1831. Chapter 1831: See, Lonely (V)

A heavy sound suddenly came from behind, and the mottled black shadow cast on the ground slowly approached her. Dongfang Liuyun was startled for a moment, turned around subconsciously, and followed the sound -

Standing behind him was a man in a black suit.

Dongfang Liuyun was naturally very familiar with the man's appearance.

He has a tall and straight body, exuding an indifference that is difficult for others to approach, cold and perfect facial features, and the most noble and extraordinary temperament. He is restrained and deep. Except for the aura of indifference on his body, which is stronger, everything else seems to be the same. Not much changed a few years ago.

Seeing Liu Yun turn around, he stopped the next moment and stood silently under the street lights, looking at Liu Yun quietly.

Dongfang Liuyun's eyes were a little stagnant, and she looked at them like this for a long time, and her eyes gradually became dazed. After a while, she blinked, and her starry eyes gradually became clear again.

She took a deep breath, finally looked away, and wanted to get in the car.

"I haven't seen you for so long. I don't believe you won't even say hello to me, Liu Yun."

A low voice sounded from behind, with a hint of melancholy in his tone. Dongfang Liuyun could naturally catch it.

Hearing this, an indifferent smile appeared on Dongfang Liuyun's cold face, and he suddenly turned around and looked up at him——

"In that case, nice to meet you, Mr. Fujiwara."

As soon as these words came out, Fujiwara Notoshi also had a wry smile on his face, "Are we strangers to this level?"

"Otherwise, how do you think we can get to know each other? What are you doing here?"

Dongfang Liuyun lowered his eyes and asked nonchalantly. If you look carefully, you can vaguely see her slightly clenched fists hidden in her sleeves.

"I have been struggling for so many years, and now you ask me what I am doing here?"

Fujiwaran frowned slightly, took two steps forward, and stood behind Dongfang Liuyun in an instant.

"I also said that there is nothing to say between you and me. What can be said has been said long ago. You don't have to be so persistent. It is not good for everyone."

"Can you come back to me if you are not persistent? Dongfang Liuyun, do you think that I have overcome all obstacles along the way, struggling in the same difficulties but never changing my original intention? What is all this for! And what about you? There should be no entanglement between us. "A Lan Qi came in. If it hadn't been for him, we would have been a good couple."

Fujiwara's tone was very low, but it sounded a bit cold.

"Needless to say Lan Qi, even without him, we wouldn't have reached the end. You know it very well."

"Why can't we go to the end? Look at who among them dares to oppose now? I was still young and couldn't protect you back then, but I asked you to give me time, and you gave me time. Lan Qi did not deserve my trust in him! "

Fujiwara Ye said coldly, but his black eyes were tightly locked on Dongfang Liuyun's long-lost face.

"Why did you do that in the first place?"

Dongfang Liuyun raised his eyes, looked at him steadily, and asked lightly.

Fujiwara's eyes fell silent, and although he was full of resentment in his heart, he still couldn't resist the look in her eyes. He grabbed her hand uncontrollably, clasped her wrist tightly, and looked at her intently. she--

"Is it true, even though you know that if I reach out my hand, I will die, you still ask me to do it? I am the one who can't bear to see me die, and you want me to save him?"

Dongfang Liuyun struggled uncomfortably, wanting him to let go, but he was very strong, and his black eyes were full of oppression, locking her tightly.

"answer me!"

Seeing that Dongfang Liuyun didn't answer, Fujiwara's tall body also stopped him, and his big hands suddenly increased their strength, looking down at Dongfang Liuyun.

"Let go!"

Dongfang Liuyun's beautiful eyebrows knitted together as he struggled, "No matter what, Lan Qi is dead! He is dead. You know why he died. When you chose to let go, you shouldn't have Look back again.”

"I never thought about letting go! Liu Yun! I just wanted to find a better way for us to be together. Really, you all know that I have not had a good life these years. Now I have removed all obstacles It’s all over, no one can stop you, come back to me, let’s start over, doesn’t Lan Qi also bless us in the end?”

Speaking of the latter part, Fujiwara couldn't help but stretched out his hand and hugged Dongfang Liuyun tightly into his arms.

How long had he been looking forward to seeing her again? Holding her like this, Fujiwara subconsciously used force, wishing that he could rub her into his chest and become one with his blood. In this way, he would no longer Worried that she will leave again and leave.

God knows that he has endured such heart-wrenching pain in the past few years and almost collapsed. If he didn't love deeply, why would he suffer?

He, Fujiwara, should be unfettered, but he just ended up here in Dongfang Liuyun...

Dongfang Liuyun was unable to move, and the more he struggled, the tighter he held him.

"Let go, Fujiwara! Don't make me say it a third time!"

"I also taught you all your fists and kicks, Liu Yun, you can't beat me. As long as you can come back to me, I will promise you anything. Otherwise, how can you forgive me?"

Fujiwara stared deeply at Dongfang Liuyun, who had a gloomy face, but he was not angry. At least he could be close to her now, which made him feel a trace of reality. His empty soul seemed to be suddenly filled, which made him feel inexplicable. I feel nostalgic for this feeling.

Dongfang Liuyun took a breath, struggling so hard that she felt some warmth in her clenched hands——

"If you don't want me to die ugly, I suggest you let go. There are surveillance videos everywhere. Besides, I should know that I'm married and we can't go back to the past."

Dongfang Liuyun's eyes were still clear as water, and her reason overwhelmed the waves in her heart. At any time, she could still stay sober...

...

And at this time, at the intersection not far ahead, a black luxury car was quietly parked in the rain.

Qi Lei was holding a big black umbrella, holding a lit cigarette between his fingers, smoking it carelessly. His eyes were very calm, and he naturally took in the scene in front of him.

He didn't rush up, he thought, maybe it would be better if he didn't participate.

Half of the cigarette was burned out, he took a breath, threw the cigarette butt to the ground, put away the umbrella in his hand, and sat in the car, which started quickly.

The black car was covered in coldness and loneliness as it shuttled into the mist and rain ahead.