pampered roses

It was getting late outside, and when Lu Jinyuan arrived here, Tangli was still awake, and Fu Zechen was entertaining her.

The two sat on the sofa facing each other, with one cold and the other gentle. Fu Zechen asked the housekeeper to pour Lu Jinyuan a cup of tea. rest?"

Fu Zechen hummed, and when he mentioned Tangli, his face softened a lot, "I was sleepy during pregnancy, and fell asleep in the afternoon."

"That's good." Lu Jinyuan bent his lower lip and said nothing.

For half a cup of tea, the two were silent.

Fu Zechen spoke first: "Thank you."

Lu Jinyuan paused and looked up at him.

Fu Zechen's face was very cold, with one leg propped up casually, and his whole body was alienated. He had no expression on his face, looked at Lu Jinyuan, and said very seriously: "Whether it was in Paris back then, or this time, thank you for bringing her back. you."

Lu Jinyuan put down his teacup, crossed his hands on his lap, and smiled softly: "This is what I should do. I will leave it to you, I am very relieved."

The girl he had been looking at for several years turned into someone else's rose after all.

The clock on the wall was "tick-tick-tick." The living room was warm and yellow, and the atmosphere was very quiet. After a while, Lu Jinyuan said again: "I have one more thing to do this time. My father wants to see Tangli."

Fu Zechen said calmly: "This is Tangli's freedom. I can't say anything, it's all up to her willingness, but," he paused, and looked at Lu Jinyuan, "I asked her this afternoon, we plan to go back to China directly tomorrow gone."

The meaning is self-evident.

Tangli refused.

Lu Jinyuan was startled, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he lowered his eyes and sighed slightly: "Is that so..."

He took a sip of the tea, the tea was a little cold, and there was a slight bitter taste in his mouth.

Lu Jinyuan frowned, and looked at Fu Zechen: "I want to meet Lili."

Fu Zechen nodded, "I'll call her."

Fu Zechen got up, and Lu Jinyuan said again: "Forget it."

He turned to look at Lu Jinyuan, frowned slightly and said nothing.

Lu Jinyuan put down his glass and said with a faint smile, "I'll fly to Paris in an hour. In fact, I can guess more or less. Lili doesn't want to go. I have something for her. Can I go up and have a look?"

Fu Zechen paused slightly, stroked the string of beads on his wrist, and nodded: "It's in the innermost room on the left."

"Okay, thank you." Lu Jinyuan went upstairs to the room Fu Zechen said, opened the door and approached the bed, and heard Tangli's shallow breathing.

Half of her face was covered by the quilt, her cheeks were flushed from sleep, her hair was a little messy, and some of it stuck to Tangli's cheeks, making her face even smaller.

Lu Jinyuan bent his eyes, with nostalgia in his eyes, and slowly sat beside Tangli's bed, looking at her sleeping face, his thoughts drifted away uncontrollably.

When he saw Tangli for the first time, it was a photo that looked like snow-white glutinous rice dumplings.

With a round and white face, she looked at the camera obediently, holding Tang Ruonian's hair in her hands, smiling so much that she could clearly see the teeth in her mouth.

As a pawn brought up by Zhang Lin, he was a part of the revenge link. Almost Tangli's life from childhood to adulthood, he participated in another form.

The photos of Tangli singing Kunqu Opera on stage for the first time are still in his computer photo album.

At that time, Tangli was wearing a light green long-sleeved costume, and her immature face was smeared with paint, except for her pair of clear eyes, full of love and excitement.

Later, when Tangli went to school, the little girl wore a school uniform and a high ponytail. Not long after entering school, she became the first love goddess of many people in the school.

At that time, he often heard that someone and Tangli understood each other today, and tomorrow some young master would pursue Tangli again.

It was the first time since that time that Lu Jinyuan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was, but he just thought that his sister might be raped by a pig, and as a brother, he felt distressed.

Lu Jinyuan has lived for more than 20 years, and more than half of his time has been around Tangli.

He used another way to participate in Tangli's success, watching her grow from a small dumpling carved with jade into a graceful daughter of the Tang family.

From Tangli, which is loved by everyone around, to a little Luoshen who is famous in the capital for a dance of Kunqu opera.

That's the younger sister he watched growing up bit by bit,

Lu Jinyuan really wanted to take a real look at it without looking through the computer screen, even if he could only watch it from a distance.

Until Lu Baicheng acted.

When Tang Ruonian got into a car accident and Tang Li was kicked out by Tang's family, and she was living on the streets of Tangren, Lu Jinyuan finally couldn't calm down.

The owner of the first restaurant Tangli worked for was an out-and-out scum, not only withholding wages, beating and scolding employees at will, and even having dirty thoughts about Tangli.

Tangli refused, so he asked other employees to target Tangli crazily and humiliate Tangli.

When he went to pick up Tangli, he saw Tangli was skinny and huddled on the side of the street in a state of embarrassment, and he wanted to kill someone.

Lu Jinyuan found the boss, disposed of his shop, and asked someone to remove both of his arms.

Looking at the fierce expression reflected on the blood-splattered black glass wall and the red eye sockets from excitement, he was stunned for the first time.

He had never had these emotions.

Even for a split second, he found himself wanting to kill that man himself.

Under Lu Baicheng's instruction, he brought Tangli back to Paris and introduced another larger layout.

Seeing the vigilance in the eyes of the cowardly little girl Tangli, Lu Baicheng had endless patience. He squatted in front of her and said with a smile, "You can call me brother."

When this sentence was exported and the word "brother" was exported.

Lu Jinyuan realized that he subconsciously rejected this title so much.

It was from that time that Lu Jinyuan understood.

His thoughts have long since been pure. How can a girl who has grown up with his own eyes, who pays special attention to every frown and smile, be just as simple as a younger sister.

But Lu Jinyuan is not qualified to fight for it, nor can he.

From the very beginning, from the moment he became a pawn, he was doomed to have nothing to do with Tangli except siblings.

Sorry?

Lu Jinyuan would occasionally think, it must be a pity, but seeing Tangli living happily now, because the light in Fu Zechen's eyes came back again, that was what Lu Jinyuan wanted to see most.

As long as Tangli is doing well, that's enough.

Lu Jinyuan broke free from his memories, looked at Tangli's peaceful sleeping face, smiled bitterly, but also relieved.

He took a silver pocket watch and a letter from his breast pocket, put them on the bedside table, and went out.

Standing at the door, Lu Jinyuan looked back at Tangli again, then closed the door to isolate everything inside.

From now on, I only wish Tangli to be safe and happy, and to be remembered forever.