landing

W City Airport.

Wearing a black suit, Lu Xian stepped out of the cabin door, followed by the assistant pulling the suitcase. They walked through the quiet VIP passage, and the person who picked up the plane had been waiting at the exit early in the morning.

Lu Xian nodded slightly at the person who came, and got into the car with long legs.

His expression was cold, his brows were tightly frowned, and the vice president of the branch who was about to investigate the situation was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak out, and sat obediently in the passenger seat.

He lowered his head and carefully thought about the recent operation of the branch. He really didn't understand what went wrong, which brought the president to come in person.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.

Lu Xian's expression finally changed a bit. He glanced at the caller ID and relaxed a little.

Secretary Yu's voice came through the phone, "President, Vice President Song has woken up."

Lu Xian responded lightly, "Yes."

Secretary Yu hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Vice President Song has been looking for you since he woke up, and I told him that you are on a business trip to City W."

Lu Xian's previously relaxed brows frowned again. He remembered the lengthy surgery last night, and Song Jue, who was unconscious, was pushed out until the dawn broke.

His lips were blue, and his face was bloodless. Lu Xian looked at it, and somehow remembered that a long time ago, when Song Jue first came to Lu's house, he was also so thin and pale, like a bird. Abandoned cub, desperately trying to get warm but afraid of being pushed away.

At that time, he looked at the tired sleeping face of the young man, thinking that he would never let him suffer such grievances and tribulations again, but now it is...

The man lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice, "Take care of him."

Secretary Yu replied respectfully, "Yes, don't worry."

The phone was hung up, and there was only silence in the closed compartment.

Lu Xian took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and pressed the center of his eyebrows wearily.

Unknowingly, he fell into a bizarre dream.

He dreamed of Song Yulan, still with such a gentle and watery expression, looking at him with intoxicating starlight in his eyes, just like every time in the past.

But he was saying, "Ah Xian, it's impossible for a family like ours to have no offspring. You can't stay away from your family forever, and neither do I."

The young Ah Xian looked like he was about to cry, but his voice was calm, and he asked him, "So?"

Song Yulan couldn't bear to see the young man's fragile expression. He took a step forward and wanted to reach out to hug him, but the young man subconsciously took a step back.

The air froze.

The young man looked at himself blankly.

He obviously didn't want to back away, why...why did this happen?

After a long time, Song Yulan showed a tired smile.

He looked at the young man as if he were looking at an ignorant child, "Then what do you want me to do? My father can't let the children of the Song family live outside, nor allow the mother of the child to have a decent identity. You promise, Ah Xian, that she and I are just a formal marriage, and we will never touch her in the slightest."

The young man looked at him in disbelief, as if for the first time he had seen clearly the dirty and rotten heart under this person's glamorous body through that gentle skin.

He was shaking all over, he didn't know whether it was anger or fear, his teeth were clenched and trembling, as if he would not be able to restrain his impulse in the next second.

But in the end he just said lightly, "Forget it."

The young man's face was too calm, as if the dust had settled and he had no more worries.

Song Yulan couldn't help but panic, he said anxiously, "I, I know it's unfair to you, I've thought about it, you're getting married too... child, I also recognize the child, this way, this way we will be fair, OK?"

Although he had recognized this person just now, the young man was still shocked by Song Yulan's words.

fair?

What does he want to come to such a fair?

The young man lowered his eyelashes and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Song Yulan, I really don't understand why I fell in love with you?"

Song Yulan heard the ominous meaning in it, he hurriedly grabbed the hem of the boy's clothes, and said in a trembling voice, "I love you, Ah Xian, I really..."

"enough!"

——Why do you say you love me?

——What qualifications do you have to say you love me?

——Your so-called love is to let me give up everything, be played and applauded by you like a fool, and be your shameful third party who is reviled by others?

……

But there is no need to say these words anymore.

In this game of love, he had already lost a complete mess, so why should he make such an ugly mess in the end.

The young man raised his eyes lightly, "That's it, Song Yulan, let's get together and part ways."

Vision tends to darken.

The screen turned again.

The warm liquid hit his shoulder drop by drop.

He was hugged stiffly by someone, who buried his head in his neck, unstoppable tears wet the skirt of his clothes, falling all the way to the tip of his heart.

His heart was sour, and he lowered his head with difficulty, wanting to look at the person who was holding him, but his vision became blurred at this moment, and two similar faces flashed in front of his eyes.

Who is who?

Who is saying love him?

Lu Xian couldn't tell the difference.

He only knew that they were pulling him, pestering him, trying their best to ask for a word and a heart.

But where is his heart, the once hot and pure feelings?

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