Rich Woman's Love

Isn't it time to report the wrongs? Why should he get involved in this struggle.

Just for a quiet life, nothing more.

Sigh time, sigh fate, sigh God's injustice, maybe just their own psychological imbalance, has been doomed. There is a cause and there is a result. Everything does not happen without root. It always involves something.

"When are you going back? After a long consideration, Murong Lifen could not help but ask. After all, he might be able to be light all by himself, but she couldn't. She had a mother and a brother, and she couldn't look at her closest friends and look forward to her going back every day with tears in her eyes.

With a deep smile, Linghu Yuncheng looked at the curved moon and said, "maybe tomorrow, maybe years ago, maybe next year, maybe forever. The world is changeable. Who can tell.

In the dark, Murong Lifen stood in front of him, looking into his eyes, some sad, some desolate. It's not as warm and pleasant as it was when I first saw it, with the melancholy of Jiangnan Water regulation. I opened my mouth, but I didn't know how to open it.

"It's so cold. Let's go. With that, he ran upstairs.

In fact, I want to say if I want to go back, will you go back with me? I'm afraid it's too affectable to say it. I'll say a thousand words when the time is right.

I patted my head in frustration.

When she Murong Lifen has become so sentimental, when she is no longer so outspoken, when she also knows how to observe, when she also becomes cautious, when she is facing that person, she should think about his mind.

Perhaps the emotion is the most exciting when the * * is not clear. If everything is broken, it will lose the original flavor.

Linghu Yuncheng stands behind her and looks at her running up the stairs. A bitter smile comes from the corner of her mouth. It's bitter and sweet. Suddenly she shakes her head and goes forward with a big step.

How could he not know what she was thinking in her heart, how could she not know what she was going to ask, how could he not be curious about her, but everything was waiting for when she was willing to speak, when she was willing to open her heart to him. He Linghu Yuncheng has always been a confident person before he met her, but since he met her, he always met a wall on her.

Sima Jieming follows the video on the street, hoping to catch the kidnappers first. Luo JIAYE pleads several times, but he still traces Murong Lifen's whereabouts. It turned out to be a small mountain village in Gansu Province. After more than a month, Luo JIAYE learned that Murong Lifen was in a good mood when she was in Gansu Province, so he quickly ran to Murong's mother and told her that Murong's eyes burst into tears. He took Luo JIAYE's hand and couldn't help thanking him.

The next day, Luo JIAYE and Murong Lifen's brother go to Gansu to find Murong Lifen. It's rare that Murong Nan will let go of all the troubles to find his sister. After all, blood is thicker than water. After all, he is a brother and sister. How could he have the heart to let her alone in that place.

"The autumn rain is continuous, and the fragrance is floating. Murong Lifen is sitting in Linghu Yuncheng office with her cheeks in her hands, looking at the rainy sky outside. Some are haze, some are blue, some are blue. Suddenly Murong Lifen looks back at Linghu Yuncheng.

With a crash, Linghu Yuncheng turned over the book, burst out laughing, and then said, "the autumn rain is continuous, and the fragrance is floating. There was a laugh in his voice. There was an inexplicable touch and some fluctuation. Then he said, "I underestimated you when you were so sensational.

"Well. Murong Lifen glanced at him and continued to watch the intermittent rain outside.

The rain in the mountains, the air is the smell of soil, the air is very fresh, no wonder Linghu Yuncheng in this stay is three years, did not want to leave.

He is still seriously looking at the hands of the homework, Murong Lifen looked at those strokes out of the word, all imagine the way to write homework, buried in serious, holding the hard won pen and book seriously writing.

"What do you sigh about? Linghu Yuncheng stretched his back, shook his neck, and beat his neck with his hand.

"What can I say. It's just a layman's idea. I don't know how to cherish the things I get, but it's too late when I learn to cherish them. People can't help it.

Looking at her decadent face, Linghu Yuncheng thought for a while and said, "there are still many laymen in the world, but as long as he is an individual, he can't abandon his own nature, but his education is different and his perception is different. Why do you care so much? It's very important to do what you like. Keep looking down at the book on the desk.

Most like to see his eyebrows, light no desire.

"And you? Do you like this kind of place? Teaching and educating? To contribute to the next generation of the motherland, to be a person who will be respected by all generations after death? Murong Lifen raised her eyebrows in a tone of displeasure and sarcasm.

But the man didn't care, just a faint smile.

"I've never been such a selfless person. I've never thought about teaching and educating people, let alone being a person who will be respected by all the world after I die. It's just an accident that I came here to support my education. Maybe it's predestined, maybe it's for me to avoid, but these are not important, the important thing is that I met you here.

He said lightly, he didn't look up and casually said that he seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with himself. Murong Lifen quietly looked at his hair in front of his forehead. Outside, the dreary autumn rain seemed to stop slightly. The sun was shining on Linghu Yuncheng's hair through the weak raindrops, reflecting the mottled color. Murong Lifen was a little distracted.

I met you.

I met you.

I met her.

Did you meet me?

Do you feel important because you met me?

Murong Lifen felt that her heart was beating so fast that she almost jumped out of her throat. She met his straight looking eyes blankly, soft as water, rippling with water. Her eyes were full of emotion. She looked at the woman with dull eyes, trance expression and slightly open mouth.

Linghu Yuncheng reaches out his hand and gently touches Murong Lifen's hair.

She looked at him in a shrinking way.

"And you?

"What?

Someone obviously has a short circuit at the moment, still immersed in the eyes of Linghu Yuncheng just now. Thinking about the words that distracted her.

He sneered and said, "what about you? What have you been pursuing?

I thought he would ask her about her past. I thought he would ask her why she came here. I thought he cared about something else.

It's just asking what she can say to anyone.

"I'm just like you, but I'm just a layman. I can't avoid vulgarity in the end.

What she pursues is only discovered when she meets him. It's just a passing cloud. It doesn't matter. What about the pursuit of fame and wealth? She tried her best to pursue what she didn't bring to death, but she was humiliated by Zhuge Mingjie. She tried her best to protect it, but in the end, she couldn't resist other people's hard calculation.

Should we say that she is too simple, or that she is too stupid.

With a smile of self mockery, he leaned against the door and looked at the dripping raindrops. He said that it was cutting and disordering.

Is the environment changed, she also changed began to learn to think, or by Linghu fate, like indifferent to all, but how can she abandon people's desire, she is now blind for the net, will be so sober and lustless, if you see Xuanyuan Jiezhen, see Zhuge Mingjie, she does not know whether she can still be so calm to see the deep love between the two couples.

A faint sigh.

She began to worry, afraid to go back to the place full of calculation and distrust. She didn't know whether she could face it or learn to let it go.

It seems that the class is over, and the students outside are chirping, running fast in the weak rain, and smiling on their faces. The schoolbag on their backs is playing like a jumping butterfly.