Disabled president does not get divorced

Chapter 35

In autumn, the leaves of Henglin are red.

Pieces of maple leaves are like red butterflies flying in the air, passing by like a dream.

This is the first time Zhuang Ling stepped into this school after three years. The last time he stopped because of Leng Yichen's sudden phone call. This time, Zhuang Ling couldn't help but walked slowly towards the depths of the campus following the guidance of the maple leaves all over the floor. .

Everything is the same as it was three years ago, except that there is less laughter, less people coming and going, and it seems depressed, closed, and lifeless for no reason.

The empty campus, the beautiful music, is like an invisible veil, and the guide Zhuang Ling walks up the stairs following the sound of the beautiful music...

A body that seems to be out of the body, tempted by music.

An all-too-familiar auditorium, an all-too-familiar scene, and even an all-too-familiar person. For four years, he was the Prince Charming in fairy tales, and she was his princess.At least for those four years, she thought so.

At this moment, the prince was still sitting in front of the piano and playing a familiar tune, so what should the princess do?

The familiar brushes and drawing boards are still in place, as if waiting for the arrival of the owner at any time.

Stepping on the melodious music, Zhuang Ling walked slowly towards the drawing board.I can't help but pick up the paintbrush, staring at the Prince Charming in the fairy tale and writing slowly.Stroke by stroke, the scene that has been experienced countless times a few years ago is repeated again.

He quietly played the pieces of music composed only for her, and she quietly painted the dreams of those years ago.

The sun is shining quietly here.

Outside the house, there are still colorful leaves falling like butterflies dancing.Inside the house is a beautiful and suffocating picture scroll.

Time freezes at this moment, in a haze, like a dream.

"Yesterday, what exactly did you say to Ling Ling?" The usual calmness, composure, and composure in the shopping mall disappeared, replaced by obvious traces of worry and anger.

As long as matters related to Zhuang Ling are involved, Leng Yichen can't always be as calm and calm as his counterpart.If this was a business negotiation, then obviously he lost it at the beginning.

"Is there something shameful about Mr. Leng? Is he afraid of what others will say?" He leisurely held a cup of coffee, with an indescribably mocking smile on his face.This was the first time Li Yan saw another expression other than blank expression on Leng Yichen's face.

"Don't play charades with me, don't test my patience." Every word, the invisible majesty radiated naturally.

"It's just telling the truth." Surprised by the pressure emanating from Leng Yichen's body, he remained calm for a moment, with the same indifferent and sarcastic expression as before.

"What did you say?" Faintly, Leng Yichen had already guessed what it was, but he had regained his composure, but the clenched palms betrayed his calmness.

No wonder, no wonder she suddenly ran back to the dealer yesterday to ask about that matter, no wonder she looked into her eyes with dodge.Zhuang Ling, after all these years, can't you forget him?
What about me?What am I?
The heart slowly tightened inch by inch, and the suffocating pain was hidden under the deep black eyes.

"Just tell her the truth back then."

Leng Yichen wished he could strangle Li Yan to death. The reason why he still wanted to see Li Yan was because he still had a little luck. Fortunately, Zhuang Ling didn't know what happened back then, but in fact she knew, so what would she do? do it?

Did that slight dodge yesterday represent her...

Leng Yichen didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The corner of Li Yan's mouth couldn't help but sneer, she didn't expect that Leng Yichen would have a day of fear.However, as long as it was about Zhuang Ling, when would he ever stop being afraid.

His love for Zhuang Ling is so humble that people feel pitiful.

At this moment, Leng Yichen desperately wanted to see Zhuang Ling.Maybe everything is not what he thought, they are already a real couple, aren't they?And, aren't they also very happy, very happy...

Turning around, Leng Yichen didn't want to stay here any longer.

"You just imprisoned her by deception. Do you think she will be happy after being concealed and deceived?"

Ping Shu's voice was like a knife, piercing Leng Yichen's heart in an instant.

"She is very happy now." I don't know whether this sentence is said to Li Yan or to himself.

"That's because she doesn't know anything now. Once she knows everything, she will definitely turn around and leave you without hesitation."

"I won't let her know."

"But, she already knows. Leng Yichen, let's let go." There is no irony, there is only heaviness, a heaviness in the heart.In fact, she is the same as him.

The hand holding the wheelchair trembled uncontrollably, and even the wheelchair was trembling almost undetectably.let go?How can I let go.

"You don't need to go back, A Ling is not in the hospital right now." Facing the back of Leng Yichen who resolutely left, Li Yan got up and blocked Leng Yichen's way, her face was full of desperate determination, and there was a trace that even she was afraid Revenge was mixed in without being aware of it.

"A Ling is not in the hospital, I know where she is."

Delicate, sad, light music combined with the poignant beauty of time, the poignant beauty makes people want to cry.

To the depths of love, tears have moistened the eye sockets.

"Ling, don't cry."

At some point, the piano stopped, but Zhuang Ling was still immersed in a touch of sadness, and the infinitely spreading sadness buried her entire thoughts.

The hands that play the piano are delicate and smooth, long and perfect.

Mu Jingfeng lowered his head and hugged Zhuang Ling's shoulders tightly, looking at the faint tears on her face with heartache.This morning he received a call from Li Yan asking him to come to school, but the moment he stepped in, he couldn't help playing the piano. The tip poured out.

He bought this old school at a high price when it was about to be rebuilt.He would come here every time he misses and hurts his heart, but his princess has already disappeared and never appeared again.

Is this moment real?His princess is back again.

All kinds of yesterday, like the slow motion in the movie, flashed in front of my eyes one by one, and shattered in front of my eyes one by one.A tear slipped from the eye socket without warning, dripping on the unfinished picture, and for a moment, the heartache was indescribable.

Through her hazy eyes, Zhuang Ling looked at the unfinished painting. It turned out that in three years, she could no longer draw his appearance...

"Ling, don't cry, my heart hurts when you cry." The thin kisses couldn't stop Jingying, who kept slipping like pearls, her body was hugged tightly from behind, but she couldn't feel the passion of the past anymore. and warm.

"Back then, you should have told me everything, instead of hiding everything by yourself." With a choked voice, I don't know how much firmness it took to stop the trembling.

"I don't know...I don't know...It all happened so suddenly...I really don't know what to do..." It was obviously not him who was crying, but his voice was suppressed intermittently.

She suddenly closed her eyes, her eye sockets were dry, but also sore, "Ling, I regret it, I regret it a long time ago. But I don't know what face to use to find you."

"Do you know how happy I was when I saw you at the airport? Even though you were as indifferent to me as a stranger, I couldn't stop being happy because you came back."

"But why are you with Leng Yichen? Do you know how heartbroken I was when I heard the news?" Mu Jingfeng stroked Zhuang Ling's trembling and cold fingertips, and put Zhuang Ling's hand on her own. Let her feel her heartbeat beating just for her.

"I have been waiting for you here for three years, Lingling, I regret it, if revenge means losing you, then I regret it."

"Ling, give me another chance, let's start over."

(End of this chapter)