It says that opening a harem is prohibited [Quick Transmigration]

Spoiler: Fu Jinghong

"Jinghong, I'm here to retire the engagement."

When Lin Yuyan uttered these words, Fu Jinghong thought he heard it wrong. How could Yuyan resign the engagement?They grew up together, they... obviously like each other.

But when he turned his head and saw his half-brother showing a gloating smile, he knew he heard right.

"why?"

When Fu Jinghong asked this question, he was not asking Lin Yuyan why he divorced him, but why Lin Yuyan chose this time, this place, and these people to propose divorce in front of these people.

Lin Yuyan didn't know how to answer, so she could only lower her head.

"Brother, since Ms. Lin has brought it up, you should hurry up and agree. Anyway, you are not good enough for him, so why bother him? Is it possible that the elder brother also wants to learn from others? Hahaha..."

Fu Heng's joking voice came from the side. As soon as he said this, even the servants at home showed strange expressions.

Fu Jinghong then knew that the purpose of the Lin family's coming this time was to embarrass him, so that even if he left the Fu family, he would become a laughing stock among the aristocratic family and would never stand up again.

I really don't know how much his good brother has benefited the Lin family!

If Fu Heng wanted to give him the final blow, and he admitted that the opponent did it, and the woman he loved most helped the opponent deal with him, what could be more shocking than this?

At this moment, Fu Jinghong really felt that he had nothing.He looked at himself with a forced smile, the hand holding the teacup had already turned white.

"it is good……"

After saying this word, Fu Jinghong seemed to have exhausted all his energy and was about to leave, but his good brother was unwilling to let him go.

Fu Heng stood in front of him.

"Brother, Miss Lin is here, why don't you entertain me? Even if you can't be a husband and wife, you can still be friends."

"roll!"

The smile on Fu Heng's face froze.

"What did you say?"

"It's just an illegitimate child who can't stand on the stage, how many chicken feathers do you really think of yourself as a phoenix?"

Fu Jinghong pushed Fu Heng away and walked straight away, and the sound of Fu Heng gnashing his teeth came from behind him.

"Fu Jinghong, how long do you think you can be proud? I'm waiting for you to beg me!"

"Cut...what the hell?"

Fu Jinghong got into the car, spat softly, but kept tightening his hand holding the steering wheel. Lin Yuyan's face kept flashing in his mind, and Fu Jinghong finally couldn't help but punched the steering wheel heavily, and then started the car and drove away. .

Fu Jinghong can drink very well, but this is the first time he allowed himself to get drunk.

dead drunk...

The sound of raindrops sounded outside the window. Fu Jinghong raised his head only to realize that it was already dark outside, and the bar was bustling, but he didn't like the bustle. He asked for a bottle of wine and left the bar, and his only son walked in the boundless rain.

I don't know how long he walked, maybe it was rain, maybe it was because of alcohol, his mind became more and more dizzy, at this time two dazzling lights appeared in front of his eyes, and a car was driving towards him...

At that moment, Fu Jinghong really thought about dying, but the car passed him and stopped.

Don't even want to die...

Fu Jinghong was lying on the water-logged road, his clothes were already stained with dirt, he was no different from a homeless man in the city, and he felt that his current appearance would be unlucky for others to look at.

Suddenly, the rain above his head became lighter, and Fu Jinghong heard a voice full of concern from above.

"Are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Then a hand pinched his arm, ready to lift him up.Fu Jinghong didn't want to go there now, so he pushed away the palm and started looking for his own wine bottle.

"I think it's better to send you to the hospital for a checkup." The voice rang again.

"Don't go."

"Then where is your home? I'll take you back."

Why is this person so annoying, the rain is so heavy and he still wants to waste time here with him, Fu Jinghong impatiently pointed in a direction.

"There."

The man didn't speak. Fu Jinghong felt that the other party should leave, but the man came to help him again. As the man approached, Fu Jinghong smelled a very fresh smell, um, a very familiar smell.

Before Fu Jinghong could figure out where he had smelled this smell, the man suddenly made a sound of surprise.

"Fu Jinghong, why are you here?"

acquaintance?He didn't seem to have such a nosy acquaintance in his memory.

Fu Jinghong looked up and found that the person in front of him turned out to be Luo Ying. He sneered, the road to Yuanjia is narrow, is it really unlucky to drink cold water?

Maybe there was too much grievance accumulated in his chest, Fu Jinghong suddenly wanted to vent it regardless.In a certain sense, Luo Ying is one of the few people who can let him express his emotions as he wants. Anyway, Luo Ying can't dislike him more, and he doesn't care what Luo Ying thinks of him.

So he watched himself talking nonsense in front of Luo Ying like a lunatic, and Luo Ying just looked at him so coldly, without any extra emotion.

The person who should laugh at him the most is not interested, but the woman he loves the most rushes to get close to him. Fu Jinghong suddenly finds it ridiculous.

"It's worthless. If someone robs you, don't you know how to get it back? What's the use of going crazy here?"

Luo Ying patted his head bitterly, Fu Jinghong suddenly felt aggrieved.

"What am I going to grab? I have nothing left."

Fu Jinghong finally showed his cowardice. He hugged Luo Ying and cried on Luo Ying's shoulder.

"I have nothing... woo woo woo..."

……

Fu Jinghong didn't know how he was brought back by Luo Ying, but there was someone by his side that night.

Comfort him, let him feel at ease.

Fu Jinghong always felt that what happened that night was a stain on his life, because there was one person who witnessed his most cowardly and powerless appearance.

But only this person is the most patient, gentle, tolerant and accompanying him.

He pushed him away...

He is like a willful and insecure child. He will not cherish the good things he gets, but will test the other party's loyalty over and over again.

If the other party compromises, he will be secretly proud and continue to test, just like what he did to Luo Ying.Every time Luo Ying makes concessions, he consumes his patience with him, but he doesn't know it, thinking that Luo Ying will always tolerate himself like that night.

But no matter how good patience is, there is always an end, not to mention that he will always be wrong. Luo Ying is just kind, not loving him.

What Luo Ying likes is Lin Kexin, and he likes it wholeheartedly.

Seeing Luo Ying's caring for Lin Kexin, Fu Jinghong suddenly felt that he didn't hate Luo Ying's playful appearance, at least that way he could share his feelings.

I don't know whether it's reconciliation or reluctance, Fu Jinghong made the worst decision in his life. He thought Luo Ying would come back after snatching Lin Kexin away, just like when Qin Yu left, even if Luo Ying and him finally Fighting against each other can also prove that he is special.

However, the pain of parting from life is never as painful as the separation from death.If you don't understand when you are young, it is too late when you understand.Fu Jinghong buried his head in Luo Ying's coat and remained silent.

It was replaced when Luo Ying stayed at Fu's house that day. Luo Ying once said that he would destroy it and not send it back to Luo's house, but Fu Jinghong didn't do that, and now it turned out to be the only thing Luo Ying left for him.

It still smelled of Luo Ying's perfume, as if Luo Ying was still lying beside him, stroking his back and coaxing him softly.

"I'm not leaving, I'm just going to change clothes, you see I'm all wet."

"..."

"Let go of me first, I'll be back soon, okay?"

"Really?"

"real."

The scenes from the past resurfaced in his mind, and the corners of Fu Jinghong's eyes became moist unconsciously.

"Ah Ying...you lied to me...why haven't you come back..."

Luo Ying is his luck and also his calamity, if he meets it, it is luck, if he loses it, he is calamity.

There is still movement in time, but ten thousand calamities will never return.

...............

Spoiler: Zhao Xu

Although he always showed an impulsive, irritable and vigorous appearance on weekdays, Zhao Xu knew that his heart was cold, and his blood was colder than his heart.

……

Zhao's mother and Zhao's father are not at home all year round. Zhao Xu has been used to living alone since he was a child, probably because he is afraid of being alone. He always finds things for himself to do.

When he was nine years old, Zhao's mother asked Zhao Xu to go home alone because he was in a hurry to attend a meeting. Zhao Xu was then kidnapped by a killer organization. It was in that accident that he came into contact with a different This new world became what Zhao Xu used to pass the time.

The things in the dark world can be summed up in four categories: pornography, gambling, drugs, and arms.Trading in flesh and blood has always been the worst thing on the table, but the arms business is not easy to do, so Zhao Xu aimed at the middle two.

At the age of 17, Zhao Xu practiced very powerful gun skills and car skills, and began to make his mark in the dark world. He became the number one killer who made people fear.

By doing this, Zhao Xu had the reputation to gather followers. Although he faced the risk of betrayal, he knew that fighting alone would never be better than fighting in groups. This was why the country wanted to train an army instead of a few killers.

Relying on his powerful ability and fierce means, Zhao Xu's influence gradually expanded, and his business grew bigger and bigger...

He made himself a double-faced person, on the surface he was a cynical rich young master, but secretly he was a ruthless gangster boss.

Zhao Xu liked this kind of life very much, until he met Luo Ying, the brand new Luo Ying.

Luo Ying grew up with him, and most people define their relationship as friends, but Zhao Xu knows that he has never needed a friend as a killer, and Luo Ying is just a way for him to pass the time, just like a racing car .

Because of his apparent identity and character, Zhao Xu has always been accommodating to Luo Ying, but in fact, when facing Luo Ying, he has always been calm, even if he messes around with Luo Ying People are themselves, and he is also like a bystander.

But one day, he stepped into a trap, yes, he called it a trap, and Luo Ying's fascination fell into it.

He received a call from Luo Ying asking him to send the clothes over. He knew that Luo Ying had just taken care of a woman, so he was not surprised by this request, so he sent the clothes over.

What happened before was very common, but what happened after surprised him.

Luo Ying cut his hair and bought him clothes because he felt ugly, and even his parents never asked him about it. Of course Zhao Xu was dissatisfied, but when he met Luo Ying's admiring eyes, Zhao Xu suddenly felt, It's not a bad feeling to be in charge.

What happened after that was like a flood that burst out of control. Luo Ying bought him cakes, lit candles, and accompanied him to make wishes...everything that his parents did not accompany him, Luo Ying accompanied him to do, It's like having a family relationship overnight, but Luo Ying is not his relative. Zhao Xu said that he doesn't need friends and has no option for friendship, so this family relationship becomes... love.

Zhao Xu fell in love with Luo Ying.

Love always comes along with lust. Zhao Xu has love for Luo Ying, and he also has lust. He longs for a kiss of Fangze, but it is rare for God to open his eyes and send the opportunity to him.

Luo Ying's lips are very soft and his skin is very slippery. Zhao Xu could hardly control it when he touched it. His life of abstinence for the past twenty years seemed to explode at this moment. Just a little more time, just a little more touch touch……

However, Luo Ying stopped. The love affair that ended without a problem was the most memorable thing. After a long time, Zhao Xu always dreamed of that day, of Luo Ying's ups and downs moaning...

Compared with the dream, the reality is too cruel. Luo Ying actually proposed to Lin Kexin. Seeing this scene, the strings in Zhao Xu's mind were broken. He only knew that he was unwilling, not allowed, and could not accept it. He didn't want to think at all, so he said something that didn't mean it.

If he had known that these words would make Luo Ying leave, Zhao Xu would rather die the moment he spoke. In fact, he did die, and his heart died.

After Zhao Xu snatched away Luo Ying's body, he disappeared. No one knew where he went. He abandoned his bright identity and lived completely in darkness.

From then on, there was only Fenghou in the world, and there was no more Zhao Xu.

……

Three months later, in the largest church in the world.

The white church is decorated with white brocade, with a red carpet in the middle, and roses are made into flower balls and wrapped around the pillars, holy and warm.Under the gorgeous dome, the sunlight shines in through the colorful glass windows, which is not as dreamy as reality.

This was the scene Zhao Xu had seen in his dream, and today he restored it to reality.

When the time came, at the prompt of the pastor, Zhao Xu walked into the church in a silver-gray dress, holding Luo Ying's urn in his hand.

A team of bodyguards stood outside the church, but the guest area below the church was empty.

Is this a grand and cold wedding, or a funeral?

The pastor didn't look sideways.

"Mr. Feng Hou, would you like Mr. Luo Ying to be your partner and live together? Do you love her and respect her? Are you willing to be equal to her and share happiness together, no matter pain, victory or confusion?"

Feng Hou took out a ring and put it on Luo Ying's urn, his eyes were gentle.

"I would like to..."

But I can't do it...

Just like the previous life.