015 Mo Qianran's Love-Hate Intertwining (1)
The first time I met Leng Xinmeng was when I was in the first grade of elementary school. I have forgotten what it was like to see her at first sight.
However, maybe it was because I didn't feel anything, so later, it was difficult for me to remember how I felt when I first met her.
I don't know why I like her, but when I react, I know I can't live without her.
Leng Xinmeng has been an arrogant girl since she was a child, she has always adhered to the concept of 'what others have, she also has to have', 'what others don't have, she also has' and 'as long as she wants, she wants to get', which has been rampant among her peers and has never changed.
She always looked ahead with her head held high, often staring at others, like a victor standing at the top overlooking the defeated remnants of the army that was trampled underfoot, exuding an unapproachable temperament.
Of course, it's really because she's always domineering, so she has almost no friends other than me since she was a child.
All along, I don't think there's anything wrong with Leng Xinmeng's domineering and arrogant heart, at least she has such capital.
She is beautiful and has a good figure, and from elementary school to university, her grades have always been at the top of her school and outstanding, which is one of the reasons why I don't hate her.
I thought I would live forever with her in France, but one day her father suddenly asked her to go back to City A.
City A, a place I'm not familiar with. But when I knew that Leng Xinmeng was planning to go back to City A, I had already secretly decided in my heart that I wanted to go to City A with her.
When I learned that she was going back, I asked her why she wanted to go back.
At that time, she simply replied to me: my father had told her that there were some necessary things that she needed to do.
She didn't tell me exactly what she was asked to do, and it didn't matter to me. The important thing is that I will go back with her.
But later, I gradually realized that what Leng Xinmeng did seemed to be different from what she told me at first.
No, no, no, if you have to worry about it, it can be said that what Leng Xinmeng is doing is completely different from what she told me at the beginning.
She began to pray for me to do something for her, something I had lived for more than a decade that I could not have imagined.
She asked her to spy on some people, and even asked me to plan to help her remove some unnecessary stumbling blocks.
Leng Xinmeng always said the names of those people with a gritted teeth, and occasionally there were some hideous faces on his face that made me feel very scary.
The more I got to the back, I gradually realized that I was really wrong.
It turned out that Leng Xin's dream was not only to complete the task assigned to her by her father, but also to have a man worthy of her.
People say that if you like someone, you should set her free!
I think I should have done it in this direction, but Leng Xinmeng didn't want to.
I desperately tried to let go of her, but she tied me tighter and tighter.
People are so contradictory, and they will become more and more reluctant in the entanglement.
I slept with Leng Xinmeng.
I don't want to remember when I first lingered with Leng Xinmeng, so I don't remember.
But occasionally I still think of the melancholy and loss that arises spontaneously in my heart when I sit on the bed and look at her sleeping.
I thought my life was pretty much over. I will go farther and farther on the road that Leng Xinmeng pointed out to me, and more and more deviate from the track of life, so I chose to be a puppet in Leng Xinmeng's hands, a marionette who tried to go with the flow.
But where is life so simple?
It is said that when God closes a door for you, He opens a window for you.
I encountered a sore moment in my short life, a scar that will never heal.
If Leng Xinmeng is the door that God closed, then Yan Sixin must be the window that God opened for me with mercy on me.
I still vividly remember the first time I met Yan Sixin in a bar I frequented.
That bar was a very bad turning point in my life, which not only changed my life, but even changed Yan Sixin's person.
If I had known that I would meet Yan Sixin unexpectedly in that bar that day, and then take her to the tragedy with me, I am afraid that I would never walk into that bar in my life.
Yan Sixin!
I think she may be the most beautiful but short-lived regrettable scenery of my life, right?
She fell in love with me, and I have to admit that I couldn't help but feel sorry for her in the midst of stubbornness, gains and losses, and fear.
I don't know when she fell in love with me, and I don't know what was in me that would make her give up her life for me without hesitation.
Naturally, I don't know exactly when I fell in love with her.
Was it when she courted me at the bar where we first met? Was it when she cooked my first meal, or was it the first time she was sad and bitter because of my refusal?
In short, when I realized that I had fallen in love with her, I also lost her completely.
I will never forget the taste of the food that Yan Sixin made for me, warm, delicate and delicious, just like the taste of my mother.
She was always able to cook a variety of meals for me, bringing so much light to my life that was so dark that I couldn't reach my fingers.
Sometimes, when I open the door to my room and see that the living room is full of food that she sneaked in to cook for me at some unknown time, my heart is always complicated.
I killed people, more than one person!
I am a murderer through and through, and if I were to be sentenced, I believe that the dignified judge would knock down the hammer in his hand and say the word 'death penalty' from his mouth without hesitation and with a terrifying majesty.
If it had been in a medieval court, I would have been sentenced to parade through the streets, then hanged in front of the crowd, and my cold corpse would have been hung in the market for three days.
That's how grave my crime is!
During the time when Yan Sixin would sneak into my house every day while I was not there to help me clean, wash and cook, I always tossed and turned in the dark and couldn't sleep.
I was afraid that I would be impressed by her gentleness and sunshine, and I couldn't help but be fascinated by her.
I need to be sane, and in fact it was the most sane period during this time, until Yan Sixin's death.
Until I died, I still had no way of telling whether my mind was right or wrong.
Right?
I let a beautiful girl in the prime of her youth die for me. She hadn't even started her best life, and she had not even really seen the world before I lost my life.
Wrong, right?
I'm glad that she didn't have to be saddled with strange and biased crimes like Stockholm syndrome because of this murderer. I'm even more glad that she didn't suffer more because of me.
But now that I think about it, what's the use of all this?
She's dead!
It doesn't make any sense to think about it now, does it?
I can't forget the heart-rending pain when Yan Sixin cried and said to me, 'She likes me', until she died, until I died, I never forgot what she once said to me.
There's nothing wrong with liking someone, she said.
It is true that there is nothing wrong with liking someone, but the person who is liked often does a lot of things wrong. I was especially touched when she died in front of me.
She's dead! Die because of me!
Don't say it was just an accident, in Leng Xinmeng's wedding, I was always going to die.
To be exact, either I die, or Yan Sixin dies.
Leng Xinmeng is very smart and domineering.
She thoroughly implements her style of conduct every step of the way, even when she is married.
I know her very well, and I can say that I am one of the people who know her in the world.
In that wedding, I'm afraid that many people present would think that if it weren't for Yan Sixin blocking a shot for me, I'm afraid I would have died in Gu Duosu's hands, but in fact, they were wrong.
In that wedding farce, I will not die in the hands of Gu Duosu, I will only die under Leng Xinmeng's gun.
Why do I say that?
Because Leng Xinmeng does not allow any obstacles to the progress of her life, including me!
When the bullet fired from the sniper was embedded in Yan Sixin's body, I already understood it thoroughly.
I understand that for Leng Xinmeng, the place I occupy in her life is worthless.
Yan Sixin is dead!
It's a bad news that comes back to me every day of my short life.
I crouched next to her blood-stained body and watched her pretty complexion turn pale, feeling her warm body temperature gradually cool.
At that moment, I realized that I was really in love with Yan Sixin, just like she said, I don't hate her, it turns out that she has a very important place in my heart.
It was at that moment that I hated Leng Xinmeng.
I hate the woman who ruined everything in my life without mercy.
I blocked a shot for Gu Duosu, and used the blood that stained my sleeves red to tell Leng Xinmeng that I hated her.
Even though I knew that Leng Xinmeng didn't care about it at all, I still naively told her that I hated her!
It's weird! When I felt a heart-piercing pain in my arm, I actually laughed at Leng Xinmeng's cruel eyes to see the distress and emotion.
For a long time, I thought it was just me being in too much pain, which caused me to hallucinate.
I left City A with Yan Sixin in my arms, and left the city where I couldn't like it.
I took her to a small village next to City A, which was surrounded by rocky mountains and rolling hills. Once you climb to the top, you can see clouds and mist that look like they are being woven together.
Holding Yan Sixin's corpse, which was already so cold that it had no human breath at all, I decided to spark her after thinking about it.
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