He Rijun coming again

Do you believe in past lives?

Believe that someone once fell into the fire of karma and lived to death for you.

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Luo Zhiwen walked into the elevator and was about to press the button for the first floor underground.

"Wait!" The little clerk holding the folder hurried over from the end of the corridor, "Brother, wait for me!"

Luo Zhiwen lowered his head, pulled up the mask, and then helped him press the button to open the door.

The little clerk ran into the elevator and thanked out of breath: "Thank you. Brother, you are really... ah!"

The document in the little clerk's hand fell to the floor with a scream.

Luo Zhiwen sighed, bent down and picked up the document.

"I didn't... I didn't do it on purpose." The little clerk apologized in a panic, but he no longer dared to look at Luo Zhiwen's face.

His left face was delicate and handsome, but his right face was covered with ferocious dark red scars.

Luo Zhiwen knew that he had scared someone, so he shook his head gently: "It's okay."

The little clerk regained his composure, held the folder and suggested softly: "Little brother, now that your medical skills are so advanced, you can do aesthetic medicine! You are so handsome, it would be a pity not to do it."

"I'll think about it." Luo Zhiwen responded with a good temper, and raised his eyelids to glance at the floor.

27.

He was nervous.

The little clerk is going to the 29th floor, so the elevator goes up first and then down.

Luo Zhiwen prayed in his heart that no one should come in on the way.

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true. When the elevator reached the 28th floor, the door slowly opened.

"Brother Feng, this plan must be redone according to my idea!" The young man who walked in first chattered, "Your idea is not in line with the current market at all, and I disagree with your point of view."

Feng Qingzhu said coldly: "I don't care."

The man was wearing a black haute couture suit, looking noble and indifferent. His left hand was idly in the pocket of his trousers. When he looked up at the digital watch on the wall, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Luo, who was trying to hide himself in the corner. news.

Feng Qingzhu frowned for a moment: "Why are you here?"

Before he could answer, Han Qianshan jumped out first: "Sister-in-law..."

Luo Zhiwen's eyebrows twitched, and before Han Qianshan could say that title, he said, "I have something to do."

After speaking, he added: "It's over, I'll go home right away."

Feng Qingzhu lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Okay."

The little clerk huddled on the other side of the corner hurriedly shouted "Mr. Feng is good" tremblingly before the elevator door closed again, and then fled.

Han Qianshan closed the door with a smile, looked at Luo Zhiwen, and called "Sister-in-law".

Luo Zhiwen pulled on the mask in embarrassment, his heart was pounding.

"What do you call him?" Feng Qingzhu's voice suddenly cut in obliquely, making his heart ache from the cold, "I don't know him well."

Han Qianshan probably felt that Luo Zhiwen was embarrassed by the topic he brought up, so he hurriedly smoothed things over: "Brother Feng, this is your fault. He has been married to you for three years, right? Why did I call you sister-in-law?"

"...Sister-in-law, don't be angry. Brother Feng just had a meeting and felt that the plan was not done well, so he was in a bad mood. Just wait, as soon as he feels better, I'll ask him to apologize to you right away!"

Luo Zhiwen forced a smile to watch Han Qianshan and Feng Qingzhu get out of the elevator and head to the office on the [-]th floor, while he himself didn't take off his mask until the elevator door closed again, leaning against the wall to breathe.

He wouldn't naively think that Feng Qingzhu would come to apologize, because that man told him three years ago that marrying him was just the idea of ​​the elders in the family and had nothing to do with love.

Luo Zhiwen remembered that he replied very stiffly at that time: "It's okay, I also agreed to marry you to make Grandpa Feng happy. Don't worry, if someone asks me in the future, I won't say that you are married, and you don't have to." Do your duty as a husband to me."

What did Feng Qingzhu say then?

Oh, the man smiled contemptuously: "The word husband will never be used between us."

The marriage between Luo Zhiwen and Feng Qingzhu is not only a marriage, but also a joy.

Luo Zhiwen was fostered by Feng's family since he was a child. The children of Feng's family were all taken overseas by their parents, and he was the only one who accompanied Mr. Feng.

Old man Feng was kind-hearted, he didn't dislike the ugly scars on his face, and he was afraid that he would have a bad life in the future, so he entrusted him to his eldest grandson, Feng Qingzhu, when he was dying.

Feng Qingzhu was filial and agreed to the marriage, but it was a pity that after Luo Zhiwen married happily, he found out that Feng Qingzhu had a white moonlight in his heart, named Ah Wen.

"Wen" and "Wen" are just a word difference, but they are two completely different people.

But Luo Zhiwen also had a secret hidden in his heart - he remembered his previous life, he remembered that in the war-torn years, he had waited for a person for many years, and that person had a face of Feng Qingzhu.

Luo Zhiwen couldn't remember what happened between them, but from the moment he saw Feng Qingzhu, his heart only belonged to one person.

It's a pity that the past is like wind and can't be pursued. Luo Zhiwen had a crush on Feng Qingzhu just like in his previous life, but Feng Qingzhu fell in love with another person.

Actually nothing.

Luo Zhiwen thought to himself, after three years of marriage, he has already gotten used to it.Besides, Feng Qingzhu doesn't love him, but he won't take his anger out on him because of a marriage without feelings.

At least they are legally married.

The elevator door opened again, Luo Zhiwen walked into the underground garage, and drove his SUV back home.

At the same time, Feng Qingzhu in the office on the [-]th floor opened up Han Qianshan's plan.

Han Qianshan said: "Brother Feng, I think my sister-in-law is pretty nice, is it because of his face..."

Snapped--!

Feng Qingzhu closed the document abruptly, and looked over with unfriendly eyes: "What did you say?"

"I know you definitely don't care about your face, and now that medical beauty is so developed, my sister-in-law must look good after finishing it." Han Qianshan continued to bite the bullet, "The person you asked me to check does not exist at all. Can you live a good life with your sister-in-law?" ?”

"How could it not exist?" Feng Qingzhu's face became even colder.

"Awen, Awen." Han Qianshan spread his hands, "Brother Feng, if you give me such a clue, how can I help you find someone? There are too many people named Awen in China. Surely you will find what you want.”

Feng Qingzhu's jaw tightened bit by bit following Han Qianshan's words.

Han Qianshan continued to add fuel to the flames: "full name, appearance... any characteristic will do!"

"Fire," Feng Qingzhu gently stroked the folder with his slender fingers, then turned his head to look at the French windows, "It's a big fire."

"Brother Feng, did you encounter a fire and be rescued by this Ah Wen?"

Feng Qingzhu withdrew his gaze, crossed his hands, and shook his head bitterly: "No, he didn't save me."

—he was engulfed in tongues of flame.

I did not save him.

On the street in the distance, Luo Zhiwen drove away in an SUV.

The author has something to say:

Ah... the story of reincarnation may be different from what you imagined.

To explain, the current situation is that Boss Feng remembers everything from his previous life, but he doesn't remember Luo Zhiwen's face. Luo Zhiwen remembers Feng Qingzhu's face, but he doesn't remember what happened before.

Well, sweet, it smells right away.