I just like you as a weak and delicate white lotus

"But more than ten years have passed, and there hasn't been any." Bai Meixian covered her pale face weakly, "I know I'm sorry for him, but Bai Lian must fall in love with the president! This is an irreversible fate! We are destined to have no good results of."

She suddenly took her hand away, opened her red eyes, and panted: "I know...I know what he wants to do."

"Maybe you don't know, mixed race is very tragic, there is no way to fall in love with human beings, they will not feel any love! My son, my son has been empty and pale for 23 years." Her words opened the knot Scar's wound, "He can only fall in love with a purebred white lotus, but now the white lotus is driven to extinction because of human selfishness! There are almost no pure white lotuses left! My son finally met one and wanted to kill him with his own hands."

The president's heart suddenly became cold.

"Shun Han must have been misled. He thought that killing Bailian would get the medicine Yinzi, and if he ate it, he would become a real person."

The president took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but his fingertips were trembling.

Bai Lian... Bai Lian and Xiang Han haven't had... news for a long time.

Amidst Bai Meixian's crying, the CEO slammed the door and left.

The vice president hadn't reacted yet, but saw the president's pale face, red eyes and desperately running forward, sitting in the car without saying a word, and drove away.

The vice president is heartbroken.

The president is almost crazy looking for the man all over the world.

But no, no one knew where he was, and the president felt at a loss for the first time.

"Don't have an accident." The president closed his eyes, put his hand on the steering wheel, stopped the car and put his head on his arm.

Growing up, the CEO was forced to read many, many classics. The hero and heroine of each book will encounter a crisis, which is related to life and death. As long as they survive, they will be able to stay together forever.

The male protagonist in every book will find the female protagonist and save her desperately at critical moments.

The president suddenly felt that he had failed, and his failure was overwhelming.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, the president picked it up, it was Bai Lian.

"Mr. Zong! President! I, I, I, I will tell you! Su Han suddenly wanted to kill me, but he didn't hit me hehe, now I'm at Nanwan, come and pick me up, okay?" Bai Lian's tone was exceptional. Like a baby.

The other end of the phone was very quiet, and when Bai Lian was about to ask again, she heard a soft sigh.

"it is good."

The president hung up Bailian's phone, flew up happily, suddenly remembered the vice president, and called him while driving.

"I'm sorry for the vice president, I left in a hurry just now... well, I'll go to Nanwan later." The president's slightly red smile on the tip of his ears showed on his face, which was extremely charming, "I'll pick up the person I like back Home."

Along the way, the president was thinking about the love words he had learned for more than ten years, and when the time came, he would tell Bai Lian, and let that guy cry and shout to marry him, just think about it and feel good.

"Bai Lian! I'll come..." The president smiled warmly, but the scene in front of him made his smile freeze.

Su Han knelt on the ground, blood and tears dripped down the corners of his lips.

In front of Xun Han stood a man, a hunchbacked old man with a kind smile.

In the hand of the old man, he grabbed this withered white lotus covered with blood.

"President..." Xiang Han looked desperately at the stunned president, tried his best to hold back his tears, and opened his mouth tremblingly and silently.

The shape of the mouth is clearly speaking.

"he died."

Xiang Han's expression was very painful, not only because of the pain, but more importantly because of what he had just experienced with his own eyes.

"You lied to me." The president was silent for a long time, then rushed up suddenly, grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him up violently, gnashing his teeth, "I tell you, I just answered the phone with him!"

The wound on Xunhan's back was torn, and his suit was wet with blood. He shook his head in pain and covered his face with his hands, choked up and just repeated sorry.

The president suddenly laughed, and his eyes were red: "Xiao Han, you are a fucking bastard!"

If it was before, Xiang Han would definitely scold back mercilessly.

But this time, the answer to the president was still crying sorry.

The old man with a kind smile stroked the withered white lotus in his hand with his fingers, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"It's really hard work for you..." The old man kissed the withered yellow petals, "Sure enough, the little thing didn't disappoint me."

"You are the cursed dark black and white lotus." The president said harshly.

"Ah, you know?" The old man smiled, and the deep wrinkles around his eyes appeared, "You must have met Ah Xian, how is it? How is she doing?"

The president smiled coldly, stood up straight and straightened his back: "Without your absolution, she lived very comfortably."

The old man smiled nonchalantly, raised the white lotus in his hand, and turned his gaze back to Xiang Han.

"I haven't told you the truth. In fact, isn't it just to fall in love with someone and experience the wonderful feeling if you want to become a real person? You've almost done it. You met my little Bailian." The old man smiled like a The fox who stole the delicious food, "You two are naturally attracted to each other. After a long time, you will soon fall in love and cannot extricate yourself. I wonder if you two have developed to this point?"

"But it doesn't matter if you don't arrive. My little Bailian has already given herself! You can't love anyone else anymore. Do you know why I took revenge so late? I just want you to experience loneliness and Despair, when you are used to being numb to this feeling, I will give you hope again, and then, use the fire to sweep hope into a ball of ashes, a ball of dead ashes."

Xun Han held his belly and laughed, laughing almost insanely.

The president's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked up at the blurry ceiling.

The door was suddenly opened, and the vice president came with Bai Meixian.

"Amu!" Bai Meixian yelled with tears.

Xun Han froze, looked back slowly, his voice was fine lines: "Mom...Mom."

Bai Meixian heard this feeble cry, ran over and knelt on the ground and hugged Xun Han: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry child."

Xun Han didn't speak, but buried his head in his mother's chest and trembled.

When the old man saw his former lover, his heart was complicated, and he smiled and said, "Axian, how are you doing?"

"Bai Mu." Bai Meixian's tears kept falling like broken beads, she hugged Sang Han carefully, gently rubbed her face against Sang Han's head, and said with a smile, "Let's let each other go. "

The old man remained silent, and raised the withered flower high with one hand, a moon-white flame suddenly ignited in his palm.

"No! Give it back to me!" The president rushed over desperately, but the vice president grabbed him tightly and refused to let go.

The president roared heart-piercingly, as if the harder he struggled and the louder he roared, he could snatch the withered white lotus from the old man's hand.

The president's eyes were already blurred, and he could only see a white flame dancing in the air in front of him.

The burning was so violent, as if it was connected to his own soul.

The pain is overwhelming, heart-piercing, and dull pain until there is no more waves.

The president suddenly remembered the question Bai Lian had asked. He asked himself what kind of person he thought he was.

Tell you now, tell you loudly, tell you one last time.

"You who are in high spirits, you who are unexpected, you who are the warmest."

What kind of you, I like you, only you.

The president has stopped struggling, and he said as if he was a walking dead, his voice was extremely hoarse with an undetectable crying tone: "Let me go."

The vice president also blushed anxiously: "Don't be like this..."

"What can I do? That's it." The president smiled slightly, exhausting all his strength. He broke the vice president's hands on his waist and walked in front of the old man step by step.

In the black eyes, there was neither sadness nor joy, just as silent as death.He just looked at the old man like this, then slowly squatted down, and very slowly picked up the fallen ashes on the ground with his hands.

Cover it carefully, and put it tightly on your heart.

"Let's go, leave them alone, Bailian, let's go home." The president bent his eyes, with tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

People along the way turned their heads frequently, looking at this handsome stranger curiously.

He kept muttering in his mouth, and a bold person walked over and pretended to be side by side and listened secretly, only to find that this person had been talking love words in his mouth.

The person who pretended to be parallel stopped, and his little friends surrounded him and asked curiously.

"What did he say!"

The person who secretly walked with the president rubbed his head: "He didn't say anything, he said."

"The CEO's life is very long, and he must spend it with interesting people."

"If possible, I want to meet you later, and then I will be you for the rest of my life."

"Do you know that I really want to have a long and big future with you, I really want to give you all the good things, I really want to love you unscrupulously, I really want to hold you and cry hard, but you gone."

"Do you like a CEO like me who doesn't follow the rules? Whether you like it or not." The pale smile of the good-looking man and his last words resounded in the passerby's mind.

"I just like a delicate white lotus like you."

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☆, extra sweet honey

*External episode [-] "Song Han's Diary" The things related to you can only be copied by memory

The ending of a mixed race is not destined to be happy.

My mother told me to try my best to live on, regardless of the thorns or the abyss ahead, and work hard to live on.

When I saw you for the first time, I was really fascinated by the wonderful feeling, but I am a mixed race, a male supporting role.

It is doomed that there is no way to be your breeze and bright moon.

I'm sorry, I really didn't want to hurt you.

After you left, I would suddenly think of your bright smile when you were working, resting, sleeping, and eating, and the little glints in your eyes could not help but flash.

Suddenly I wondered, does this count as working, sleeping, eating, and shopping with you?

There are many, many things I want to tell you, but after thinking about it, they are nothing more than some vulgar words that are not popular.

Sure enough, the president must say love words.

There is one more thing I want to tell you, President.

I like you more than I do.

Good morning Bailian. *Special episode [-] "The song will never leave (pen refill)"

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Since the white lotus left, the president has fallen in love with the plant white lotus, and he began to grow white lotus.

The president put Bailian's ashes in a glass bottle, made a small hole in the mouth of the bottle and passed a rope through it, and wore it every day.

One night, the president suddenly heard a sound in his sleep.

The president struggled to get out of the warm blanket, put on a coat and walked out slowly to the flower pond.

"I'm fine."

"How could I become a spirit? Didn't I say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they were not allowed to become a spirit! Why did I become a spirit?"

From a distance, the CEO stared blankly at the back of the newly matured man who was talking to himself in front of him, which was somewhat blurred in the dark night.