Chapter 44 Just a Contract

Luo Hanfeng's car followed the way down the mountain, bypassed a few large-sloping turns, and finally stopped at a relatively flat roadside halfway up the mountain.

Under the faint clouds and smoke, the buildings are dense, and a prosperous metropolis is looming. Luo Hanfeng leaned against the car and stared at the distance. His dark eyes were hard to distinguish between joy and anger. I don't know when there was an extra lit cigar in his hand, and layers of fog hovered up into the air. The handsome face suddenly appeared in the misty fog...

This was the first time that Bai Shu'an saw him smoke. Standing behind him, the thick smoke floated into her mouth and nose with the wind. She couldn't help choking a few times.

Luo Hanfeng came to his senses and said quickly, "I'm sorry!" The sparks were extinguished silently.

"Why do you..." Why do you have to marry me? Halfway through Bai Shu'an's words, it didn't go on.

"Because I need a wedding, a wife, and a nominal family to help me complete the next plan." Luo Hanfeng completely understood what she meant, threw the extinguished cigarette butts into the distant air, looked down at her seemingly incomprehensible face, and there was an undercurrent in her dark eyes. "It only takes a year for me to complete my plan, and you can also get what you want. In addition to the theater, if there is anything else If you want other than that, you can bring it up now, and I will ask the lawyer to write it in our marriage contract.

It turned out that this was just a naked transaction. Bai Shu felt at ease, but she smiled faintly on her face and said calmly, "I want money, enough money to let me spend the rest of my life safely." She smiled secretly in her heart. Maybe it was gorgeous enough to make him believe that he was close to him.

Luo Hanfeng seemed to be stunned. He paused, and there was a trace of hoarseness in his deep voice. The black eyes that looked at her face easily turned to the empty back, and a far-fetched smile appeared on his calm cheeks: "Of course, after the end of our contract, you will get a huge compensation, enough for the rest of your life. The cost of living.

"But your father didn't agree to our marriage." Bai Shu'an calmly retorted.

"I'll let him agree!" What Luo Hanfeng said was resolute, as if there was nothing in the world that he could not do.

*****

In the evening, Luo Tianqi sent Qingyu and Shi Yao away and sat alone in the study. From evening to night, he smoked a cigar alone and watched the evening wind roll up the curtain of the floor-to-ceiling window. In this midsummer night, there were bursts of coolness...

For many years, he had also been suddenly moved by a woman. If it was not her, he would not marry him. He also begged his father that even if he was kicked out of the house, he would go with her... But later, in the end, he was the only one sitting here!

He pressed step by step today. He originally hoped that his son could change his mind, but now it seems impossible. No matter what means he takes, his son will not accept other women. Although his son's reaction made him angry, he actually felt a trace of relief in the bottom of his heart, at least, This incident confirms that he is completely different from his son...

Luo Tianqi suddenly lowered his body, took out a dim yellow old photo from the drawer, and held it affectionately in the palm of his hand with trembling hands. Through the bright light in the room, a gorgeous and charming figure leaped into his eyes. The woman was dressed in burgundy red, gold and satin. The robe is covered with a white cashmere coat, and her enchanting posture reflects the white snow behind her. She is like a blooming sobbing red plum, standing in the cold wind.

Layers of wetness blurred Luo Tianqi's vision. He looked out of the window. In the dark night, he seemed to see the enchanting woman in the photo coming towards her. Her charming smile hung on her face, and her smile was like yesterday...

Luo Tianqi got up and hurriedly ran out of the window. Suddenly, he stammed and bumped into the flower pot by the window...

It's dark outside. There is no woman she misses and dreams about every day. There are only the quiet Luoyuan, the dark mountains, and the lights in the distance...

*****

It was almost late at night when Luo Hanfeng sent Bai Shu'an back to the hotel. After saying goodbye to him, she stepped into the door of the hotel in the thick night, and then went straight through the lobby to the elevator entrance to wait.

There were few guests in the hall, and the originally bright around suddenly became dark and lonely, and a slight footstep was clearly distinguishable.

Suddenly I heard someone calling her name gently. Her heart tightened. Looking back, under the colorful carved crystal lamp, a tall and thin figure stood upright beside the corridor. The light was as bright and dark, outlined his soft and delicate face. His face was like a spring breeze, and his smile was warm, but that bunch of confusing eyes seemed to be full of sadness. Look He won people's pity, and his wide casual casual clothes made him look lonely and his face was clear.

"Brother Ruomin!" Bai Shu'an shouted in surprise.

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

While talking, she had come to her, and her face was full of dust, as if she had been waiting for a long time. Bai Shu'an looked at his eyes silently. The pile of words she was going to explain were swallowed into her stomach, and she didn't know how to open her mouth.

It happened that the elevator door opened, and she seemed to have caught a life-saving straw and rushed in. Du Ruomin followed quietly and casually pressed down the 12th floor.

There were only two of them in the elevator. In the cramped and dark space, the sound of a breath was clearly audible. I thought the abnormal atmosphere could be postponed, but who would have thought it to be more painful. In just one minute, it seemed that she had spent a long night, and the scene she didn't dare to face was finally staged.

Ruo Min's hand reached out at some point. She held her wrist tightly with unprecedented force. She wanted to shake it, but she couldn't force it at all.

"Do you really want to marry him?" His voice was soft, but clear and powerful, engraved word by word in her heart.

The elevator stopped with a "ding" sound, the door opened, and Bai Shu'an walked out without looking back. He held his hand tightly and paused for a moment before reluctantly letting go.

"You know that I have always had you in my heart." His words were extremely soft, as if he would be swallowed up by the dark air at any time in this silent midnight.

"Why, why? A few years ago, a few months ago, you didn't say that when I didn't put someone else in my heart, I naively thought that you were my only confidant and looked forward to knowing you and going on with you all my life..." She said this, which really surprised me, but in the end I said the words that had been pressed in the bottom of my heart for many years, and I felt a little relaxed in vain.

Now she turned to look at him, full of tears, pear blossoms and rain, falling down one after another. In fact, she rarely cried like this. Even if she bumped into his beauty in her arms that day, she just couldn't cry. At this moment, although she knew that it was going to be a fake marriage, for The late confession and farewell to each other felt that they should be more cautious, as if the pain accumulated for so many years suddenly gushed out. She couldn't help crying loudly.

With a bloody question, "Why did you choose now... I have convinced myself to be your sister, but you came to tell me not to. Do you think we are ridiculous? Obviously, we have had so many times and opportunities to explain and confess, and obviously we don't have to be so tired..." A gradually hoarse voice She choked again and again, and the tears stopped and flowed back into her heart. She only felt bitter and unbearable.

Du Ruomin stood in front of her and watched her tears dripping. Listening to her voice become cold one by one, his painful and tangled heart also cooled down.

"I'm sorry..." The voice condensed in my throat, a little astringent, and my eyes seemed to be covered by two fogs. I couldn't see her face clearly. "I'm asking too much from you. I'm too greedy."

He looked at his decadent figure in the bright elevator door with some self-deprecating, and his clenched fist hung heavily on the stone wall beside him. "I have been trying to be your good brother. I have always believed that this is the best way for you. I believe in Aunt Man. She said that from now on, you will have the most beautiful life..."

In her memory, his voice has always been warm and soft, like the warm sunshine in the spring afternoon, which can brush away all the haze around her, but at this moment, the words spell from his pale lips and teeth are colder and colder.

He trembled all over, leaned weakly against the wall, was silent for a while, and said to her again, "Actually, I'm waiting here today, just want to tell you before everyone... I wish you happiness!"

It seemed that he had exhausted all his strength to finish speaking. The only remaining light in his gentle eyes also slowly extinguished, and then slowly turned around and left...

Bai Shu'an stared at the long thin shadow and gradually came out of her sight. Perhaps she walked out of her life forever. Although there was a twitch in her heart, I don't know why, she felt relieved. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, calmed down, and turned back to the room.

In the shadow of the corner, Du Ruomin leaned against the wall weakly, with a pale smile on the corners of his mouth. An arm hidden in his sleeve was exposed in the air. The flesh and blood were blurred. Blood fell on the gray carpet, which was very eye-catching. The other intact hand covered the fiercely undulating chest, as if it was suppressing. The pain of words.

After the footsteps outside the wall were far away, he reappeared and looked at the direction in which she left. His eyes were intricately intertwined with pity, entanglement, repentance and misery. He said to the deceased figure from now on, "From now on, all the good things will be sealed in the memory. From now on, only you will be buried deeply. In my heart, from now on, I don't want you to be sad because of me anymore..."