Chapter 984

Bang bang——

The dizzy sound seemed to ring in my ears again.

Lu Mingzhe stumbled and almost didn't stand firm.

He understood, finally understood.

Li Wanjun is dead.

Died in a gunfight between him and the Huo family.

But after Li Wanjun died, he couldn't accept the fact. Coupled with the injury, his brain suddenly became a little short circuited.

Put this unhappy memory aside for the time being.

Because.

He doesn't know how to face Ruan Zaizai!

And Ruan Zaizai is still in the Vatican. He wants to find her!

However, when he found her, how should he tell her

He was afraid that she would not forgive him.

Scold him.

More afraid of losing her.

At the thought of losing the villain in his arms, even Ruan looked at him with a reproachful look.

Lu Mingzhe felt that the whole heart was like being stabbed by a random knife and bleeding all over the ground.

"Where's Huo Kun?" Lu Mingzhe suddenly said, "that man... Where has he gone?"

"Kill Wanjun and want to live!?" Army Xiao eyebrowed fiercely and said, "I've dealt with him!"

"He has a relationship with the Luo family." Lu Mingzhe said unexpectedly, "father, if you deal with him, you'd better not let the Luo family know about it."

Army Xiao knows what Lu Mingzhe means. He killed Huo Kun, and Huo Kun has an engagement with a little girl of the Luo family. Killing Huo Kun in this way will indirectly offend the Luo family. He is afraid of retaliation, but he has been on the battlefield for so many years and has not seen any storms. How can he be afraid of a small Luo family.

He snorted coldly, "even if you know, Huo Kun killed my wife first!"

Yeah.

Some things, which is right or wrong, are really hard to say.

Lu Mingzhe sank his eyebrows and finally knelt in front of the portrait and kowtowed three heads respectfully to the woman.

Then he stood up. He resumed his indifferent expression and said faintly, "I didn't intend to kill Huo Kun..."

"..." Xiao, the army, did not speak, frowned and looked very ugly.

Who knows, Lu Mingzhe looked at army Xiao strangely and said again, "Dad, did you really kill that man?"

He knows his father and is the most kind.

"I've had him chopped up and fed to the dog." Army Xiao said coldly.

The voice is not big or small.

But it just spread around.

At this moment, they didn't see a small body trembling among a group of mourners

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vatican.

It was another sunny day, bright and dazzling.

Ruan then stretched out his hand to block the dazzling light and suddenly turned white.

She covered her chest and felt her heart beating fast

It seems that something disturbing is about to happen.

After washing, she quickly went downstairs as usual.

In the luxurious castle, the corridor is 18 bends, quiet and beautiful.

Under the bright chandelier, there is a piano quietly. The man's slender ten fingers jump on the keyboard flexibly.

Music, like running water, is unspeakable sadness.

Echoed in the whole castle, quiet but long.

Ruan then walked down carefully and tried to take a very light step. He didn't seem to want to disturb the man.

Going to sneak away from him

But the next moment, the music stopped suddenly.

A happy voice sounded one year, "are you a mouse? Why do you run when you see me? "

Ruan walked again. She was not embarrassed to be caught. Instead, she turned around and walked to the piano. She leaned lazily aside and looked up and down for a few years. She didn't see him for a few days. This guy seemed to turn white again and was still wearing a white suit. God, his image was not like prince charming from a fairy tale, but like a man in white running out of a beautiful woman's ghost.

Ruan Zai's disgusted expression was obvious.

After seeing this for a year, I couldn't help laughing, "guess what I'm playing?"

Ruan Zai tasted the sad music tone just now and said directly, "soul summoning song."

True year: "

He sighed. "Wrong, guess again."

"Requiem." Ruan said casually.

Who knows

Really a year immediately smiled and nodded, "you're smart."

Ruan Zaizai: "

She looked at the man's pale face and wanted to sneer, but her words turned to her mouth, "why do you play this song? What's your nerve and want to calm your soul?"

True year: "

Come on.

Don't expect Ruan to say good words again.

He shook his head and just said, "if you are a man, you will die. Life is changeable and everything is unpredictable."

"What?" Ruan didn't understand, "does this have anything to do with playing the piano?"

When he pursed his lips and lowered his eyebrows and eyes in a real year, there was no doubt that his temperament was the cleanest at that moment, without a trace of dirt. His smile was very beautiful, like an invisible breeze, fluttering gently in the setting sun, "I am calming my soul. Because I feel very impetuous... It seems that the most important thing in my life will leave me soon. I tried my best to keep her. Finally, I found that everything is futile. What doesn't belong to me and never belongs to me. Suddenly, I felt very sad. I worked so hard. Why can't I catch her? Again, this question, can you solve my doubts? "

"Me?" Ruan then frowned and said, "well, I would advise you to let go of what doesn't belong to you. Letting go is liberation and a blessing to each other."

"Your words... Are so cruel." What a lonely smile for a year.

Ruan shook his head again. "I'm just telling the truth."

"But I can't do it. What should I do?" What a sigh.

"Exploration is freedom." Ruan then said faintly: "people's life is only once. Sticking to things that don't belong to you is a waste of your time. For a real year, you should enjoy your great life. If you can let go, I really sincerely wish you happiness."

"Happiness?" The hot light shone in through the French window. One year, he suddenly put his elbow on the piano and looked at Ruan Zaizai. He smiled happily, but his eyes were like the cold lake water frozen in winter. He was lonely and lonely. He shook his head: "happiness is too empty for me. I don't want it. I just want you."

On this day, Ruan Zai saw this strategizing for the first time. The elegant and gentle man showed this expression, with a thick unspeakable sadness. It's strange that when she saw him so sad, she suddenly seemed to sympathize with him and reflected the scene of this moment in her mind.

When the fleeting years passed, looking back, she understood what kind of pain he had to say and what kind of mood he was holding.