Today, Lan Zehan found that Lan Zexi has grown up again and is a malleable talent, so is he happy? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Lan Zehan trusts her Leng Qianfeng and begins to call her name affectionately.

One small step on the planet can be accomplished, one giant leap for humanity.

Tonight, the moonlight on the lotus pond, right? Remember! Tonight, I must let Lan Zehan understand my Leng Qianfeng's intentions, although I know that Lan Zehan's marriage is not up to me.

Leng Qianfeng raised his head, closed his eyes, and a crystal clear pearl containing potassium chloride slipped down from the corner of his eye.

Leng Qianfeng understands: Secret love, not as good as unrequited love, secret love, Lan Zehan doesn't know; unrequited love, not as good as heart-to-heart, heart-to-heart, Lan Zehan understands in his heart; there is a kind of love, the other party has a number in his heart, and it has nothing to do with marriage.

Leng Qianfeng thought, in the world, there are as many people as there are, sooner or later, there are as many kinds of love. Not every kind of love is beautiful and regretless.

There are thousands of kinds of love in the world, there are thousands of bitter love in the world, everything in the world is contradictory, dialectically unified, only the existence of defects, can highlight the beauty, there is always a part of love, must stay in fantasy, must stop in real life......

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Just as the ambulance was about to leave Lieyan University, someone in the back of the ambulance shouted hysterically, carrying two foam fast food boxes in their hands, chasing and running hard......

This person is none other than Lan Zeyu.

After Lan Zeyu washed, in order to save time, he went to the lecture hall earlier, and when Ji Xubin washed, Lan Zeyu went out to buy breakfast.

What he didn't expect was that all the student cafeterias of Lieyan University had ceased business, so he ran to the back door of Lieyan University to buy two boxes of P City Fried Noodles, waited in line, and finally bought P City Fried Noodles, and walked back with him, but heard the sound of first aid and police cars in the road.

Lan Zeyu immediately quickened his pace, and ran back to see that the police car was still loading people, and the ambulance had already gone at a high speed.

Lan Zeyu grabbed a classmate and asked about the situation, only to learn that the person who was slightly injured was Bai Zichen from Room 202 next door, and the person who stabbed a knife in the abdomen was Ji Xubin from Room 201.

Ji Xubin!

Ji Xubin......

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day that slashed at Lan Zeyu's head, and he was stunned.

However, two seconds later, he immediately shouted to stop and sprinted towards the ambulance.

However, two legs can never outrun four legs.

Lan Zeyu chased him all the way to the gate of Jinpeng Dangtou Affiliated University, but he still didn't catch up with the ambulance, but he remembered the name of the hospital. Simply, Lan Zeyu stopped, ran to the side of the asphalt road, took a blue shared bicycle, and stepped on.

This thing, Lan Zeyu rode very slippery.

On the mountain roads in the countryside, Lan Zeyu often comes by bicycle.

Lan Zeyu also didn't forget to hang two boxes of P City fried noodles on the handles of the shared bicycles.

The aroma of the fried noodles in P City always overflows from the foam lunch box, and then wafts out through the thin white plastic bag and enters the nose.

"Gollum!"

Lan Zeyu could hear his stomach singing. Although there are only two syllables, they are clear and clear, and the tone is abrupt.

However, his cousin Ji Xubin's life was at stake, and he was killed by a knife, so he couldn't delay time and had to rush to the hospital as soon as possible.

If it is said that his cousin Chi Xubin was tragically killed, then how should he report the funeral to his seriously ill mother? How should he report the funeral to Lan Xiangling, the aunt who took care of his mother Lan Xiangqiao?

Let the white-haired person send the black-haired person?

No!

Ji Woo-bin must not die!

Lan Zeyu was riding the car while driving away the dead ghost reincarnation, but he was worried about Ji Xubin, and at the same time, he recalled his mother Lan Xiangqiao's words.

Lan Zeyu remembered that her mother Lan Xiangqiao said that the Lan family is always unfortunate, her mother Lan Xiangqiao and her aunt Lan Xiangling are both hard-working people, and their fates are so similar, they have no husband.

The specific difference is that her mother, Lan Xiangqiao, never mentions her husband's affairs.

And every time Aunt Lan Xiangling recalls her husband, she always has endless memorial speeches.

Lan Zeyu has seen his little uncle, and Chi Xubin is almost a copy of his little uncle. It's just that Lan Zeyu has never seen his father.

Mother Lan Xiangqiao and aunt Lan Xiangling never revealed half a word.

It's just—

On several occasions, her mother, Lan Xiangqiao, held a piece of hard-shell paper with a yellowed back, stared at it, and secretly wiped her tears.

Bumped into by Lan Zeyu, Lan Xiangqiao always panicked and put the hardshell paper into an old wooden box, and then locked it.

Lan Xiangqiao's health became worse and worse, and she gradually became bedridden.

Lan Xiangqiao asked Lan Xiangling to bring the wooden box. Lan Xiangling tacitly took out the hardshell paper inside and handed it to Lan Xiangqiao's hand.

Lan Xiangqiao looked at the hardshell paper, and once again wet the pillow towel with tears.

"Sister, it's been twenty years, haven't you let go? It's time to let go-"

"Xiangling, you won't understand, look at Zeyu, it's too much like him-"

Lan Xiangqiao wiped a handful of tears, handed the hard-shell paper to Lan Xiangling, closed her eyes, sighed long, and said desperately: "Xiangling, you are right, Zeyu has grown up, Zeyu will definitely not learn from him...... It's time to put it down and burn the photos. ”

"Sister—"

"Burn it. I'm sleepy. ”

"Click!"

Lan Xiangling rang the lighter, and the photo burned.

Lan Zeyu immediately realized something, rushed in, snatched Lan Xiangling's photo, and when he saw it, the head on the photo was burned.

"Who? Whose photo? Auntie—"

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

Lan Xiangqiao, who was lying on the hospital bed, coughed and pulled Lan Zeyu's heart. Lan Zeyu's heart was torn and painful.

Lan Zeyu squatted down and gently patted Lan Xiangqiao.

Gradually, Lan Xiangqiao reached out and grabbed Lan Zeyu's hand, her voice was very weak, and she said, "Zeyu, don't ask my aunt, and don't pursue that photo anymore." Promise Mom, okay?"

Lan Zeyu's heart softened, nodded and agreed, and a tear instantly dripped on Lan Xiangqiao's arm.

......

"Gah-"

"Gah-"

"Bang!"

Lan Zeyu was riding on the car and heard a sudden braking sound and a terrifying sound of objects colliding.

Lan Zeyu immediately came back to his senses, looked up, the red light on the opposite side, the green light on the right, the shared bicycle drove into the intersection, and a big truck came galloping from the right.

"Ahh

Lan Zeyu's heart tightened, and his hands left the handle of the shared bicycle without obeying the call, and the whole person flew out.

At this moment, flying in the air with lightning speed, Lan Zeyu's frightened heart was jumping.

At the age of twenty, if you don't promise to match, you will become a lonely ghost and a miserable world.

I should have listened to my mother Lan Xiangqiao's words at the beginning, grabbed a mother, and made a companion, so as to save the loneliness of another world.