The Love of My Life: The Deep Fall of the Chief

His fiery palms covered He Xiaoran's chest, "I'm the only one here, right?"

He Xiaoran's flushed cheeks were expressionless, she lay quietly in the seat, stared at the roof of the car with empty eyes, and sneered, "Stop being sentimental."

The dim light of the parking lot penetrated into the dark car room, He Xiaoran moved his eyes and slowly fell on Luoyang's blurred handsome face, with a sad smile on his lips, "No matter what your purpose is for coming back this time, if you want to get Too much love is a debt, Luoyang, I have repaid you double three years ago, now, you and I don't need to entangle you anymore."

The car room was dim, and she couldn't see the painful emotion in the man's eyes. After a long time, a chuckle came from her ear, followed by a soft and hoarse voice, with her usual comfort: "Stop talking, it's very late." It's late, I'll take you back."

With a light body, the man's aura disappeared along with the weight. The car door was pushed open. Luo Yang stepped down with long legs, bypassed the car body, and sat in the driver's seat. The sound of a lock.

He didn't ask for her address, and she didn't say anything, but from the driving route, he could tell that the car was heading in the direction of her apartment.

He Xiaoran was not surprised, it was not difficult for him to find out where she lived.

She was tense, leaning on the back of the chair, facing the car window, looking at the ever-changing neon lights of the night scene outside, her thoughts became ethereal, and the man who had disappeared for three years suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, like a dream .

The whole journey was silent, the car just stopped downstairs, He Xiaoran went to open the door without saying a word, but his arm was grabbed.

He Xiaoran turned his head and stared at Luoyang angrily, what else did he want to do?
Luo Yang didn't look at her, his eyes stared straight ahead, but his eyes were vaguely out of focus.

For half a day, the car with good sound insulation was so quiet that it was frightening. Just when He Xiaoran was about to bear it, Luoyang's deep and hoarse voice, who had been silent all the way, finally rang out, "Didn't you ask me what I want to do?"

"Tell me." He Xiaoran frowned, a little puzzled.

Luoyang's throat twitched, and there was an indistinguishable pleading in his voice: "Xiao Ran, let's start again, shall we?"

"Chi-" He Xiaoran laughed out loud when he heard this, as if hearing a big joke.

He Xiaoran almost suspected that he had heard wrong.

She, He Xiaoran, is weak and weak, but the Luo family can cover the sky with one hand, she admits it.

But which one did Luoyang sing?
"Is that why you came back?"

"Correct."

He Xiaoran turned his head to the side, and set his eyes on the big hand that was still holding her arm, squinted his eyes, with a contemptuous expression, "Mr. Luo was joking, a wealthy family like you and a commoner can't afford it. "

As he said that, his complexion suddenly sank, and he shook Luo Yang's hand vigorously, "Let go, I'm tired, and I want to go back and rest."

Luo Yang stared at her silently for a few seconds, surprisingly, he didn't bother her much, and just let her go: "Okay, you have a good rest, I will come to you tomorrow."

"No need." She finally raised her eyes to look at him, but her eyes were cold, her beautiful red lips parted and she said every single word, "Now, in the future, and forever, I don't want to see you again."

The man didn't make another sound, and glanced at the shirt on her body. It was already torn by himself and now it was even more ugly. He threw his suit to her without saying a word, then unlocked and got out of the car, and opened the door on the other side.

He Xiaoran wanted to throw away the clothes Luoyang threw away in disgust, but when he looked down at himself, he realized that Lu Siyuan's clothes had fallen somewhere, so he could only wrap his lips around himself.

He Xiaoran lowered his head and got out of the car, took two steps and stopped, turned around again, and looked at the tall man in front of him indifferently: "It's not easy for me, a second-married woman, to remarry, so I ask Mr. Luo to take care of my past love." , raise your hand high, and give it a fulfillment."

The man's deep pool-like eyes gradually cracked, heh, she wanted him to fulfill her and other men.

Wearing his large suit, the woman looked thinner and petite, which made that delicate face even fairer and more beautiful.

"Impossible." Luo Yang looked at her with pitch-black, bottomless and turbulent eyes, and smiled in a low voice: "You want to get married, I'll marry you, huh?"

The woman's dark eyes looked at him, her red lips curled into a smile, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of mockery: "Then it will be like three years ago? Make me the laughing stock of the entire Jiangcheng again?"

His eyes suddenly sank, "Xiao Ran..."

"Xiao Ran." Another man's voice sounded from the other side at the same time, and the two turned their heads at the same time. Lu Siyuan was standing less than two meters away.

His hair was a little messy, the corners of his lips were obviously bruised, and his elegant and handsome face was slightly embarrassed at the moment, and he walked up to her step by step: "Xiao Ran, does it still count if you agree to my marriage proposal?"

There was a sharp brake sound, and several bodyguards hurriedly got out of the car and ran to Luoyang: "Master, he."

Luo Yang waved his hand, interrupted the bodyguard, stared at Lu Siyuan sullenly, and before He Xiaoran could speak, he answered for her: "He will not marry you."

Lu Siyuan looked at him fearlessly: "Why do you make decisions for her?"

"Because she is my woman."

Luo Yang looked at his angry and excited face, with contempt and disdain in his eyes: "She married me three years ago, what's the matter with you?"

He Xiaoran looked at the two men who regarded her as air and were arguing needlessly, and finally couldn't help but speak out,
"Luoyang, listen to me. I have nothing to do with you three years ago, and it is even less likely that I will have anything to do with you in the future. I have never hated anyone in my life, but I especially hate you. I only have one request now , please completely disappear from my sight, and it is best not to let me hear your name. Now I already have a man I like, and I will marry him, so please don't entangle me any more. "

She paused, then turned her gaze to Lu Siyuan: "If you don't mind what happened tonight, we'll register tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, He Xiaoran didn't dare to wait for Lu Siyuan's answer, so he ran to the community quickly.

She was afraid that Lu Siyuan would say he minded.

After all, he is a normal man, and an excellent man.

"Xiao Ran."

"Xiao Ran."

The voices of two men sounded from behind at the same time, and He Xiaoran quickly disappeared through the door without stopping.

After getting out of the elevator and pressing the combination lock, He Xiaoran slumped against the door panel as soon as she entered the door. She hadn't attended a class reunion for several years, and today it was the head teacher, Teacher Wang, who called in person, so she really couldn't excuse herself.

But she didn't expect that this party was organized by Lu Siyuan, let alone that he would propose to her in front of her classmates.

Since meeting Lu Siyuan, he has been elegant and gentle, taking care of her like a big brother, cherishing her, respecting her, and encouraging her.

Although there were no earth-shattering vows, Lu Siyuan's appearance was like a ray of sunshine in March, illuminating the darkest corner of He Xiaoran's heart, and slowly calming down her endless sadness.

In fact, it's good to be with such a man and live an ordinary life.

In all fairness, even without Luoyang's appearance, He Xiaoran would like to promise him, at least not wanting to lose him.

However, in front of teachers and classmates, such a thing happened.

The appearance of Luoyang ruined all of this.

Taking a deep breath, a familiar smell rushed into her nostrils. Only then did she remember that she was wearing Luoyang's clothes.

He raised his hand and pulled it off, and was about to throw it into the trash can casually, when he suddenly heard a strange cell phone ringing, which came from Luoyang's suit pocket.

She hesitated for a moment, but reached out to take out the phone, her eyes fell on the lit screen, looking at the familiar landline number, she hung up without expression, and was about to turn off the phone.

It's not that she wants to use a mobile phone to vent, it's just that she doesn't want to hear that annoying ringtone.

But when she saw the smiling face of a woman on the screen, her finger on the power button suddenly stopped. It was a wedding photo. The woman in the photo was young and beautiful, with a bright smile and a happy expression.

The man next to him was tall and handsome, looking down at the woman nestled in his arms with doting eyes.

There was a slight tingling in the eyes, and He Xiaoran felt that his whole heart was being twisted by a sharp knife, and he was about to suffocate from the pain.

He Xiaoran didn't understand why the wallpaper of Luoyang's mobile phone was their original wedding photo.

Then He Xiaoran tentatively entered the lock screen password, but it didn't change, it was still He Xiaoran's birthday.

As if being drawn by some kind of magic power, He Xiaoran looked Luoyang's cell phone inside and out. She swore that she never wanted to spy on anything, because she had long been ashamed of Luoyang.

I just want to prove that the photo on the screen is just a trick Luo Yang used to deceive her.

It turned out not to be, because Luoyang's photo album and space are full of He Xiaoran's photos. He kept every photo from when they first got together to when they separated. Those yellowed memories, sweet The past is clearly recorded in those photos.

What she couldn't understand the most was that there were many photos after they separated. From the angle of view, those photos were obviously taken secretly.

Luo Yang has been monitoring her.

Is it because of a disturbed conscience?He Xiaoran thought.

He Xiaoran sat on the sofa without moving for a long time, until the phone's message notification sounded again, and she came back to her senses, only to find that the phone was covered with water stains, she raised her hand to wipe her eyes quickly, and twitched She slapped herself, she didn't cry, she wouldn't cry.

She had already sworn that she would never shed a tear for that man again.

The pain on her face finally made her break free from the emotion just now.

However, the pain on his face hadn't disappeared, but his stomach began to tingle faintly, and then gradually intensified, and his forehead was also covered with cold sweat.