Self-investment

Su Yanran responded to Jian Ling's question with a self-deprecating chuckle. Guan Xu looked up at Su Yanran, then at Jian Ling, and asked with a smile, "If you see a bullet hit Luo Yimu's ear Wiping it away, Luo Yimu's life could be killed by only one centimeter, can you forgive the murderer?"

Human beings are naturally selfish, this is an indelible animal nature engraved in genes, one's own feelings touch the feelings of one's lover, and then spread to other people, connecting the world, Jian Ling only heard Luo Yimu's The pain of flesh and blood made him almost crazy at that moment, only because of Luo Yimu's pain, and his heart was bleeding, so he couldn't care about the reason.

What Guan Xu said is right, no one can maintain reason and be compassionate when seeing his lover's life threatened. From another perspective, if Jian Ling is Su Yanran, she will wish to never see Luo Yimu again for the rest of her life , only when Luo Yimu died and disappeared in this world, otherwise he couldn't help but think of how bad she was back then, and almost ruined his lover.

Reason is one thing, feeling is another.Jian Ling understood rationally, but couldn't accept it emotionally, so she simply said: "I have to go back, Mumu is still waiting for me." Get up and prepare to leave.

"It's almost the last bit, don't you want to finish listening?" Guan Xu raised his voice, "Don't you want to know why Luo Yimu ran away from home?"

Jian Ling paused.

"On the day Su Yanran and Li Qianshi got married, Luo Yimu's father was worried that she would do something impulsive again, so he found a reason to lure her back to Luo's house and locked her in the basement for a week."

"Shortly after that, Luo Yimu left."

Luo Yimu is calm, rational, and quick thinking. If it was just an ordinary room, she could easily escape. No one can guarantee what she will do after escaping. It seems that locking her up has become the only choice.

From Luo Yimu's misbehavior in the past, it seemed logical.

Jian Ling smiled sarcastically, thinking that Luo Kelin was worthy of being a businessman, and he knew how to obtain the maximum benefit with the minimum cost for his daughter.

"Thank you for telling me this." Jian Ling said dryly, and then left without looking back.

In just one hour, she seemed to accompany Luo Yimu to experience her life all over again, physically and mentally exhausted, and the only thought in her mind now was to return to Luo Yimu's side as soon as possible.In the past, Jian Ling was extremely tired, and wanted Luo Yimu to hug her, coax her, and speak softly to warm her heart.At this moment, Jian Ling wanted to see Luo Yimu quickly, but wanted to hug her, coax her, hide her in his arms, and let her rest her head on his shoulder without saying anything. , as long as you hold her.

Hold her and let her know that there will always be someone in this world who will love her unconditionally, even if what she does is wrong in everyone's eyes.

Jian Ling thought so, and did so.She walked briskly at first, and her pace became faster and faster, turning into a trot, and then into a vigorous sprint like a [-]-meter sprint. She was extremely tired and out of breath, and opened the bedroom door violently, with a bang.

Luo Yimu looked up in surprise, and saw that Jian Ling's short hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his scalp, holding on to the door frame and panting hard.

The summer breeze blows the tulle curtains, and the afternoon sun falls on Luo Yimu's long hair, which is quiet and gentle, but Jane Ling still has the sequelae of strenuous running. Stuffy, in addition to these very direct and rough discomforts, there is also a heart, which is so subtle and delicate that people cannot detect it.

Luo Yimu opened the corner of his mouth, and just about to smile, he asked Jian Ling jokingly whether he was looking for something to eat or went to run a marathon. He just opened his mouth a little, and was caught off guard by Jian Ling's embrace.

Jian Ling hugged her with all her strength, and put her ear on his chest, Luo Yimu could easily hear her heartbeat.

Luo Yimu has heard this voice a thousand or eight hundred times, and he never gets tired of hearing it. Every time he listens to it, he feels the ultimate enjoyment. He must close his eyes, feel Jian Ling's vigorous vitality, and listen to the rush of her blood.

In the golden sunshine, the two cuddled tightly, and neither of them spoke.

After hearing Jian Ling's heartbeat calmed down, Luo Yimu said, "Have you recovered?" It sounded like he was pretending to be relaxed on purpose.

Jian Ling and Luo Yimu have been together for so long, and it's easy to tell whether her tone is genuine or fake.

"Mmm." Jane Lingweng responded indifferently.

"Then continue to answer the question from an hour ago, terminology explanation, 'Heaven-Altar-Constitution-Chapter'."

Jian Ling was indignant: "Are you human? I'm so tired, yet you force me to study."

Luo Yimu said happily, "What do you want me to do? Take a nap with you?"

Jian Ling raised her lips, "That's a good idea."

Luo Yimu really put down the computer to accompany her to take a nap, the two hugged and lay on the bed, Jian Ling grabbed Luo Yimu's hand and played with it, Luo Yimu suddenly said: "Do you know why I met you that day?"

"When?" Jian Ling spread out Luo Yimu's palm, closed his own, and compared the size of his hand with her, "The day we first met?"

"Ah."

"I already know."

I didn't think about that before, but in retrospect, it was probably the Luo family who informed Luo Yimu about Su Yanran's childbirth that day.

Jian Ling used to think that Su Yanran was Luo Yimu's ex, maybe even his first love, but now that she thinks about it, Su Yanran is more like Luo Yimu's belief or spiritual sustenance when she was young. Yanran added that she never thought of healing, so Su Yanran fell in love with someone else, and for Luo Yimu, it was like the world collapsed.

"Mumu, have I filled the hole in your heart?" Jian Ling suddenly asked without thinking.

Without too much explanation, Luo Yimu can naturally understand what she wants to ask.

"Better." Luo Yimu said, "You helped me heal it."

The wound that has been filled is fragile after all. One day in the future, it may fall off and crack again, and when it heals, the hole slowly grows flesh and blood, no bleeding, no pain, and finally becomes a wound. Shallow scars are called memories.

Memories are painful, memories are objective.

"Do you still hate your father?" Jian Ling paused for a few seconds and added, "There is also Su Yanran."

"A little bit, but it's more about embarrassment." Luo Yimu smiled, "Guan Xu said that I was running away, so he can't be wrong. Those things are over for me, but I dare not tell you myself."

"Afraid I'll laugh at you?"

"Ah."

Jian Ling was happy, and pinched Luo Yimu's face, "Silly Mumu, what's the joke, who hasn't had a youth rebellious period yet, how about I tell you the story of my sixteen or seventeen years old next time? How about a black history swap? I'm fair."

Luo Yimu smiled, "I don't want to hear it."

"Why? Do you dislike me?"

Luo Yimu was silent.

It is impossible to dislike her, but if she hears the stories about Jian Ling and her countless ex-girlfriends, it will be very difficult for Luo Yimu to restrain his inner anger...

……

The wedding arrived as scheduled.

The grand wedding that caused a sensation in the whole city, all kinds of luxury cars poured in from all directions, converging towards Luo's house like a snowflake, Jian Ling didn't care about the hustle and bustle of guests, they only wanted to see his bride.

When Luo Yimu came out holding Luo Kelin's hand, Jian Ling held her breath, her mind was empty, she couldn't think of anything, only Luo Yimu was wearing a wedding dress and a veil, walking towards her step by step, opening her eyes. At the moment when the veil was veiled, she didn't care about whether it was in compliance with the rules, or whether there were guests and media reporters present. Before the witnesses could read the oath, Jian Ling stepped forward and said in Luo Yimu's ear, "Sorry, I can't help it." .”

Luo Yijing tilted his head slightly and smiled at her, with a pair of red lips emitting a moist light.

Jian Ling grabbed her neck and kissed her directly.

"Wow—" the guests exclaimed excitedly, and even started whistling.

Luo Yijing, who was wearing a wedding dress, was sweeter than any other moment, with entangled breaths, Jian Ling didn't want to stop at all.

Until the oxygen in her lungs was exhausted, Jane let go of Luo Yijiu, panted for two seconds, and wanted to ask again, only to hear Luo Yijiu whispering in her ear, "The rings haven't been exchanged yet."

Jian Ling frowned slightly, "Why is it so troublesome, can't you just enter the bridal chamber?"

Luo Yimu laughed captivatingly, "It's a long night, so why rush for a while?"

"It should be that the good night is too short, and we must race against time."

A wedding ceremony was full of twists and turns, until Luo Yimu and Jian Ling exchanged rings, and after saying I would, the witness finally heaved a sigh of relief, "Now I announce that you are ending wife and wife, and now the bride can kiss the bride."

Luo Kelin and Fang Hua sat in the first row holding hands, and they wiped the corners of their eyes at the same time when they heard this sentence.

After the wedding ceremony was completed, everyone blessed them one after another, and the wedding banquet had to continue. They accepted everyone's blessings and also accepted the media's request to take pictures. Jian Ling took Luo Yimu to sneak out and went straight to the wedding room.

Luo Yimu smiled lightly, Ren Jianling pulled her wrist forward, only stopped at the moment she pushed the door into the bridal chamber, and refused to go in.

"What's wrong?" Jian Linghou asked anxiously.

Luo Yimu stretched out his arms, "We agreed to carry me into the bridal chamber?"

"That's it." Jian Ling rubbed her hands together, laughing eagerly, "That's a must, okay, can I not hug my own daughter-in-law?"

She took a deep breath, bent over, and put her arms under Luo Yimu's legs.

The thick and wide wedding dress made her a little bit unable to use it, so she squatted down, holding her breath and straining.

Did not hold up.

"Can you do it?" Luo Yimu blinked, bit her ear, and said, "wife?"

"You underestimated your wife, didn't you?" Jian Ling wiped off his sweat, gritted his teeth and smiled, and held his breath again. This time, he hugged Luo Yimu horizontally. Although it was not very easy, it was much lighter than before. .

Jian Ling suddenly realized that just now Luo Yimu was secretly trying hard to make things difficult for her.Jian Ling raised the corners of his mouth evilly, "Okay, dare to play tricks on me, and see how I deal with you later."

Luo Yimu's two snow-white arms were wrapped around Jian Ling's, and he smiled indulgently, "Honey, I can't wait for you to clean me up."

Jian Ling's breathing became rough, and he threw Luo Yimu on the bed in three steps at a time. The door was locked, and he turned to look at Luo Yimu.

Luo Yimu was half lying on the bed, his fragrant shoulders were half exposed, his slender neck and delicate collarbone were shining brightly, with a smile on his lips, his eyes were half-closed in spring, and the end of his eyes were raised up movingly. , her beautiful arms voluntarily climbed onto Jian Ling's shoulders.

"Finally the day has come." Jian Ling licked her lips.

Luo Yimu's red lips pressed against Jian Ling's ears, laughing until her spine went numb, "Come on, I can't wait."

Being turned into a red wave, outside the window, a round of moon rose perfectly.

Jian Ling thought that she and Luo Yimu were actually the same person.

None of their lives started with happiness, but fortunately, Jian Ling and Luo Yimu met.

If Jian Ling hadn't met Luo Yimu that day, maybe she would still be a careless bastard, if Luo Yimu hadn't met Jian Ling, maybe she would still have been a withdrawn, weird, indifferent professor who made people shy away .

How can there be so many ifs, Jian Ling suddenly laughed, met, grabbed, never let go, and treated her well.

From then on, they lived a happy life of ordinary people.

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The author has something to say: There will be another chapter tomorrow, and then the full text will be finished. Thank you for your support all the way. I want to say a lot, but I can’t say it at this moment. Thank you Jian Ling and Luo Yimu for their company. I also hope that they will accompany you and have a good time.

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