Ashes in the crematorium

Qin Sihao picked up the knife and fork again, and chewed slowly, "I just mentioned it casually, as for such a big reaction?"

Although Li Ran spoke calmly, he was suffocating, "According to the laws of our country, you have violated my right to privacy, and I have the right to sue you."

Song Ming looked at Li Ran, then at Qin Sihao, and smoothed things over, "No, Si Hao didn't mean anything malicious, and he didn't say anything to offend you, Li Ran, did you overreact?"

Did Qin Sihao curse someone?Humiliated him?No.

Why is he suddenly so angry?Song Ming turned his head to look at Ren Wanlin, who caused all the scourges of strife, thinking in his heart, he must have provoked him.

Ren Wanlin sliced ​​the steak gracefully and indifferently, as if nothing had happened, her lazy eyes flicked past the imminent gunpowder from time to time, as if she stayed out of the matter, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Qin Sihao pouted at Ren Wanlin, aren't you going to do something?

As for Ren Wanlin, she lightly took the wine glass, swirled the red wine in it, and acted like a melon-eating crowd.

Song Ming helplessly supported his forehead, forget it, do his shit, don't care.

Li Ran didn't know how much Qin Sihao dug up his past, but he desperately wanted to hide, and the past he wanted to get rid of was dug up again, was dug open, and bloody displayed in the sun, he felt that his heart was empty. up.

It seemed to be back to the past again, reminding him that he could never change, never want to break free.

His palms were soaked in sweat unknowingly. He looked at his cold hands and suddenly wanted to laugh. Sure enough, his body's reaction couldn't be fooled.

No matter how calm he pretended to be, it couldn't change the fact that he was afraid and timid.

Li Ran stood up while packing his things, he just wanted to leave this place now.

Song Ming asked puzzledly, "Are you leaving now?"

Li Ran who was ready nodded to Song Ming, then looked at Qin Sihao with a calm expression, "I can't eat this meal, Mr. Qin, I hope today is the last time I see you."

Qin Sihao also stood up from the dining table at this time, and finally there was a little bit of apology on his arrogant face, "I don't know where I offended you, but I still apologize to you first, I really have no malice towards you, After all, you have already divorced Mr. Ren, so what I do is meaningless."

Li Ran believed Qin Sihao's words, he was a person who would not be a thorn in his side, but he also didn't want to have anything to do with Qin Sihao, including Ren Wanlin or Song Ming.

They are not all the way, so why bother to make fun of themselves.

He's not that cheap, he's in a hurry to lick it, the biggest advantage of him, Li Ran, is his knowledge of current affairs.

"You didn't offend me, I just simply hate you."

Li Ran's words are very sincere and straightforward, so straightforward that people don't know how to answer them. Few people can say outright that they hate someone. With him being so calm, Song Ming really can't believe it. Thumbs up to him.

Qin Sihao was stunned for a moment, but Li Ran's outspokenness did not break the leisurely dignity on his face.

He sat down, put his hands casually on the clean table, and tapped lightly, "Okay, Mr. Li has already said so, what else can I do, the meeting will be indefinite."

Ren Wanlin propped his hands on the table. After watching the drama, there was still a hint of unsatisfaction in his eyes. At this moment, his eyes fell to the ground, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Li Ran's back had already gone far away, and he walked gracefully and simply, without any hesitation, and there was even a sense of relief after the torment.

As soon as Li Ran left, the whole dinner table became silent, the steak became cold and tasteless, and Song Ran was in no mood to continue.

"No? Si Hao, how did you do it?" Song Ran asked.

He has never seen Li Ran lose such a big temper. In his eyes, Li Ran has always been a sheep character, but who knows, the little sheep who has always been docile and grazing suddenly opened his mouth, and then a row of fangs, and then tell everyone, don't mess with me, I will bite.

Qin Sihao scoffed, "How would I know!"

Ren Wanlin got up at this moment, and adjusted his ironed hair. It seemed that he was about to go out. Qin Sihao raised his eyes at this moment, watched his movements and asked, "Where are you going?"

Ren Wanlin gave him an indifferent look, "Go back to the company."

"Aren't you going home after get off work? Are you sleeping in the company?" Qin Sihao wouldn't believe this perfunctory reason.

It's a pity that Ren Wanlin didn't plan to explain to Qin Sihao, and didn't even give him a decent excuse, and he was about to leave with the wind on his feet.

The knife and fork in Qin Sihao's playing hands fell into the plate with a bang, and there was a wave of anger hidden in it, "I thought you divorced because of me."

Song Ming smelled a puff of gunpowder smoke, and watched the new battlefield gradually take shape with sharp eyes. He vacated the field thoughtfully, "I have something to talk to you slowly." Then he quickly escaped, fearing that the flames would spread to innocent people.

Both of them are ancestors, and no one can afford to offend them.

Ren Wanlin looked at Qin Sihao, her gaze remained unchanged, "I divorced only for myself, not for you."

Qin Sihao tightened his grip on the props, and his tone remained the same, still frivolous, "I thought we were together."

Ren Wanlin threw him a look of "I want me to think, don't want you to think", and then walked away in a cool and unrestrained manner.

The rest of Qin Sihao's face was as dark as Guan Gong's.

When Li Ran left the restaurant, some icy and cool wind was blowing on his face, and the top of his head was slightly moist. He looked up to the sky, and there was some drizzle in the sky, but he did not avoid it, lowered his head and continued walking, just in time His pent-up anger cooled down by the way.

He's not the kind of guy who can't control his anger, on the contrary he's pretty good at it.Even if his anger is off the charts, he can still act like a normal person.

Thinking back to when he was in the second year of high school, he was splashed with soup by a customer, and the store manager scolded him with an apologetic smile on his face. All he could think of in his mind were English words.

Unexpectedly, the skill he was so proud of failed tonight. Did his endurance skill degenerate, or did he stop cooking?

But now, he doesn't want to care about it anymore, fuck it, don't care about it, just do whatever you want!Just treat him as insane indirectly.

When he was walking on the road, the soles of his feet were as heavy as two huge lead stones, and he was so tired that he could hardly walk.

He simply didn't leave, he sat on the side of the road, took out a cigarette from his pocket, the faint flame danced, illuminating his dead eyes, he took a deep breath, the taste of nicotine was in his mouth, nicotine was like It seemed that there was an anesthesia effect, and the heart gradually lost consciousness.

After smoking one after another, the cigarette butts twisted by the shoes lay twisted on the ground, this cigarette became addictive, and Li Ran couldn't stop for a while.

There was the sound of brakes on the road, and the friction between the wheels and the ground gave off a smell of burning glue.A car stopped nearby, and a pair of polished leather shoes got out of the car, with a cold light, walking in front of him.

Li Ran's already paralyzed reflex arc gradually regained consciousness, he raised his head slowly, and looked at the person standing in front of him.

Li Ran took a puff of smoke, squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was drunk, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.

The owner of the leather shoes walked up to him and looked down at him with indifferent eyes.

He flicked the cigarette, and the freshly burnt ashes fell on Ren Wanlin's leather shoes, like snow, covering the clean surface of the shoes.

He took out a new cigarette from his pocket, handed it to Ren Wanlin who was looking down at him, and asked him calmly, "Do you smoke?"

Ren Wanlin took it and squatted down, his indifferent eyes met Li Ran's not sober eyes, he put Li Ran's cigarette in his mouth, and waited for Li Ran to light it.

Li Ran paused for a moment, and after reflecting what he meant, he slowly took out the lighter and lit it for Ren Wanlin.

Ren Wanlin's eyes fell on Li Ran's hand, watching him proficiently light and flick the cigarette, and the comfortable expression of exhaling second-hand smoke fully shows that he is not the one who just learned, on the contrary, the smoking age may Not lost to him.

"Do you know how to smoke?" Ren Wanlin, who was like a flower of the kaolin and ignored everyone, had a rare curious expression on her face.

"En." Li Ran's gaze fell on the ground, and he replied listlessly.

"Why have I never seen you smoke?" Ren Wanlin asked curiously.

"Xiao Ran is at home. It's best not to have this smell in the house. It's not good for children." Li Ran flicked the ashes again, and the wind blew over, and some of the debris floated to Ren Wanlin's flat black suit On the bed, the black one is stained with a few white flowers, which is very conspicuous.

Seeing this, Ren Wanlin frowned, and reached out to brush off the white ash on her clothes. Unexpectedly, the ash was not wiped off, and it became more and more smeared, turning from a little bit into a piece.

Li Ran saw Ren Wanlin's movements and his increasingly serious expression, and reached out to help, but the stubborn Bai Hui seemed to be deliberately trying to make things difficult for him, and stuck to him, refusing to leave.

Helpless, Li Ran withdrew his hand and ignored it.

In the end, Ren Wanlin sighed and seemed to have given up.

Ren Wanlin said at this time, "If you can quit smoking, don't smoke it anymore."

Li Ran held the cigarette on his finger, looked at the end of the cigarette, and watched the faint fire light gradually move down, "Do you know why it's hard to quit smoking? It's just a word, cool!"

Li Ran half-closed his eyes, and breathed out a puff of smoke comfortably, "When you're having a good time, how can you remember the dangers of nicotine?"

Ren Wanlin was silent for a moment, obviously thinking that what Li Ran said was also reasonable.

"Haven't smoked in six years?" Ren Wanlin asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah..." Li Ran was a little ignorant.

Ren Wanlin sneered, and then looked at the cigarette butt at Li Ran's feet with complicated eyes, not knowing whether it was a compliment or a mockery, "Six years, you can bear it."

Li Ran turned his head to look at Ren Wanlin, met a pair of eyes that looked at him indifferently, and joked, "My endurance has always been very good, so strong that I'm even afraid of myself."

Ren Wanlin faced Li Ran and exhaled a puff of smoke. Under the smog in the night, Li Ran's face was hazy, most of it was hidden in the darkness, and the prying tone in his voice became more and more intense, "Then why can't you bear it?"

Li Ran simply replied, "Just for fun."

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