He loves her, he loves her very much, but it is lighter than fate

One flower is one world, one grass is one Bodhi.

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform.

There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust!

That's why my mother named me: Dust.

Before my parents died, I was just a dust, a beloved son who was cared for in the palm of their hands, and when they left me together, I was still dusty, but no one loved me anymore.

Looking back at the twists and turns of this small half of his life, between using and being used, he couldn't find a place where he could safely place himself.

After I learned that the death of my parents was a play orchestrated by Madame Red, when I hated Madame Red to the core, racked my brains and couldn't find revenge on Madame Red, when Grace had become a half-useless pawn...... She walked into my line of sight.

Lan Mufei, a 17-year-old girl in Paris who has no father and no mother, was brought back by Louis Widow from Country C.

What's more, she was pregnant with Louis Widow's child in her belly.

I seem to have found an outlet for hateful catharsis.

It is not particularly difficult to buy the servants in the villa of Louis Young, and it is not difficult to know the every move of the girl in the villa.

Every day, the servants would report to me about her and Louis Widow's affairs, and receive a good payment.

I looked at the girl in the photo, and several groups of words automatically came to my mind: thin, young, stubborn, lonely, and stubborn.

Even in the face of the dreams of all Parisian women*, she could not be moved, and her childish silhouette lingered with full indifference, ignoring the widow Louis Ingre, who sat next to her.

It's — it's really interesting.

……

Grace was complaining that the Count hadn't seen her for a long time, and that was nothing new.

This once innocent and innocent girl gradually changed after stepping into the glamorous catwalk, and after following the earl, she changed more and more, especially after losing her children.

And I, too, hate her chatter and complain more and more.

Looking at Grace's resentful face, I couldn't help but think of the lonely girl sitting in the light and reading intently, and I wondered what kind of soul was hidden behind those lonely and deep eyes.

But these are insignificant compared to the revenge against the Red Lady.

Grace's complaint made me know that Louis Widow was more and more concerned about the child in the girl's womb, I was a man, I knew better than anyone, so I deliberately misled Grace, and the Count was most likely in love with the surrogate.

Grace panicked, she didn't know what to do, I reassured her, don't worry, I will always help her!

She was very grateful to me, and in my eyes, this gratitude was funny and ridiculous.

It cost me a lot of money to buy off the Louis family's most loyal doctors; But the price was worth it, and I knew before anyone else that the baby in the girl's womb was a boy.

I asked the doctor to tell Mrs. Sù Red that the child was a girl; and asked Grace to deliberately go to Madame Red to make trouble, and his son was about to fall in love with a low/lowly surrogate.

I knew that she wanted her grandson more than her granddaughter, and that the Count was in love with a lowly surrogate, and that the noble Red Lady would never allow such a thing to happen.

The Red Lady acquiesced to Grace's behavior, as I expected, but I didn't expect her to do so drastically, throwing the girl who had just miscarried into the wild and fending for herself.

It doesn't matter......

It's just a small chess piece to help me get revenge on Madame Red.

If one day Madame Red knew that she had killed her own grandson, I couldn't wait to see how wonderful the picture would be.

The girl was missing, her life and death unknown, and the Count knew that the child was gone, and suffered a certain blow; I lost my temper with Mrs. Hong, I am very happy to see this, their mother and son are getting more and more incompatible, it is really a happy thing!

I don't know if it was out of appreciation or guilt, but I didn't throw away or destroy those photos and materials, but put them in the safe of the bank, together with my mother's relics, locked in the dark abyss.

……

The meeting after seven years was something I never expected, and even I recognized her at first sight as the girl back then, her name, her eyes, I never forgot for a moment.

Even in the middle of the night, I would dream that her clear eyes were gradually blurred, her face was full of red tides, her slender waist twisted on my body, and her low mouth was so charming that her bones were crispy.

I woke up sweating, gasping for breath, and thinking that I had dreamed of Louis Widow's woman, it was ridiculous and ridiculous!

Why do you have such dreams?

Got a crush on her?

That's impossible!

I don't know her, but I've seen her photos, or photos of her pregnancy, her belly is getting bigger day by day, I've seen her information, and I haven't had an in-depth understanding of her at all.

It's just that I haven't touched a woman for too long, and she happens to be the girl I've been seeing a lot lately.

When I met her again seven years later, I still thought so much in my heart that when I forgot this dream, three years had passed since her life and death were unknown!

Seven years ago, I didn't like her, and seven years later I won't.

The eyes habitually look for her back in the crowd, but because she was once my pawn; I want to be nice to her, but it's because I owe her an innocent person!

If the play is real, it must be emotional first.

I always thought I was just trying to take advantage of her, just to snatch her from Louis Widow's prey range, and I didn't think about what would happen after that.

Seeing her smile like a summer flower and as quiet as a falling leaf, I once forgot that she had an earl's child, and even more forgot that she had no child, and the initiator of seven years of hardship was myself!

It wasn't until I watched her walk into the Count's arms that I suddenly understood that in this game, she had never been in the play, but I had been so deep in the play that I couldn't get out of the play, I fell into my own conspiracy, and I couldn't extricate myself from loving her.

Grace came to me, she is a lonely woman, I am a lonely man, two lonely people, always do something not lonely to kill each other's loneliness.

*Grace is very open-minded, which can be called the old saying: *Bottom/son, *Upper/woman.

I've had a lot of satisfaction with her body, and we've been very satisfied with each other's bodies, and I've been in such a relationship for a long time, ambiguous, carnally happy, but never sure about the relationship, as if it were more exciting.

It's just that in Grace's body, what she thinks about is another pair of pure eyes, and she can't help but think about how she will bear under Louis Ying's widow, and what kind of high/climax will there be.

Thinking like this, I had no desire to continue, and I retreated from Grace's body, she was not yet satisfied, and I felt that I was inexplicable.

Inexplicable?

Maybe.

After Grace left, I smoked all night and missed her!

……

I used the cloud to try to ruin their relationship, and the plan failed, and I was not discouraged, because I knew better than anyone that they would not end well.

Everything is developing as I expected, the Earl loves her so much that she can't extricate herself, and the Red Lady's opposition is as resolute as iron, and the mother and son turn against each other!

Madame Red was calculating a game, and with me, I knew that I was silently cooperating with her so that I could get the ten percent of the shares and enter the Louis family, so that I could do something bad.

They left, and they were forced to come back.

Seeing her after a long absence, my heart couldn't stop beating, I wanted to hug her, I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to ask her: If I am willing to let go of a qiē, are you willing to go with me!

I didn't ask because I knew that she only had Louis Widow in her heart, not me.

In her heart, she has always thought that I am a bad person, maybe not even a bad person, not as good as a passerby.

Madame Red offered to allow my father's and mother's ashes to be buried together as long as I had love with her.

This is the last wish that my mother mentioned in her diary.

For the sake of my parents, for myself, I didn't say no, and I really wanted to do that.

Because I love her, I want to get her, I can't get her heart, I can't get her body, it's not bad.

Even if it's just for one night!

I kissed her lips as I wished, hugged her beautiful body, and I even wanted to occupy her posture countless times in my head, but it was just ......

There are thousands of calculations in people, and there is only one calculation in the sky, and Madame Hong and I have missed one thing.

She is expecting.

The child was widowed Louis Young.

Fate has never been kind to me, otherwise why wouldn't even this * be stingy and unwilling to give it to me!

It's rare to like a woman like this in this life, and whether there will be one in the future, who knows!

That's it, that's it......

I owe her my life, so I should pay her back.

Even though she never knew about the bad things I did!

Well*, we chatted very casually, from Louis Widow to the world, until she couldn't help but fall asleep.

I wanted to go over and hug her, but I didn't, sitting on the couch and staring at her as she fell asleep, there was a momentary thought, a vulgar hope that time would freeze at this moment.

The sky will eventually dawn, and I accompanied her in a play to save her brother, and also to save the child in her belly and her......

Maybe it's the only thing I've ever done in my life, a good thing.

Before leaving the room, she said something that I think I will remember for the rest of my life.

She said: "Good people are not good enough, bad people are not bad enough, human nature has always been a difficult thing to understand. Just seal the dust, aren't you tired of living like this? ”

Tired?

I do not know.

Ever since my parents left me, it seems that the only thing left in my life is to get revenge on the Red Lady.

The girl I like doesn't like me, I can't snatch it, what can I do if I don't retaliate against Madame Red!

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Her departure was expected, and Louis Widow's reaction was as expected.

It's just that he will never know that she was already pregnant with her own child when she left!

"Do you know that Lan Mufei is pregnant? Do you know whose child it is? Every time I saw Louis Young's arrogant expression, this vicious sentence reached my lips, and I silently swallowed it back.

She has left the city with a scar, she is the woman I truly love, why should I humiliate her like this!

Louis Widow hated Madame Red to the extreme; I don't need to take revenge on Madame Hong, her biological son will naturally take revenge on her by any means!

I believe.

……

The fake disc was sent to Madame Red, and I kept the real CD, even though it was just two people chatting in the room for a night, and it wasn't even a pure chat under the quilt, but in my opinion, this * was better than any woman I had ever met, and I had ever gotten any high/orgasm.

I put the disc in the safe, and along with the photos, looking at her 17-year-old, lonely and stubborn face, I would even wonder where she was.

I struggled to let go of my current qiē, go to her, and sue her: there was someone who loved her, not upright, and loved her with some meanness.

I really want to tell her: I really love you.

……

Who can help me spread the word to her, I love her.

I'm just a mute who can talk, and in her opinion, I'm inferior to passerby A.

I didn't even say hello when I met, her eyes passed through me and fell far away.

……

It's just that I forgot about it.

Louis Widow hated Madame Red so much, hated me so much, he wouldn't let Madame Red go, how could he let me go!

The letter of resignation and the ticket to country C that were too late to be sent out were quietly in the drawer, and they became expired years.

Because I don't have it anymore.

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