Nanfeng stood quietly, and every word of Song Qi came clearly into her ears. He didn't dare look for her...... He didn't dare leave her...... She suddenly wanted to laugh, Lu Chengyu, this man who was originally unforgivable, but now so many people have come to tell her, he is not, he doesn't, he loves her so much, he loves her so much...... If so, then what did she hate for so many years?

"Mr. Lu has only loved two women in his life, one is a girl from Los Angeles, and the other is Nanfeng from Jinjintai." Song Qi stood behind her, slowly,

"I'm also in charge of Mr. Lu's life, so I know what others don't know - at first he kept you with you because you were like the Los Angeles girl he remembered." At first, he thought of her as a shadow of a girl in Los Angeles......

"But then, your place in Mr. Lu's heart has replaced the girl in Los Angeles, do you remember? He once said to you, 'You will be Mrs. Lu for the rest of your life', and his meaning is clearly that even if a girl from Los Angeles appears in the future, he will not fulfill his original promise to marry her, and you are the only wife he wants. ”（162）

"For you, he 'betrayed' the girl who saved his life and was deeply loved by him." He planted a yard of orchids for a Los Angeles girl, and waited for her for four years, who would dare that not to be in deep love?

But for the sake of the south wind, he even had to live up to that girl, what should this be called? Nanfeng raised her head and faced the crystal lamp on the flower board, the warm orange light like the sun, pouring on her obscure face.

Xia Sangyu's words and Song Qi's words were all in her mind, and she found the reason for many things that she couldn't figure out back then, and found the man's original intention and original intention in their words.

But...... Nanfeng turned his head sideways: "What's wrong with my brother?" "It's like someone suddenly throws a stone at the frozen river, and the thin ice surface is instantly torn apart.

Song Qi was asked, moved his lips, and did not say a word. Nanfeng bent the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes: "He died, died in the Lu Mansion, died under the torture he acquiesced to, how can you forgive him?" How can you want me to ...... Don't hate him? "No matter how much warmth there is, in the face of human life, it seems to have become vulnerable.

This is a gap between her and Lu Chengyu, and it can't be crossed.

"Song Qi." A faint shout from a man was heard in the distance. The two looked at each other, and Lu Chengyu was slowly walking towards them, and behind him was the slowly closing elevator door.

Song Qi is here tonight, and Lu Chengyu is naturally there. Nanfeng stared at the man, his face couldn't see anything wrong, his eyes were dark and light, not sick at all, not at all like he was seriously ill.

"Mr. Lu." Song Qi bowed his head slightly, and at the same time retreated to a position two steps behind him. Looking at the atmosphere between the two just now, and then seeing that there were still two cups of tea on the table, I didn't have to think much to know that they must have chatted, but Lu Chengyu didn't ask them what they were talking about, and only moved his gaze to Nanfeng lightly: "Social?" Nanfeng let out a silent breath and shrugged: "yes, it's just over." Lu Chengyu raised his wrist and looked at the watch time: "I'll send you back." After a pause, he added,

"I didn't drink." In the past, the south wind must have refused, but now it ...... Looking at him, she nodded in agreement after a brief silence.

The car drove out for a while, and there was silence in the carriage, and the south wind tilted his head to one side, as if looking at the scenery outside the window, but in fact he was looking at the side face of the man reflected in the glass.

Lu Cheng meets ...... Lu Cheng encountered...... Song Qi's words came to mind again, and Nanfeng suddenly turned his head: "You don't want to know what Secretary Song and I were talking about just now?" Almost at the same time, Lu Chengyu spoke, and her voice happened to overlap seamlessly with her words: "Don't get engaged to Li Nanyan." Nanfeng paused, then smiled: "Didn't Chairman Lu receive my invitation?" "The invitations have been sent, how can it be that he doesn't have it?

Besides, in what position did he demand from her? Silence returned to the cabin, and a silent condensation spread, this time until the end.

A few minutes later, the car drove to the downstairs of the apartment, Lu Chengyu didn't immediately unlock the car door, only stared ahead, and the lines of his side face were tight and sharp: "I talked to you last time, Li Nanyan's identity is fake, you don't even know who he is, marry him?" ”

"That's my business......" Lu Chengyu interjected: "If you must marry, then marry me." "If you must marry someone, marry me.

…… It's a familiar passage. When he proposed to her back then, it seemed to be the same sentence. Nanfeng's original thoughts were interrupted by him, and she forgot all about it, and after a moment of silence, she turned her head, smiled out the window, and whispered back: "How is it possible?" "Marry him?

She and him? How is that possible? Lu Chengyu asked indifferently: "How is it impossible?" Is there still less remarried couples received by the Civil Affairs Bureau? Nanfeng stared at his face for three seconds, his expression did not loosen at all, and his dark eyes almost merged with the night outside the window.

Pulling the corners of her mouth, she reached out to him to unlock the car door, her cheek brushed his chest, and at the same time whispered lightly: "Don't joke, others can't, we can't." "With a click, the door lock was unlocked, and the south wind opened the door to get out of the car and walk towards the apartment without looking back.

The street lamp stretched her shadow very long, and Lu Chengyu watched from the car. Nanfeng walked to the door, looked down and rummaged for the access card in his bag, just saw a corner of the card, and felt footsteps behind him, and the next second, a man's arm suddenly crossed her waist from behind.

A black blazer, white shirt sleeves, royal blue cuffs, and a few raised green tendons on the back of the hand - there is no doubt who this hand is.

Immediately after, the arm suddenly tightened, grabbed her waist and pressed it hard, and Nanfeng's back immediately pressed against the cold wall.

When facing each other, Nanfeng saw the man's pursed lips, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown down by the wind, and some messily half covered half of his eyes, silently motionless, like a leopard dormant in the weeds.

He didn't move, and the south wind didn't move, letting him hold her down like this. The door of the apartment was a sensor lamp, which went out automatically in their long silence, and the ground was dark for a moment, almost at the same moment, and the south wind felt the oppression from the man opposite, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco and alcohol, and surrounded her very closely.

Immediately afterward, her lip was bitten. Without any pause, he began to storm the city and take the land, rampage.

He was completely in a demanding posture, and he had already taken precautions, Nanfeng had just raised his hand, and before he could make any movements, he grabbed and controlled her behind her with one of his big palms, forcing her to raise her head...... His lips were pressed together, and his breath was rapid.

Nanfeng thought that this might be the last time they had posted since their reunion. Compared to the last time he kissed in the rain, this time he stood one step lower than hers, his chest close to hers, and the two hearts beat at the same frequency.

…… It was a long kiss, so long that the south wind could hear the barking of dogs in the distance, the chattering of the upstairs, and the ringing of mobile phones from nowhere...... Each of them contributed a movement, composing a pyrotechnic music in her ears, in which she forgot everything, even forgetting to push him away.

At the end of the movement, the lips were released, the pressure on the waist disappeared, followed by the automatic sensor light also lit up, and the rich aura of the man was close at hand gradually dissipated, and the south wind did not open his eyes immediately, only catching the sound with his ears.

Footsteps, the sound of the car door opening, the sound of the car closing, then the sound of the car starting, turning around, and finally speeding away...... After all the sounds were gone, she finally opened her eyes.

The four sides were empty. Lu Cheng was gone. But the taste of him lingered on her lips for a long time.

…… Second, the south wind began to hand over all the work at hand. That evening, she finished her last meeting, then turned off her phone, email, messages, and other channels that could reach her, put everything on hold, and took the last flight to Moscow.

A dozen hours later, she arrived in Moscow, and it was also light. Ming, she is about to get engaged to Li Nanyan. (Education 123 Literature Network https://.)