy, a talk, with a sense of coquetry, listen to Lu Zhan's heart itching.

He tilted his head and gave her a kiss in her hair. "I came here by chance. I didn't expect that you were here too."

Believe in your ghost!

Tang Luo didn't tear him down. "Don't you have anything to ask?"

"No," Lu Zhan replied simply, "it's OK to see you're OK. Other things are not as important to me as you."

"Because of my family's affairs, which involve Vanke and Xinpai, don't you mind?"

"I mind..." Lu Zhan pinched her chin and asked her to look her eyes in the eye. He said, "you are too clear about Vanke and Xinpai. You are my Mrs. Lu. Everything I have is yours, including me..."

The park is open, the shadow of trees is whirling, people's eyes are deep, like the bottomless deep sea, attracting her mind.

That face is affectionate and can make people indulge in it anytime and anywhere.

She gazed and whispered in her heart, evil

！

I'm overbearing and affectionate. I'm not an 18-year-old girl. How can my heart beat!

She turned red when she couldn't control it.

The dusk and the clear light fell on her face like a layer of pickle. Lu Zhan looked at it and felt that he was willing to give up his life at this moment.

"Luoluo... You are so beautiful..."

She had heard this before, but now she couldn't help blushing and heartbeating.

In front of Jun's face slowly close, between breathing, is the cold wind and his breath, dozens of hours of uneasiness, in this moment, all dissipated.

The past has indeed passed. Now, there's no need to worry about it. Living in the present is the most important thing.

She approached a little bit, took the initiative to stick it up, noticed that someone was stunned, she bent the corners of her lips, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were delicate and pretty.

As the sun sets, the silhouette of the two people is drawn long, as if they can't see the end.

*

The verdict of blue ocean has finally been carried out.

On the day of execution, LAN Yinyin went to see blue ocean for the last time, "that doll is my father, and he will accompany you for me in the future!"

"Dad..."

Blue Yin Yin cry into tears, the sound of the gun, has become a nightmare of her life.

After the execution, the ashes of blue ocean were finally sent out. Tang Mingyu arranged the cemetery, and she put the urn in. There were only two of them in the whole process. The cold wind was bleak, and the tombstones in the cemetery stood on the ground, neat and solemn, but with endless depression.

"Dad..."

She can't cry. She's really the only one left in the world.

"I will have a good life, you can rest assured, I promise you..."

"Dad, next life, I want to be your daughter..."

The cemetery was empty. Her voice floated out along the wind. Tang Mingyu stood on one side, with no expression on his face.

On the tombstone, there is a picture of blue ocean. He has a smile on his face, which is the softest one.

*

Blue ocean's verdict soon spread throughout Rongcheng, his death, indicating the complete destruction of the blue family.

LAN Yinyin was cured and discharged. She went abroad alone. Suddenly, when Tang Mingyu found out, she had already gone abroad. No one knew where she had gone.

Hearing the news, Tang Luo sighed a little, but she didn't feel much about it. She just had some doubts about the relationship between blue ocean and the Tang and Song Dynasties, but the dead were gone, and there was no need to ask about many things.

After coming back from the park that day, Lu Zhan didn't ask anything. She thought it over and over again, but decided to take the initiative to tell her.

After listening to Lu Zhan, she just said, "I know," and she didn't say anything. On the contrary, she was surprised.

Simply, he didn't ask, and she didn't bother to talk about it again. On the surface, it was a thing of the past.

Everything seems to be back on the right track, it seems not.

By chance, she heard Tang Jiajia mention that Tang Mingyu visited Tang and Song Dynasties several times, but Xue Wanqing refused.

After all, there is resentment in everyone's heart.

She did, and Xue Wanqing didn't?

According to Xue Wanqing, "this is the true portrayal of the farmer and the snake!"

After all these years, she didn't care much about the past, but later,

When the heart is cold, it becomes hard.

Early in the morning, Tang Luo packed up and took Aunt Zhang's porridge to the hospital.

The Tang and Song dynasties were not sober, and the new year was getting closer and closer. Xue Wanqing's face was more and more sad.

"Aunt Xue!"

She carried things into the ward. As soon as she entered the room, she smelled a light fragrance of flowers. Looking up, there was a bottle of flowers on the table. There were many kinds of flowers, and the fragrance of roses was the most fragrant.

"Jiajia brought it. She always likes to make such a mess!"

(end of this chapter)