Chapter Twenty-Eight: More Ruthless Than Time
Li Fusheng stared at the cigarette butt on the ground, as if his heart had been shot, and then kept falling, as if swallowed by a nightmare that he couldn't see clearly.
On one side is his deep love, on the other side is his family, on the other side is his vicious selfishness, perhaps there is no such torture in the world, he must abandon one side, and there is no way to escape.
When did it get so bad? He rubbed his hair and was on the verge of collapse, his trembling hand reaching for his phone, staring at the number in his address book, and finally pressing the dial button.
At this moment, it was half past two in the morning, and it seemed that it was not appropriate to call anyone except Li Zhongshan, who had just left.
The phone rang, and on the other side, there didn't seem to be a connection, Li Fusheng took a deep breath and looked at the number on the screen like this.
In the last few seconds, the phone was connected, and a woman's voice came from the other side, saying, "It is very rude to call a lady at this time." ”
Maybe it's really as this woman said, but Li Fusheng can hear the sobriety of her voice, maybe it is because he understands that this woman usually doesn't sleep like most people at this point, so he will put down everything and make this call.
He cleared his somewhat dry throat and spat out three words: "Ma gentle." ”
The voice is very complicated, it seems to carry all emotions, there is bitterness, helplessness, powerlessness, and a little grievance.
The somewhat teasing woman on the other side of the phone was silent, she seemed to have sensed something, and then said in an extraordinarily serious voice: "Say, I'll listen." ”
"Silver Bell has been found. Li Fusheng took a deep breath and said, maybe for him, the only person who can listen to his complaints now is the woman on the other side of the phone.
"And then. "Ma Wenrou has understood something.
Li Fusheng told her what happened that night, and also shared this heaviness with her, but because the woman on the other side of the phone was called Ma Wenrou, Li Fusheng had nothing to hide.
There was a long silence on the other side of the phone, and Li Fusheng also waited patiently, and it seemed that no one said anything in the end, he continued: "Isn't it stupid?"
Answering Li Fusheng was just a sigh, she said: "Only you can do such a thing, there is no second Li Fusheng in the capital, if I were Guo Yinling, I would have gritted my teeth and married, such a man can't be found with a lantern, let alone sent to the door, there is no such good thing in the world." ”
Li Fusheng, who was originally full of depression on his face, couldn't help laughing when he heard this, maybe this was Ma's gentle black humor.
"But this Jianghu, how can there be such a good thing, if Guo Yinling gritted his teeth and got married, this is not the Jianghu, Li Fusheng, don't blame me for speaking badly, in my opinion, this is destined to be a tragedy, whether you or Guo Yinling, you have to die." Ma Wen's words were extremely harsh, just leaving any leeway, maybe he was giving Li Fusheng a preventive shot, at least so that Li Fusheng could accept the worst and worst ending.
Li Fusheng smiled even more happily, maybe only that woman could say it so happily, this is the reason why he would call Ma Gentle, he continued: "Won't two people turn into butterflies at the same time?"
"Then this story is too beautiful, do you think there are Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai everywhere? It's a fairy tale, this is reality, there is no comparison, understand?" Ma Wenrou broke all Li Fusheng's illusions in an absolutely extreme way.
Li Fusheng's smile was bleak, how sad it was for a thing where even death had become a luxury, it was conceivable that he moved his somewhat chapped lips and continued: "I have received all of your suggestions. ”
Ma Wenrou paused here and said: "Li Fusheng, it's okay to do stupid things now, you do your best, at least I can confirm that your road in the Li family is coming to an end, after such a stubble, Mrs. Li will definitely not reuse you anymore, I know the temper of these family heads too well, they would rather raise a loyal Adou than put power in the hands of people like you, so in a sense, I sympathize with you incomparably." ”
"If I care about the future, I won't beg Guo Hongniu to tear my face with me, I have no desire for those interests. Li Fusheng treats this issue very calmly and has no quarrel with the world.
Ma Gentle but sneered: "Don't give me such a set, you have no desires, you want more than anyone else, about this, I don't sympathize at all, this is all your own fault, maybe you should also understand, love and be loved, for a person living in the shadow of the rivers and lakes, how luxurious." ”
Listening to Ma Wen's merciless statement, Li Fusheng just smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but say: "With what I know about you, you should feel very happy now, after all, I, the landlord, have fallen into this fate." ”
"Don't say it, when I hear you call me gentle in a dead voice, my mood is extraordinarily happy. Ma Wen continued to follow Li Fusheng's words, and did not seem to be burdened.
Li Fusheng listened, he was a little self-inflicted, thinking that this was just the gentleness given to him by Ma Wenwen.
"When are you going to get married? I'm going to be there myself, I want to see you walk into the execution ground, it's going to be a good show." Ma said gently, as if he was not afraid of big things.
"Soon, I'll send an invitation to things within this month. Li Fusheng said very weakly, and after chatting with Ma Wenwen, his mood gradually relaxed a little.
"There is no need for invitations, there are not so many rules in my place, and I am just a fan of the excitement and casually. Ma Wenrou seems to have completely based the little happiness she has on Li Fusheng's pathos.
"I'll wait for you. Li Fusheng said, planning to hang up the phone, and when he talked about it, it was almost the same, he was splashed with such a basin of cold water by Ma Wenrou, but he gradually came to his senses.
"Finally, I would like to advise you, don't die easily, in the capital, I only have a few friends, I don't want to return to this city after many years, and there is no one to pick me up. Ma Wen, who had been in a state of playfulness, suddenly said extremely seriously, which made people a little uncomfortable.
The corners of Li Fusheng's mouth raised slightly, and he was once again convinced that this was the gentle gentleness of Ma, and he said, "I'll try my best." ”
A call between old friends ended tacitly, Li Fusheng put down his mobile phone, looked at the empty room, and muttered softly: "Don't die... Don't live alone..."
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Two years later, Xicheng Wangkou has become a prosperous place, and the black left by Cai Kui back then has now become a delicate gray.
No one can guarantee whether this is the rise of another shadow, but only one thing is certain, this has become the most beautiful place in the West City.
The tallest building in Wangkou, as the name suggests, is a mansion called Dijiu, and the owner here is the woman who stands at the pinnacle of the entire Xicheng, Ma Wenrou, the owner of the Dijiu Mansion.
At this moment, on the top floor of the building, is a woman with long hair and waist, and she looks through this specially made floor-to-ceiling window, from this very special angle, from the most declining side of the West City, to the most prosperous side.
As the gray emperor of the entire Xicheng, at this moment she has lost a little bit of sharpness, at first glance, it gives people a little inexplicable calmness, and that crystal clear face is also a little less shocking aura back then, but a little more gripping beauty, maybe the reason for the long black hair, she is no longer the female devil, but the goddess fairy rumored in most people's mouths.
Putting down the phone, the horse dressed in white sat down gently, lit a white Marlboro, bit the cigarette holder slightly, and his expression looked a little complicated.
Behind her, there is a man and a woman standing, the man is not a bystander, it is Xue Monkey, although the name Ma Wenrou represents who is the master in the entire Xicheng, but this Xue Monkey, who also played a decisive role in that storm, is little known, everyone only knows that Ma Wenrou has been following a guy who looks a little unpopular, and even few people know that this unpopular guy plays with an extremely beautiful left-handed knife.
Compared to two years later, Xue Monkey didn't look like there was any change, there was a trace of wrinkles at the corner of his eyes, which was the trace left by the years of polishing, and the rest still looked like that, as if he was the only one who had been standing still in the past two years.
The woman on the other side of Xue Monkey is not an insect, but Wei Qinghe, a woman who has undergone almost earth-shaking changes in the past two years, the once simple and strong Xiao Nizi seems to have disappeared long ago, and what she has replaced is a strong woman with a capable short hair and a black professional uniform, her face does not look like she is wearing elaborate makeup, wearing black-framed glasses to hide something, and the immaturity on her body has long been submerged in the long river of rivers and lakes.
Ma Wenrou put down her phone, the conversation and laughter just now did not leave a moment on her face, she just smiled bitterly: "It's time to come, it's still here." ”
Xue Monkey, who had been listening to such a phone call, said, "I really don't know about these young masters. ”
Ma gently glanced at Xue Monkey, who had been advanced since ancient times, and said, "There are still many things you don't understand." ”
Xue Monkey moved his mouth, but he didn't speak, he could only smirk.
"Qinghe, how is the matter of the personnel department resolved?" Ma Wenrou skipped the topic and rubbed his temples and said.
"I have already fired the minister who did not do practical things, and a group of people have been found, and my will is not to stay. She said emotionlessly.