Love is endless but not joyful: searching across the sea and letting go of memories (3)

Lan Mufei's belly had not moved for a long time, and it was past her due date. The doctor checked her and found that there was no problem. The number of fetal movements every day was also normal. He said straight away: This child is too calm.

Sijun was calm, but Long Ziqi could not be calm and arranged for Lan Mufei to be hospitalized to prevent her amniotic fluid from breaking and giving birth at any time.

The hospital ward is an independent room, which is quite spacious, with a set of furniture, an independent toilet and a small kitchen.

Two teams of doctors and nurses are on duty 24 hours a day to monitor her condition.

The days in the hospital were extremely boring. Lan Mufei did not only read books and sleep every day, but occasionally turned on the TV to watch the news.

On the afternoon of October 20, after taking a nap, she suddenly wanted to eat small kumquats. The doctor just came over to examine her, so the servant went out to buy them.

The routine examination didn't take long. After the doctor finished the examination, he had to hold a small meeting because she had no signs of labor for more than 42 weeks.

Although the examination shows that her fetus is normal and the amniotic fluid has not decreased, if this continues, the quality of the amniotic fluid will become turbid, which is very dangerous to both the mother and the baby!

During the consultation, the wife should be advised to have an oxytocin injection, and it is best to have the baby come out within these two days.

Lan Mufei was the only one left in the ward. She had nothing to do. She casually touched the remote control of the TV and turned on the TV. She wanted to listen to it casually.

The illuminated LCD screen made her breath freeze.

A grand ceremony of the century is being broadcast live around the world - the wedding of the widow Louis and Jane Lanstro.

In the past two or three months, she didn't read much international news, and even avoided news about France, Paris, etc. Subconsciously, she didn't want to know his current situation, as if this way, the widow Louis would always be in her memory.

That him, the him who belongs to you!

She never expected that after escaping for so long, she would still see his wedding with her own eyes. She was just the bride, not herself!

There is a voice in my mind that keeps saying: Turn off the TV, stop watching it, don’t watch it anymore...

But his actions were not controlled by his consciousness, and the hand holding the remote control was stiff and cold, as if it no longer belonged to him.

Lan Mufei's obscure eyes stared greedily at the handsome face on the screen. He could only be seen in dreams after midnight reincarnation. He had not changed, he was still handsome and arrogant, and the disdain in his eyes was even worse than before.

He stood in front of the auditorium, as if waiting for the bride to appear. His handsome face did not show the joy and nervousness of being a groom; his pair of clear blue eyes were even more unfathomable than the blue sea and sky. Under the sun, amid the noisy guests,

At the wedding scene, he seemed to be standing alone, his stern facial lines exuding loneliness and indifference.

I don’t know that behind the many machines, on this side of the screen——

There is a heart that has already been dampened by heavy rains and flooded!

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This wedding was organized by Mrs. Hong and Jane's mother. It was as luxurious as it wanted, and as extravagant as it wanted. There were countless rich and powerful people present, not to mention those wealthy ladies and so on.

Some people are envious of this wedding of the century, as the marriage of wealthy families will definitely bring greater benefits in the future, while others sneer at the fact that the former widow Louis did not want to break away from the Louis family, but now she cannot let go of fame and fortune and chooses to marry!

Louis Yingqi's stern silhouette is calm, with his hands in his pockets, standing in the crowd, without sadness or joy, without any joy of being a bridegroom.

In such a lively occasion, he felt lonely and powerless.

Within eight months, his hands were covered with blood, some of which were deserved and some of which were innocent, but to him, there was no difference.

It has been ten months, and there has been no news about her, as if she has disappeared from this world.

She knew in her heart that she just hid it, unwilling to let herself find it, unwilling to be a burden to him and dragging down his progress, and wanted to let him choose the path he wanted to take in the future.

In the past ten months or more than half a year, has she been like herself, suddenly waking up in the middle of the night and feeling heartbroken at the thought of the other person?

Two months ago, the heads of the two families met and decided on the wedding date. Madam Red invited Mr. and Mrs. Lanstro to discuss the wedding details in detail. He sent Jane back alone first.

The car stopped at the entrance of Villa Lanstro, the partition board in the middle was raised, the lights in the car were dim and elegant, and the two people occupied one side each.

When Jane's hand fell on the door handle to get out of the car, his low and hoarse voice whispered: "Thank you."

My fingers were stiff for a few seconds, I pursed my red lips, and replied in a low voice, "You don't have to thank me." Everything was of my own free will.

Louis Yingqi's mysterious pupils looked out the car window at the night, the cold outlines were always tight, and his sharp eyebrows had never relaxed in the past six months.

Jane hesitated several times, and finally bit her red lips and asked: "Are we...really going to get married?"

The sound was dispersed in the silent carriage. He looked indifferent and looked out the window as if he had not heard it.

"As I said at the beginning..." Jane spoke again.

Louis Yingzi turned his head, looked at her with his clear blue eyes, and said in a calm voice: "I will try my best."

A flash of waves flashed in Jian's eyes, a faint smile spread at the corner of her mouth, and she nodded: "Okay."

"Go to rest early!" There was no care or tenderness in his calm voice.

"Good night." Jane got out of the car and was about to close the car door when she suddenly bent over and looked inside: "The widow——"

Oligarch Louis Ying turned his head slightly, looked at her, and waited for the next words.

"I will work hard too!" A gentle voice overflowed from her red lips, gradually fading into a faint smile.

Louis Yingwu pursed his lips, half-smiling but not smiling, and signaled her to go back and rest quickly.

Jane closed the car door, turned and left.

Louis Yingqi's thin lips drooped involuntarily, and the light in his eyes became increasingly dim and cold.

The partition board lowered, and Hang Hang was driving. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, licked his dry lips in the dark, and said in a calm voice: "Earl, do you really want to marry Miss Jian?"

Louis Yingwidow's face became increasingly gloomy because of the word "marriage". Hang Hang glanced at his gloomy and gloomy expression through the rearview mirror, and his heart kept sinking...

After a long time, in the carriage, his low voice lingered in an extremely sad voice, as if he was speaking to Hang Hang, more like he was speaking to himself.

He said: "Hang Hang, if I had known that I would fall in love with a woman named Lan Mufei when I was thirty-five years old, then in the first thirty-four years without her, I would have done everything in advance to love her.

Prepared; but I didn't know, so in the end I lost her."

"And everything I am doing now should have been done long ago... I hope it is not too late in my lifetime."

Some people will meet on a narrow road in their lifetime and will not be spared.

He wasn't sure if they would ever meet again in his lifetime, but it was better to work hard on something than do nothing.

Suppose we can meet again...

So all efforts now are not too late.

Hypothesis is actually a very beautiful word. You will be as happy as you want it to be, because you can never get it again.

In the darkness, Hang Hang's hands tightly grasped the steering wheel, and his eyes were already sour and filled with tears.

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In this wedding of the century, the happiest person is none other than Madam Red. She holds all the power of Louis and her natal family. Fengchen is dead, and now Jane is also married to Louis the widow; in the future, all the wealth of the Lanstro family

And power also belongs to the Louis family.

The word "Louis" will become the most expensive and unattainable surname in Paris and France.

And all this she has spent her whole life in exchange for. Without herself, the Louis family would have declined long ago in the hands of Louis Enlun. Therefore, no matter what she has done, it is all right. She is the glory and glory of the Louis family.

Pride is the greatest contributor!

There were media outside, and there was a special banquet hall inside the church. The red lady was dressed in a red dress, with exquisite makeup, an elegant smile, and a glass of champagne in her hand, as she calmly entertained the guests.

The accident happened so suddenly that no one expected it.

A man in a waiter's uniform held a tray in his hand and approached Mrs. Hong. When everyone was caught off guard, he pulled out a fruit knife from nowhere and stabbed Mrs. Hong in a red dress.

There were some important people in the banquet hall, and no one knew how he got in. Han Ping, who was following Madam Hong, was a little further away at the time and did not block her. The tip of the knife pierced Madam Hong's body, and blood gushed out instantly.

Let the red dress become even more red when wet.

Wanting to penetrate deeper, Han Ping had already rushed over and subdued the perpetrator - Yun Gu!

Mrs. Hong was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment; Yun Gu was not handed over to the police, but was controlled by Han Ping.

Weddings are about to turn into funerals, and the scene is chaotic.

Mrs. Hong was taken to the nearest hospital, while the wedding car drove slowly, and the two cars passed by each other. The scene was slightly ironic.

There are cameras in the banquet hall and live broadcast. Even if Han Ping wants to suppress all the news and prevent the news from being broadcast, it will be too late; the scene of Madam Hong being stabbed to the end has already spread all over the world!

Not only was the wedding scene in chaos, but everything on the other side of the camera was in chaos, especially in the ward in country a.

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Lan Mufei's obscure eyes saw the familiar silhouette in the picture holding a blade and stabbing Madam Hong. She was in the ice cave and her breathing stopped.

Why?

Why are you so stupid?

Qingming's eyes were suddenly covered with mist, and she watched helplessly as Han Ping subdued Yun Gu, while Mrs. Hong was sent to the hospital unconscious.

It felt like someone had stabbed me in the heart, I couldn't breathe, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Ten months into her pregnancy, she had a big belly, was bloated and fragile, and felt helpless and at a loss.

"Mobile phone...Mobile phone...Yingwi...Yingwi save him..."

Lan Mufei's lips collided tremblingly, and the strong taste of blood was already filling her mouth; the TV picture was extremely chaotic, just like her brain.

With trembling hands, I grabbed the thing in my hand and found that it was not a mobile phone. I threw the remote control to the ground. It cracked and the battery popped out and rolled under the bed.
To be continued...