Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

Fu Huaijin clenched the medicine pouch in his hand, with the fragrance of Chang Ge still lingering on it.

He stood up, looked at him across the bench, and said gently: "Do you know who Chang Ge liked when he was young?"

"The first time I saw her, I was not attracted by her beauty. At that time, she was standing alone under the willow tree by the river, separated from her by the bustling lantern festival. However, the small place she was in seemed to be different from the others. The surroundings were torn apart, there was no joy, no light, just a shadow under my feet.

I had imagined seeing her countless times, but I never thought it would be this first time.At that time, I thought that there must be someone deep in her heart, a world that no one could touch.

It wasn't until I met you in the underground palace later that I realized that you were the person she kept hidden in her heart. "

Lu Xize's whole body tensed up and he lost his voice and said, "It's impossible."

Changge had never loved him, but if she had any friendship for him, their relationship would not have ended so tragically, and she would not have chosen Mu Qingyi, who was still a commoner at the time.

Fu Huaijin smiled slightly: "Her childhood experience made her never express her feelings easily. Even if she didn't say it, I know that she treats you differently. It's just that at that time, your positions were different. The Qiu family had a grudge against you for extermination. You drove her brother away, forced her, controlled her, and with her pride, even if she liked you, she wouldn't choose you.

Lu Xize, there is no result between you two. Changge did not choose you, and you never chose her.What you chose was your position of power and your hatred of annihilating your family. You just slowed down your revenge for Chang Ge, but you didn't give up on revenge. "

In his previous life, Xiao Ji loved Chang Ge, but he didn't love Chang Ge that much. He always had the hatred of exterminating his family in his heart, and had the ambition and ambition to become emperor, so he forced Qiu Moyan to take the Zen throne and retreated to the palace. He became one person worth ten thousand people. The regent, above all men, controls the freedom of Changge.

True love is not control or coercion, but fulfillment. He doesn't love Chang Ge that much, and Chang Ge doesn't love him that much either.

The relationship between them is destined to be fruitless, so Changge chooses him, who has a three-way relationship.

Lu Xizefeng's eyes were red, he clenched his fists tightly, and whispered: "What do you know? You haven't experienced that kind of past. You have been well-dressed and well-fed since you were a child. You have been loved by your family and your master. How can you understand? You just Getting everything without any effort and then dismissively saying that people like us don't deserve love.

You are just relying on your fate, Fu Huaijin! "

Fu Huaijin sighed lowly and laughed at himself: "Mr. Lu, even if you were miserable as a child, you are not miserable as an adult. You now control the world's largest private military, money, identity, status, you can have whatever you want, no matter how much." No matter how many lifetimes of struggle I have, I will never achieve what you have achieved today.

You have everything I have, and you have everything I don’t have.I envy you and envy you because you have always had Chang Ge's love, but you squandered it unscrupulously. In the end, like a wounded child, you want her to continue to love you and feel sorry for you.

These are things I never had. "

Changge was more of a repayment of gratitude, a habit, and a long-lasting affection to him, but for Lu Xize, it was the heartbeat and unforgettable feeling of his youth.

"You're talking nonsense." Lu Xize's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. "She has never chosen me in this life, not even once."

That's why he was unwilling to give in. That unwillingness seemed to be engraved in his bones. The more he couldn't get it, the more he wanted it, even at the risk of destroying everything.

Fu Huaijin: "She chose you. She chose you in the previous life. She chose you in the dream cycle. She also chose you at the beginning of this life. It's just that you can't see it."

Changge's choice has always been him, but that emotion has been sealed in her heart and has never been expressed to her mouth. Changge chose him in her previous life, so with her incorrigible character, she endured his control and his presence in her. In the dormitory, he never really had murderous intentions towards him.

In the dream reincarnation, Chang Ge still chose him, so he went back to his childhood and stayed with him throughout three reincarnations. At the beginning of this life, he thought that Chang Ge also chose him.

However, Lu Xize missed all of these.

He had just waited for his long song in the imperial capital, and he would not let it go foolishly.This is what he has waited for for so many years.

"You always have a place in Changge's heart, a place that even I can't touch." Fu Huaijin reached out, patted his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Over the years, you are not the only one who has wounds in your heart. Maybe you It’s time to take a look at Chang Ge. She experienced the same amount of darkness as you when she was young, but she tried very hard to heal you and pull you out of the darkness. Maybe you can also heal her and do something for her."

Fu Huaijin saw him standing in the night, his tall and slender body like an ice sculpture. He lowered his eyes and left the floor lamp at his feet to him, then turned and returned to the third floor.

Everyone has wounds in their hearts, but some people spend their lives asking for it, waiting for others to love and heal them, while some people heal others with wounds.

In his heart, Changge has always been a cold-faced, warm-hearted, soft-hearted and kind-hearted person.He likes long songs like this, deeply.

*

After Chang Ge returned to the room, he came out of the shower and saw that Fu Huaijin had come back and was standing on the balcony with a glass of hot water, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Why did you come back so soon?" she asked, wiping her hair.

She thought the two of them were going to talk for an hour or two. After all, Lu Xize's expression was quite serious at that time.

Fu Huaijin came back to her senses, handed her the hot water in his hand, kissed her cheek, and said with a smile: "Lu Xize's words were not spoken, and I taught him everything back."

Fu Huaijin took the towel from her hand and helped her wipe her long hair. Lu Xize's visit to him tonight was just to continue to use the trump card in his hand to blackmail him into breaking up with Changge.

Is he stupid? If you can't talk to him, why don't you come back and accompany Chang Ge.

Chang Ge took a sip of hot water and squinted his eyes to enjoy his service. His hair was rubbed soft and comfortable.

"Today, Mr. Xu told me something. He said that he met a Taoist priest when he was a child, and then he showed me a peace talisman. I saw that there was indeed residual telepathy on it. Do you think there is any more in this world? Taoist inheritance."

Fu Huaijin kissed her snow-white neck and said in a low voice: "Maybe, there are many branches of the Taoist sect, and only the Zhiheguan lineage was destroyed. Does Song Xinghe want Mr. Xu to recognize you as his granddaughter?"

"Probably, he's not important. Just don't mess with Lu Xize, otherwise it won't end well." Before he finished speaking, Changge hissed, and he bit his neck. It felt crisp, numb, and... A hint of pain.

"Why are you biting me?" He swallowed all the sounds.

Chang Ge was almost breathless from his kiss, and the tips of his ears turned red. He pushed him, feeling that Fu Huaijin was a little unusual tonight, particularly domineering and clinging.

"Hair hasn't dried yet."

"It's okay, it's a long night, you can blow it slowly." Fu Huaijin went to get the hair dryer, usually helping her blow her long hair while kissing her. In the end, the hair dryer was thrown to the ground, and the night became darker and darker.