Chapter 269: If Life Can Be Repeated
The journey of life is one-way, one-way.
As for the return of life, where will it be, except for the small square box that I know, everything else will return to dust and dust after all.
Is it the soul that goes to the earth, or the angel who goes to heaven.
Who can say clearly.
Live in the world, one day, then be the most perfect self.
Perhaps, everyone thinks that life is the most perfect.
Because, no one can see the future.
If we could start all over again, how would we choose?
The current self, as for the future choice, will it be the same?
Actually, this doesn't matter anymore.
Because, only by living in the present, giving up yesterday's self, and embracing the present moment and the present, can you make yourself calm.
Luo Rongmin's family, finally the family happily helped Luo Haihua celebrate her birthday.
Haihua is very sensible, and her grades in school are also very good.
Because it is approaching the third year of junior high school, it has entered the stage of reviewing and rushing for the exam.
Therefore, the homework is still relatively intense.
In such a nervous situation, it is rare to have a moment of leisure, and after having dinner happily, I still cleaned up my mood and threw myself into the tense and boring review.
Haihua is busy with her homework, and Luo Rongmin is also very rare, and there is no headache today.
At this moment, on the balcony outside, Luo Rongmin sat on a wooden chair, looking out of the building, the bustling pedestrians downstairs, and the long line of bright lights.
The prosperity of the world and the vanity of the world are constantly extending in front of my eyes.
Under the flashing neon lights, on the dance floor, is it a happy soul or an ugly desire?
Who can tell?
To keep one party safe, and to fight for the cause of the people for life, the original oath is still vivid.
It's just that there is less immaturity and impetuousness at the beginning, and more precipitation and persistence after life experience.
Light a cigarette, the scarlet butt of the cigarette, glittering in the blood-like night light.
Wisps of white smoke came out, as if they had burned away all the sins and demons.
He thought about it a lot, and a lot happened during this time.
It's just that in the past, these things were directed at themselves.
Today, when I heard that Yao Lejun's car was blown up.
His whole person is very bad.
I couldn't help but feel a sadness in my heart.
The feeling that the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone and will never return, rushes to his heart again.
I can give my life for this country, for the people I love.
I've spent my whole life dedicating,
to pamper them, to protect them.
Keep them out of any harm's way!
But
I was not able to protect my family.
Shouldn't we consider retiring her sooner?
Still is
Just like the request in the threatening letter I received, I better let it go.
After all, the forces behind this person are too big.
This city, and the provincial capital of this city.
Even in the core power circle of this country, there are his people.
all have his relatives.
What kind of existence he is, dominating Jiangnan City for 30 years, relying on these forces behind him.
It relies on the dense cobweb-like political power relations of the family.
In the face of such a behemoth, do you really have a chance, or is it possible for God to calculate?
Luo Rongmin rarely doubted himself.
In the past, he was very determined and decisive.
However, Yao Lejun's matter made him have to reconsider whether his thoughts were right or not.
Isn't it time to think more about your family?
After all, my daughter is still studying quietly under the lights.
These ties made him more real.
Taking a deep breath of cigarette and exhaling a large smoke ring, his eyes were slightly red and his sockets were a little moist.
Suddenly, I felt a hand reach out from my shoulder.
He knew it was her. Look back affectionately.
Although, youth is gone, and the face has changed.
However, I am still my old self.
She is still the one she used to love.
Luo Rongming smiled slightly, patted her hand, and asked:
"Have you figured it out?"
Yao Lejun nodded and did not speak.
He sat down across from him, chin in one hand, and looked out into the distance.
On the horizon, it was as red as pus and blood.
I don't know if there are still quiet fireworks in the world in the tragic redness......
Her thoughts followed her line of sight and flew into the distance.
"The forces behind him are too powerful. Either stop it and don't investigate it again. I think this time, it's just a small warning from them. If you continue to investigate, I'm afraid ......" Luo Rongmin said here, feeling that he had no way to go further.
"Brother Min......" Yao Lejun opened his lips lightly.
Luo Rongmin's body was stunned, this nickname that only existed in her mouth, suddenly pulled her thoughts back to her first love.
"You and I are both party members and servants of the people, and since we have both pledged to give ourselves to this country and the people, I have never regretted it. Even if I have to lose everything, I will not give up my original vow......" Yao Lejun is still as firm and resolute as ever.
Luo Rongmin took a deep breath, snuffed out the cigarette butt, and looked at the true love in front of him affectionately, he smiled.
......
In the southernmost part of Jiangnan City, in a private villa by the river, in a large courtyard, under an osmanthus tree, there is a reclining chair, on which sits an old man about sixty years old.
The old man looks broad-faced, big-eared, kind and kind-eyed, and his official authority is gathered at the top.
It's just that in the kind face, there are a pair of eyes as cold as an eagle.
Well, look at it yourself, his eyes are triangular.
This person has a very good background, has been deeply involved in the political arena of Jiangnan City for many years, is sleek, experienced in accidents, decisive in action, ruthless, known as a tumbler, and a political madman who sends Professor Lu to him.
His name is Lu Hongbo.
It is Lu Mingliang's father.
He is the head of the Lu family in Jiangnan.
Suddenly, a few sparrows flew in the middle of the yard.
The old man opened his hazy triangular eyes, and saw that the courtyard door was gently pushed open, and a young offspring entered.
This person is Lu Mingming.
He walked up to Lu Hongbo's side gently, lowered his head, attached his ear, and whispered softly.
"Huh, missed?" Lu Hongbo frowned.
"Yes, just got the news. The woman, who was lucky, hesitated before getting into the car. Therefore, the car exploded after the explosion time......" Lu Mingliang said softly.
Although facing his own son, he was still very respectful in front of him, and even had a deep fear.
Lu Hongbo didn't ask him to sit down, so he could only stand beside him and bend down to communicate.
It's just that this old man has practiced the Turtle Breath Dafa, whether it is speed, conversation, or various reactions, it seems to be very slow.
Therefore, he keeps bending over like this, which is really tiring for him.
Although, he is relatively young.
But he couldn't bear the excessive indulgence day and night, which caused premature weakness in the waist.
At this time, what he wanted to do most was to hammer his waist with that hand.
However, he did not dare.
Because, you can't let the old man know about his ......
So, he still persisted.
"Waste...... A bunch of useless stuff. Lu Hongbo closed his eyes and felt very disappointed.
He took a deep breath and without saying much, only lightly tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chaise longue.
The lean body swayed back and forth with the chaise longue.
The dry, round legs of the chaise longue gently crushed on the hard bluestone slab floor,
Constantly emitted,
Crunch......
Crunch......
The ringing sound.
In this silent courtyard, it seems very mechanical and cold.
Or is it the clock ticking...... The sound of walking.
Lu Mingliang wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand and said:
"That, father. Don't worry, we still have a chance. I'm already thinking of a way to plan ......"
Who knows, Lu Hongbo suddenly opened his eyes.
Suddenly there was a bright light like daylight.
It's terrifying.
It was like a dead corpse that had been stiff for a long time, and suddenly opened its eyes.
Extremely scary.
Even Lu Mingliang couldn't help but shudder when he saw his father like this.
Not just the eyes, but the content of his words.
"Start Plan B ......"
Lu Mingliang trembled, because he knew what Plan B thought was this.
If the old man can personally say that he wants to use Plan B, this couple, no matter what kind of death they will have in the future, is also worth it.
It's just that this plan B is too cruel.
Even himself, the moment he heard it, it was as if he had been struck by thunder, and his heart couldn't help trembling.
However, the couple's actions were too dangerous.
They are not ordinary people, and ordinary threats and intimidation do not help.
They seem to be just ordinary hunters, for these behemoths, they are weak and pitiful, and they can easily pinch them to death with any move of their own.
But, often at this time, you will find that the price of contempt is very tragic.
Fame, money, life, status......
In front of their work, all of them will disappear in an instant......
They deserve to be ruthless, giant killers.
All the means against themselves,
None of them can be fully effective.
It seems that the only way to start is from where she is, and to teach the two of them a deep lesson.
He nodded in agreement and was about to leave.
Suddenly, the old man spoke: "Don't get involved in it anymore." Hurry up and take it out......"
"Uh, father. I personally arranged these things, and if I quit, then I won't be able to control the situation......" Lu Mingliang was still arguing.
"I'm telling you to stay away from Huang Tianlang and don't get close to him. Also, just throw these things to them, they specialize in this. You just want to be the most glamorous businessman, a successful person. Remember, you're a businessman and you're in business. It's not like me, I'm taking the political ......," Lu Hongbo lay on the recliner and said slowly.
Lu Mingliang didn't know why, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He thinks he is very shrewd in the mall.
Now it seems that compared with his own Lao Tzu, it is simply a difference between cloud and mud.
He was not a merchant, but he was a merchant.
It seems that the highest state of life is like him......
Lu Mingliang came out of the villa, made a phone call, and then disappeared into the twilight night.