Chapter 7: Humble Love
In a blink of an eye, winter is coming, and the winter in Y City does not often snow, but the biting cold wind is unusually cold.
Lin Ruoshui has been in the hospital for more than half a year, and the stomach bleeding that vomits every time she takes chemotherapy makes her feel painful, but fortunately, the effect is not bad, and she is much better.
On this day, Su Ranran took Lin Ruoshui for a walk in the hospital.
Lin Ruoshui looked at it without focus, and the calm lake was in a daze.
"Ruoshui, what are you thinking?" asked Su Ranran worriedly.
"Yesterday, there was a girl about my age, who was sick like me, and ...... died."
"The day before yesterday, there was a man who proposed marriage in the ward, and his girlfriend had leukemia and couldn't live for a few days......"
"Last week, there was a woman with breast cancer, who had just undergone surgery, received a divorce text message from her husband, and jumped off the building......"
"Ranran, if you have a disease like ours, is there a future?"
Lin Ruoshui was expressionless, with a vicissitudes of life, his eyes were empty, and his voice was calm and a little terrifying.
"Ruoshui, you have to be stronger than them to overcome the disease, don't think about whether it's good or not. Su Ranran comforted.
Lin Ruoshui nodded and asked softly, "Ranran, is Dong Xingliang really married to that woman?"
Su Ranran's eyes flashed with a trace of pain, biting her lip and nodding gently, the bed sheets and quilt covers she chose, the hotel dishes she chose, and the wedding invitations she chose...... Nothing was changed, just a bride, which is really ironic to think about.
"Do you still love him?" asked Lin Ruoshui.
"Love, what can it be, what can it be, what can it be, if you don't let go of him, how can you let go of myself, I have resigned, and there must be a new beginning in life. Su Ranran's sad eyes looked at the dead leaves on the tree, and said lightly.
......
"Didn't you say that you will get married when you buy a house next year, and you have used all the money you have saved to treat your sister, what will we use to buy a house?" a familiar voice came.
"Linlin, if it were your family and they urgently needed money, would you still say that? Besides, our family doesn't have a place for you to live, can't we buy it in two years? Why do you have to have a car and a house to get married?" said the man in a formal suit, who was tall and extremely handsome, frowned and said unhappily.
"If you must, give the down payment to your sister for treatment, we will break up, I don't want to live a hard life with you. The woman said ruthlessly.
"Can't you wait a year?" the man asked with sad eyes.
"I don't want to wait, don't come to me in the future!" said he left without looking back.
Sun Lin's back when she left pierced Lin Ruoshui's heart like a needle, and tears couldn't help but flow, it was because of her that her brother fell out of love, she was the disaster of this family, and she dragged everyone down.
"Ruoshui, don't cry, be strong. Ran Ran comforted distressedly.
Hearing the voice, Lin Haoyu hurriedly turned around, and when he saw someone not far away, he hurriedly ran over. He took her unusually cold hand and said softly:
"Silly girl, it's not your fault, what are you crying about. It is said that standing at a high place to see the scenery, standing at the valley to see people's hearts, isn't it very good, brother should thank you. ”
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Next to the window on the second floor, Liang Yichen saw all this in his eyes, and his deep eyes were dyed with a trace of distress.
She is still so young, these tortures, these pressures, how long can she last, can she withstand it?
Liang Yichen couldn't help but be a little worried.
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"Mom, hasn't Yichen come back yet?" Lan Mengjiao, who had just entered the door, asked while changing her shoes.
"He's afraid tonight, and he's going to work late again, don't worry about him, you go to sleep first." Liang's mother, who was watching TV, said kindly.
"Why has he been working overtime every day lately?" Lan Mengjiao poured a glass of water and asked as she drank.
"Last time your dad fainted again, the doctor didn't let him, and he didn't worry about the company's affairs anymore. Yichen has just joined the company, and there are more things to learn, so you have to be more considerate. ”
"It's good to be busy with this paragraph, and then let him take you out for a walk, and make up for your honeymoon by the way. Liang's mother said with a smile.
"Then I'll go up and take a shower first, Mom. She said, feeling a little disappointed and went upstairs.
After taking a shower and changing into a beautiful nightdress, she sat in front of the dresser, smeared and smeared for a long time, looking at herself in the mirror, bright and moving, she didn't understand, what went wrong, in the face of her again and again, the temptation in the open and in the dark, Liang Yichen was always indifferent.
Looking at the clock on the wall, walking grid after square, Lan Mengjiao waited a little irritably, and when she exhausted the last bit of patience, she finally heard his footsteps going up the stairs.
She lay on the bed, put on a sexy and bewitching pose, and waited for his return, and after waiting for a long time, but there was no movement, he went to the study again!
Lan Meng was so squeamish that she almost went crazy, and got out of bed and walked out of the room depressed.
For a long time, she took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door of the study, the serious and focused expression on the man's face made her heart sink uncontrollably, this man, every time he saw him, he would love him more.
"Yichen. Lan Mengjiao's sexy and seductive voice revealed an indescribable charm.
Hearing the voice, he raised his head indifferently, and a cold cold light flashed in his deep eyes, piercing her heart and aching faintly.
"What are you doing here?" Liang Yichen asked coldly.
Lan Mengjiao said softly: "Yichen, we have been married for a few months, and you always sleep in the study, which is not good." ”
"Lan Mengjiao, you want me to marry you, I did it, what else do you want?" Liang Yichen got up, left the desk, looked out the window and said unhappily.
Lan Mengjiao's white and delicate hands hugged him from behind, his strong waist, leaning on his side face, warm and sturdy back, and said softly: "I want a child, Yichen, we want a child, okay?"
Probably love is like this, the person who falls in love first is always humble, the high-minded Lan Mengjiao, let go of pride, let go of self-esteem, just because he can't let go of him.
Liang Yichen pushed it away, wrapped his hand around his waist, and said angrily with a blue face: "Child? This marriage is a transaction, in order to get back my parents' house, 10% of the shares of JC Group have been given to you, what else do you want? Do you want to use the child to tie me up for the rest of my life?
"But for me, it's not a deal! I love you, Yichen, I really love you!" Lan Mengjiao's eyes were slightly wet, and Chu Chu said pitifully.
"But I—no—love—you!" Liang Yichen said resolutely, word by word, pushing her out of the study and slamming the door behind closed shut.
Lan Meng returned to the room in a daze, took out a strange box from the drawer, looked at it in a daze for a long time, her eyes were only full of sadness, tears of grievance, she couldn't help but slide down, she asked herself in her heart:
"Liang Yichen, do you have to force me to use means, but I really don't want to, I don't want to, lose you more completely, why can't you like me?
For a long time, she wiped the tears on her face fiercely, a trace of cruel light flashed in her eyes, and in just a moment, she returned to normal, and it was the noble and elegant Miss Lan again.