Finale: Love is not a happy relationship

Fire turns the core to ashes, light turns darkness to ashes, and a person's concern for a person makes all the light and the light turn into ash.

I am the ash of the ashes, but I can't say for whom.

-- Inscription.

A Rainy Nightmare

In Paris in June, the climate is neither hot nor cold, and when evening approaches, the streets are full of people and tourists, smiling and noisy.

Lan Mufei had just checked his account, and the cost of the operation seemed to be separated by an Atlantic Ocean.

"If you miss this opportunity, there will be no need for surgery in the future......"

The doctor's words are still in my ears, seeing that it has been almost half a year, although the money earned by playing the violin in the restaurant is more than washing dishes, it is still much worse than the cost of surgery, a lot......

Standing on the streets of this romantic Paris, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness and exhaustion in her heart.

After a fierce battle of ideas, she decided to take Winnie's advice.

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The restaurant closed on time at nine o'clock, and in the changing room, Winnie was slowly changing her clothes, and saw Lan Mufei, who had already changed her clothes, standing at the door and not leaving.

"What's wrong?" On weekdays, Lan Mufei changed her clothes, but she hurriedly went home to take care of the blue-eyed little handsome guy.

Lan Mu's eyes flickered for a long time, and she mustered up the courage to say, "Winnie, I'll go with you to walk through the clouds." ”

Winnie was stunned for a few seconds, then immediately laughed, "Okay." I'll take you to meet the manager tonight. ”

Lan Mufei nodded.

Walking in the clouds is a high-end club, Winnie has been selling wine in it for a long time, making a lot more money than the restaurant, and after getting along with Lan Mufei for a long time, she knows some of her situation, so she suggested that she go to the clouds with her.

She drinks a good amount of alcohol, she can accompany the guests to drink, Lan Mufei can be responsible for taking the wine and collecting tips, if she drinks too much, at least someone can send her home, at least she won't die drunk on the street.

Lan Mufei refused at the beginning, not that she looked down on Winnie on that kind of occasion, but that she really didn't like that kind of environment, and it was too easy to stumble and lose herself; And there is a great deal of insecurity in the work environment.

Winnie tells her that walking through the clouds is not what she thinks. Walking in the clouds, whether it is a waiter or a wine seller, it is impossible to have anything with the guests, at most a few glasses of wine, even if you want to have something with the guests, provided that you get the permission of the boss, otherwise it is strictly forbidden for the staff to have any peach disputes with the guests.

Walking in the clouds does not exist in peach?

This is impossible, but the positioning of strolling in the clouds is very distinct, the management is strict, and the price is extremely high, so the guests received are rich and cultivated, and there will be no disgrace in public, there is any need, and it will be arranged by strolling in the clouds, and the objects of the arrangement are also carefully selected, the price ranges, and the strolling clouds will draw a certain commission, and the higher the price, the more the commission will be drawn.

The commission of the wandering clouds is different from other places, they are not the princess's commission, (those who are engaged in special services in the wandering clouds: princess) but the customer's commission, which is why many princesses want to enter the wandering clouds.

Lan Mufei is young, with a good face, and is highly recommended by Winnie and the manager, and the results speak for themselves.

It was not yet a busy time period, and there were not many customers, so Winnie took Lan Mufei to familiarize herself with the environment.

Toilets, changing rooms, powder rooms......

Each floor of the cloud is different, the higher the floor, the more expensive it is, and the salaries of those who work in it are extremely high.

Lan Mufei and Windsor are at the lowest level and the lowest salary, but compared with the outside, they are much higher, plus they meet generous guests, and their income is very considerable.

She really doesn't like noisy environments, but has to stay here.

She was in need of money.

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Teach a five-year-old child to play the violin in the morning, work in a piano shop in the afternoon, play the piano in a restaurant in the evening, and walk through the clouds to help Winnie sell wine in the evening.

With an average of less than six hours of sleep, I was tired and exhausted every day, but seeing more and more savings in my account made it worth feeling tired.

I have been working in the clouds for a month, there is no wind and no waves, as Winnie said, nothing bad happens, at most, when she meets a guest who asks her to drink, every time she is blocked by Winnie, when she can't stop it, give the guest a sip of face, and the guest will not make it difficult for her again.

Except for working until three or four o'clock in the morning every night, which worries Yun Gu, everything else is fine.

At the beginning of July, something happened that made her upset.

At work in the evening, Winnie drank too much and rested on the sofa in the lounge, the guests were almost scattered, and the waiters were doing cleaning work; The manager was ready to leave, but he left his mobile phone in the office on the 17th floor, and it happened that another employee was looking for him, so he gave Lan Mufei the key to the office and asked her to help him go to the office to get the mobile phone.

This is the first time Lan Mufei has gone up to the seventeenth floor, just got out of the elevator, the two doors of the elevator next to him slowly closed, the corner of his eyes inadvertently swept to a familiar and unfamiliar face, the back spine involuntarily froze, and when he looked back, the elevator/door was completely closed and was descending.

The heart is beating wildly for no reason, and breathing is about to be forbidden.

Is that him?

The one who pushed himself into the nightmare seven years ago.

No! It won't be him! How could he be like that in the clouds!

Even if seven years have passed, even if he sees himself again, he shouldn't remember who she is!

Comforting himself like this, he turned around and went to the manager's office to get his phone and chase away all the miscellaneous thoughts in his head.

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The elevator descended rapidly, the silver wall reflected his handsome silhouette, his eyes were deep, his thin lips were pursed, and his tall and slender figure was dressed in a black shirt and suit pants, giving people a sense of strength and distance that could not be approached.

His brows furrowed from just now, and Hang Hang, who was standing on the side, asked, "Earl, what's wrong?" ”

"Tune me the footage from the 17th floor." His eyes were like torches, and he landed on the silver door without squinting, and did not look at Hanghang.

"Yes, Count!"

The elevator/door opened slowly, and he walked towards the car that opened the door, while Hang Hang pressed the floor of the security room.

Ten minutes later, Hangzhou Airlines took the video from the 17th floor and played it to him.

The clear silhouette in the video completely overlapped with the figure in his memory, and his frown furrowed even deeper.

How could she be here.

"Earl......" Hang Hang wanted to speak and stopped, if the earl could recognize her, how could he not recognize her.

After all, seven years ago, she arranged all her own things, and she was the person who had the deepest contact with her.

He handed the things back to Hang Hang, and before the car started, he only said one word: "Check." ”

………………………… The dividing line of the young master's request for recommendation votes...........................

For a week in a row, Lan Mufei never saw the person who made her palms break out in a cold sweat when she was walking in the clouds, and her heart, which had been on guard, reluctantly fell.

Or maybe she's really thinking too much.

After so much time, people like her will not be remembered.

Seven years ago, Liangqing, seven years later, even if he remembers, there is no reason to trouble her.

Relax and concentrate on your work.

It's just that why do I always feel like there's a pair of eyes staring at me in the dark?

Why is there always a hairy feeling in my heart?!

Soon her bad premonition came true.

When night falls, the streets are crowded, the lights are on, and the restaurant is filled with a warm glow.

Lan Mufei changed her clothes, opened the piano case and took out her violin, the first piece today is her violin, and an hour later she will change to Winnie's piano music.

Standing next to the piano in the dining room, the violin had just been placed on her shoulder, and before she could play, the waiter came over and told her: "The gentleman over there ordered the song "Liang Zhu""

Lan Mufei followed the waiter's hand and looked at the position by the window.

Dressed in an orthodox suit, with a royal blue tie, her eyebrows and eyes are cold, and the thin lips under the bridge of her nose that are as erect as a knife are pursed with an emotionless arc, and the dark blue pupils are calm and waveless when they shoot at her, but they are as deep as the sea and incomprehensible.

It was just a second of looking at each other, Lan Mufei quickly lowered his eyes, his back spine was already wet with cold sweat, and his legs were almost limp on the ground with weakness.

That man was a nightmare for her, and just hearing his name made her tremble but she couldn't help but grit her teeth and resent!

Louis Widow!

The first thought was: run.

But when I think of the expensive surgery costs......

pressed the idea of fleeing in a hurry, stood under the cold eyes of those eagles, and began to pull up "Liang Zhu".

Louis Widow's meal had already been served, but he had no intention of eating, and he hadn't even touched the glass of water in front of him.

His eyes fell straight on the fluttering figure.

Seven years, I didn't think there would be a chance to see each other again.

The facial features have grown a lot more than seven years ago, not so green, and there will occasionally be childlike stubbornness between the eyebrows, and the height of one meter seven or eight is extremely slender, and the thin one is like a gust of wind that can blow away.

The skin has an abnormal whiteness, like a sickly paleness.

The cold sword eyebrows furrowed slowly, and the light in his eyes sank.

The lamented* "Liang Zhu" played in several wrong places in Lan Mufei's panic, but the customers who came here to eat drew the atmosphere, and few people who really knew the violin would not bother to pay attention to whether she played it wrong.

Before the last note fell, Lan Mufei bowed to the customer, didn't even dare to look at the figure, and hurriedly walked to the changing room.

Winnie had just arrived to change her clothes, and when she saw that her face was pale and a little blue, she couldn't help asking, "Scarlet, are you okay?" ”

Lan Mufei sat on the stool and looked down to see his hand holding the bow trembling violently, and reacted for a moment: "I, I'm fine." ”

"Winnie, can you please help me and the manager ask for leave, I'm a little unwell and want to go home first."

Winnie nodded, "Of course." You don't go to wander the clouds at night? ”

Lan Mufei nodded, put down the violin, and quickly began to change clothes, "Thank you, you have to work hard to survive the whole tonight!" ”

Winnie smiled indifferently: "No problem, then you go back and have a good rest." ”

After saying that, she had to appear immediately to not let the atmosphere of the restaurant cool down.

Lan Mufei changed her clothes, didn't even dare to leave the main entrance with her violin, and hurriedly ran out of the back door of the restaurant, and as soon as she arrived at the corner of the street, a man wearing black clothes and sunglasses stopped in front of her.

Subconsciously turned around and ran back, not knowing when there was another man behind her, and she knew this man.

Fingernails almost digging into the violin cassette, trying to maintain his composure, "What the hell are you trying to do?" ”

Hang Hang's expression was relaxed, and he felt that she was too nervous.

"The Count wants to see you!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his five fingers together and headed towards the intersection, and a black car was parked, "Miss Lan, please." ”

She doesn't have any right to say "no"!

Hang Hang was very polite to her, politely opened the car door for her, and invited her to sit in.

Lan Mufei stood at the door of the car and refused to enter, the seemingly luxurious car was no different from the tiger's den in Longtan to her, and Louis Ying's innate indifference and powerful aura were intimidating. You can feel it even when you stand at the door of the car.

Resigned herself to her fate, Hang Hang closed the door, Lan Mufei's heart tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to leave, but the cold voice made her body stiffen instantly.

"I'm not going to eat you!"

The cold voice belonged to Louis Ying, who was sitting by the window, and a pair of blue eyes looked at her calmly, as if he was dissatisfied with her reaction.

Lan Mufei desperately grabbed the strap of the piano case, bit her lip tightly, and did not speak.

Or rather, she didn't want to say a word to this man!

He stared at her, as sharp as if he wanted to see through her whole person, through her soul, and there was nothing to hide.

Lan Mufei didn't know where the courage came from, and looked up at him with starry eyes, not to be outdone.

Her reaction darkened Louis Ying's eyes, and he was silent for a long time but did not speak, but took out a check from his bosom and handed it to her.

Lan Mufei was stunned for a moment, and saw the numbers on the check, which she couldn't earn by working part-time in her life, but-

"Neurotic!" Drop these three words, and turn sideways to get out of the car.

He held her wrist lightly, his face was a little worse than just now, but Lan Mufei's reaction was greater than just now, and he quickly shook off his hand, "Let go of me!" What exactly do you want to do? ”

Everything was over seven years ago, and now what is he doing with this check, to humiliate her again, to stomp on her!

"You deserve it." Louis Yingjie finally opened Chrysostom, holding the cheque in his fingers, which had been intended for her in the first place, although the child was gone after all.

"Deserved?" Lan Mufei sneered, "Earl, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm afraid that I will take your money myself, and I won't be able to spend it." ”

Not to mention that the child was not born, even if the child was born healthy, she never thought of taking his money, and she did not come out to sell, nor was she a surrogate mother, she needed to sell her body to get that dirty money.

Louis Widow's eyes narrowed, and before he could speak, she spoke: "Seven years ago, we were clear, and it is better that the Earl's car should not be dirty for people like me." ”

Before the words fell, her hand had already held the doorknob, and after speaking, she pushed it away directly, and ran away when she got out of the car, so that Hang Hang, who was guarding outside the car, did not expect it.

The bodyguard tried to chase him, but he reached out to stop him.

Hang Hang bent down and looked down at the car, Louis Ying's cold and blue face, probably not lightly angry, "Earl......"

This Lan Mufei seems to be too ignorant.

"Since she doesn't appreciate it, it's better to forget it." Hang Hang said again.

"I think she made a very bad decision." Louis Ying's eyes swept away, and his slender and powerful fingers had torn the cheque to shreds and spilled it out of the car window.

Hang Hang clearly understood what he meant, "I'll call the manager of the restaurant!" ”

Louis was silent, his eyes shining through the rearview mirror looking in the direction she had just run away, his eyebrows chilling.

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Lan Mufei ran home panting, Yun Gu hadn't come back yet, she put down the violin, slumped weakly on the *, covered herself with a quilt, curled up, and couldn't stop trembling.

Suddenly there was a thunderclap outside, and the silver light passed through the window over her face for a moment, and she trembled even more.

Soon it began to rain heavily, and it was exactly the same as the night seven years ago.

No, the wind was stronger, the rain was heavier on that night seven years ago, and the smell of blood permeated the luxurious and cold villa.

Less than two hours after the miscarriage, she lay on *, so weak that she couldn't even stand up, her hair was damp, and she lay on *, and the servants looked at her coldly.

Suddenly, a group of people broke into the bedroom, there were servants, there were bodyguards, and the woman standing at the front was graceful, dignified and elegant, and very well maintained, but the light of those eyes stared at her very unkindly for a full minute.

"The child is gone?" The words were to ask the people around her, and her expression obviously didn't want to talk to the unlucky Lan Mufei on *.

"Yes, Madame Red." The servant who had taken care of Lan Mufei for a long time replied respectfully to the noblewoman's words.

Madame Hong frowned, and immediately reprimanded: "Then what are you doing leaving her here?" Do you really think she's a countess? ”

"Throw her out of here!"

"No...... Don't ......" Lan Mufei was so weak that she didn't even have the tone to speak, and she couldn't help but shake her head as she watched the two burly bodyguards walk towards her: "Don't do this to me...... Don't ......"

The bodyguard was expressionless, as if he couldn't understand what she was saying, and one of them directly lifted her up and dragged her down from the *, behaving rudely, not caring about her weak body at all.

"Stay away, don't get dirty." Madame Red covered her lips with a silk handkerchief, disgusting her filthy existence everywhere.

"Don't ...... When I get better, I'll go, I won't stay here......" Her aching forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and because of the pain, it was very difficult to say a sentence intermittently.

Madame Red glanced at her contemptuously, gave the bodyguards a look, and the two bodyguards immediately dragged her downstairs.

Although the domestic helper felt pitiful for her, who dared to offend her employer for a woman, everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb, and turned their heads not to look at the shocking blood dripping from her on the floor.

Louis Widow ...... I want to see Louis Widow...... I want to see her! Lan Mufei knew that he was the only one who could stop all this.

Even if he had a miscarriage, he couldn't do this to her.

Madame Red went downstairs elegantly, and when she heard her call the earl's name, her face changed instantly, and her voice was sharp: "The earl's name is also what a lowly person like you can call directly?" ”

"I want to see Louis Widow!" Lan Mufei said stubbornly.

Madame Red's eyes swept contemptuously over her embarrassed face, "The Earl knows that you have a miscarriage and has left your affairs to me, do you think he will waste his time to meet a lowly person like you?!" ”

One by one, she was cheap, lowly, and trampled on her without dignity.

Lan Mufei's heart was instantly cold, and the bottom of her eyes was swallowed up by coldness and despair little by little. There was a tingling pain in her lower abdomen, almost making her faint in pain.

Unstoppable bleeding stained her pajamas red from Shiraki's clear legs. The roots flowed downwards and dripped onto the smooth floor.

Seeing the stained blood, Madame Hong's tone became even colder: "Why don't you throw this filthy thing out quickly, clean up the house before the earl returns, and don't have any dirty stuff." ”

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About Ah Tilt & Ah Li.

Many readers don't understand it, so I'll explain it briefly.

From the beginning to the end of yesterday's update, it is actually implied everywhere that Ah Tilt is not dead.

First: Lin Chen and Lu Ningan will not get married until Ah Tan comes back safely, of course, this is not obvious.

Second: Ah Tan dreamed that Ah Li came to find him and took him home. At the end, Ah Li said: Ah Lean, let's go home.

This is the overlap between Ah Tilt's dream and reality, and it is obvious that Ah Tilt is not dead.

As for everyone coming to say goodbye, it's not.

The relationship between Ah Li and Ah Li has always been warm, there are no ups and downs, this time is the biggest ordeal, the heart is buried with you, referring to Ah Li's heart is finally given to Allure, love sealed Xuanxue, referring not to the relationship between the two people ended in Xuanxue Mountain, it was Ah Li who chased Ah Li to run, but Ah Li's heart was concerned about the scarlet, and in Xuanxue Mountain, Ah Li admitted that he fell in love with Ah Li, and the frozen old feelings, dusty old feelings, can start the latest relationship between the two people. And the presence of those with whom they are bound is a testimony and a symbol of new beginnings.

About the divorce agreement.

Lin Chen wanted to stop Long Lifei from going up the mountain, and Ah Li said, "She is my wife!" Why didn't he say anything else, but just said this. It's a pun.

1: Hinting at Lin Chen, Allure is not only the daughter of the Ye family, but also his wife. 2: In the case of Ah Tan's uncertain life and death, he exposed the marriage news, which means that no matter whether Ah Tan is his wife or not, he will always be. (He signed the divorce agreement, but did not hand it over to Chongjian, and what he said to Ah Qian that time was obviously teasing her.) ）

A lot of people say it's anticlimactic, but I don't think so. As I said, there are a thousand kinds of endings, and I choose the most beautiful moment to end, which also means that the love between Ah Tan and Ah Li is perfect and beautiful.

Most readers may want to see Ah Li and Ah Li's sweet love, of course this will be there, stay in the follow-up. I didn't continue to write because Ah Li and Ah Tan were already so happy and sweet at the beginning, and continuing to depict too much with pen and ink is cumbersome and repetitive, endless.

It has been three or five years since I wrote the article, and the sweetness of the ending of each story is repeated, and I am tired of having children. In fact, the most beautiful ending is not written by the author, but imagined by the reader himself. Imagine being as happy as you want to be and not being bound by anything.

I have always disliked being bound and I have never been willing to give in, both in words and in life. There is still a long time in the future, and I may still choose the best way to express the beginning and end of the story, and many places will be left blank, relying on the readers to experience, figure out, and imagine with their hearts.

I don't know how many people can tolerate and accept it, but I still want to say, thank you for liking me and my little paranoia.

Thank you.

(This paragraph is free, so feel free to read.) ）