After divorcing the slag dog, he joined a wealthy family

He was the only one in the elevator. He should have just come out of the box. He was only wearing a white shirt with a few buttons unbuttoned, revealing his slender and delicate collarbone.

He was holding an end-of-burn cigarette in one hand, and the curl of smoke slowly rose from his eyes, obscuring his gaze when he looked at him.

The man raised his head subconsciously, looking at him with eyes full of indifference, that expression was a bit reserved and indifferent.

Lin Luo was stunned for a moment, and the steps that were originally raised were stopped abruptly. He didn't expect to meet him here, his ex-husband, Ji Shiqian.

City C is just that big, isn't it unexpected?

It's just...he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Lin Luo paused for only two seconds, and he reacted almost subconsciously by stepping back and choosing to hide and escape.

Seeing Lin Luo's face with Ji Shiqian's cold gaze, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the sharp tingling almost forced his tears out.

Is it a dream?Or was he drunk and hallucinating?He didn't have time to think about it, when he watched the man in front of him turn around, he quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms: "Luo Luo...is that you?"

He was so strong that he pinched Lin Luo into a frown. Ji Shiqian looked at him, but his eyes were empty, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

The cigarette in his hand burned to the end, Ji Shiqian pinched the cigarette butt that was glowing orange in his palm, a tingling pain came from his palm, forcing him to burst into tears.

It was really not a dream, he saw Lin Luo, his Luo Luo.

He hugged the man in his arms tightly as if he had found a treasure, buried his nose between his neck and sniffed his body.

Everyone told him that Lin Luo was dead and his body sank into the sea. Even Lu Yixuan gave up looking for it and built a tomb for him.

But he didn't believe it. For the past three years, he had tried his best to find him, and finally saw him today.

"Luo Luo... Luo Luo... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Lin Luo turned a deaf ear to it, the three words Ji Shiqian said had no meaning to him anymore, his only thought now was to stay away, stay away from Ji Shiqian.

He took a deep breath, relaxed his stiff body, then turned around pretending to be nonchalant and looked directly at Ji Shiqian.

"Sir, I think you've got the wrong person."

He remained calm, with a hypocritical smirk raised at the corner of his mouth, which made it impossible to see the clue.

In the past three years, what he has learned the most and what he has done the most is how to disguise. He has always done a good job, but when he felt the moisture from his neck, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. It felt like a needle prick, and even the fingertips were trembling with pain.

Hearing this, Ji Shiqian put his arm around Lin Luo's shoulder and turned around, the two looked at each other.

A moment later, Ji Shiqian smiled. He raised his hand to gently stroke the curvature of Lin Luo's cheek, depicting his facial features, and finally gently held his chin.

"I'm not mistaken, you are my Lin Luo." As he spoke, he hugged his shoulders tightly, kissed his forehead, bridge of nose, lips, tears made every kiss salty.

Lin Luo didn't know why he didn't dodge. His feet seemed to be nailed in place and he couldn't move. When he reacted, Ji Shiqian had already let go of him and pinched his face, as if to confirm whether he was living.

"You really didn't die."

No, he is already dead. Three years ago, Lin Luo jumped into the sea in despair and drowned long ago. Now he is the reborn him.

Ji Shiqian's haggard face was reflected in Lin Luo's dark eyes.

"Sir, you really misunderstood the person." Seeing Ji Shiqian's puzzled gaze, Lin Luo cleverly pushed him away, then took two steps back to keep a safe distance.

He explained with a helpless smile, "Many people have misunderstood me since I came here, saying that I look very similar to a person who jumped into the sea and died."

Ji Shiqian affirmed: "No, you are not alike, you are the same person."

Although Lin Luo's acting skills were perfect and impeccable, in his eyes there were still many loopholes.

"You are Lin Luo, why did you lie to me?" Ji Shiqian stared at him firmly, clenched his fists hard, his chest heaving, "If not, then why did you hide from me the first time you saw me?"

Lin Luo looked into his eyes, the blue eyes seemed to contain a thousand words, grievance, unwillingness, annoyance, love and apology, as well as a deep sense of powerlessness.

"I'm not avoiding you, I just remembered that I didn't take something important." After speaking, Lin Luo turned around stiffly.

He was walking back, thinking about how to get rid of the person in front of him, when Ji Shiqian behind him snatched the document package in his hand unexpectedly.

He turned his head and saw that Ji Shiqian had opened the file bag and focused on those files.

Ji Shiqian only glanced at it, and when he saw the group column, his expression suddenly became dark.

"Are you at Lu Yixuan's?"

Lin Luo didn't answer his question, he stretched out his hand: "Give me back the document."

Ji Shiqian put away the documents in his hand, and pulled Lin Luo into the elevator with his long hand. The elevator rose slowly and stopped after reaching the fifth floor.

Ji Shiqian's mind was in a mess, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He took Lin Luo's hand and entered a room without hesitation, took out the key card and pushed him in.

The room was pitch black, and even the outline could not be seen. Ji Shiqian pressed the person against the wall, and only heard a snapping sound, and the whole room was lit up.

Ji Shiqian held Lin Luo down, and the dull pain in his heart almost made him unable to straighten up. He slowly clenched his fists, staring at Lin Luo's face with blood red eyes, and uttered two words through gritted teeth: "Lin Luo."

Lin Luo was much calmer than before. After adapting to the light, she calmly raised her head and looked directly at him. Ji Shiqian was staring at him like a wolf, his eyes were red, as if he would pounce on him at any moment.

He knew that he couldn't hide from the person in front of him, after all he was not Lu Yixuan.

"It's me, I'm not dead, I'm back."

This short sentence turned into thousands of sharp knives and pierced into Ji Shiqian's heart. He could hardly breathe, and every gasp was accompanied by great pain.

He thought that the pain he had experienced in the past three years had already made him numb, but now...he felt that his body was riddled with holes, which was countless times greater than the pain he had endured in those three years.

He was already choked by the emotion that was on the verge of collapse, and the two of them looked at each other for more than ten seconds before he said in a hoarse voice: "You are alive, but you refuse to see me or tell me, I found you It's been three years... I also recognize these things, but why did you return to City C and would rather choose Lu Yixuan than see me."

"Seeing you now...you still lied to me... Lin Luo, how much do you hate me? Why do you treat me like this?"

Ji Shiqian's tears flowed out violently. He hugged Lin Luo, like grabbing a life-saving straw in a desperate situation. Once he let go, the person in front of him would disappear, and he would fall into the abyss again.

For more than 1000 days in the past three years, he really didn't know how he got here. He lived in longing and pain every second, and the scars on his body burned one after another.

He counted the days and made an agreement for four years. If he hadn't found Lin Luo after four years, he would go down to accompany him.

Fortunately, God did not give up on him. Lin Luo came back, but it was not by his side, but by Lu Yixuan's side. He didn't even want to see him.

Perhaps this was the punishment Lin Luo brought him, and he couldn't get what he wanted.

Ji Shiqian has completely collapsed.

Seeing Ji Shiqian's crazy expression and tears constantly falling, Lin Luo was stunned for a moment, as if his heart was tightly pinched by an invisible hand, which made him a little suffocated.

"Ji Shiqian, no matter who I am with, we are impossible, besides... you are living well now, what difference does it make if I die or not?"

Lin Luo asked himself that he didn't have such a big heart, he couldn't forgive Lu Yixuan, and he couldn't forgive Ji Shiqian either.

He once loved him deeply, and entered into the palace of marriage with him. It was he who made him believe in love again, but this love ended in less than seven months.

He lost in a mess. In the past three years, he has been warning himself all the time, don't forget the pain when the scar is healed.

The words Lin Luo said were like a boning knife severed the ribs of his chest. Ji Shiqian let go of him, tightly covering the position of his heart, and endured the soreness of his nasal cavity, which was difficult. Asked: "How are you doing?"

These three words were simply a great irony. He tore open his clothes vigorously with both hands, and the buttons snapped off.

"Lin Luo, do you think I'm doing well after seeing this?"

Lin Luo couldn't find any blood on his face, and even his lips were abnormally gray. He stared blankly at the wounds on Ji Shiqian's body. There were shallow and deep wounds, old sores and new scars, and the most eye-catching thing was Those uneven scratches on the heart.

Lin Luo didn't know how hard Ji Shiqian used to grab it out, as if trying to force out his heart.

"Ji Shiqian, why bother?" No one is more familiar with the scars on his body than him, because he used to have 26 of the same scars on his body, but Ji Shiqian's scars are much more serious and much more than his.

Lin Luo couldn't figure out the meaning of what Ji Shiqian did, was he punishing himself?But he is already "dead", so who do these things for?

Ji Shiqian was still staring at him, his expression distorted by pain, "Yeah, it's meaningless, no matter how much I repent, you won't forgive me, let alone start over with me, what is this called... this is called self-inflicted !"

Lin Luo couldn't even make a smirk. He pushed him away, holding the doorknob with his right hand to leave, but Ji Shiqian held his left wrist tightly at this moment, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Lin Luo Luo, let me ask you, did you return to Lu Yixuan's side for the child, or for him?"

"My answer is the same as it was three years ago."

Ji Shiqian opened his mouth, he looked at Lin Luo with blurred eyes, and after half the payment, he let go of his hand: "I see."