Luo Lian didn't see anything wrong with Zuo Yang. He leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. There was loud music in his ears, but at the moment he only felt that it matched. How long will it take for this kind of life to come to an end
The news that Ming Sheng was to be sold was almost universally known.
Luo Mingsheng contacted Luo Lian and couldn't bear it and cursed.
Luo Lian laughed it off. There was no need for him to explain anything to Luo Mingsheng, as his intentions were not kind. Seeing Luo Mingsheng in pain, he didn't feel particularly happy or pitiful. Luo Mingsheng deserves everything.
Watching tall buildings rise and falling.
Mingsheng, which Luo Mingsheng had built personally, was finally going to disappear.
Luo Lian has never met anyone from the Luo family. He doesn't know what they are like. He went to Mingsheng very rarely. Once he confirmed that Mingsheng was going to be sold, he no longer cared so much about whether Mingsheng was profitable.
They stayed at the KTV until after eleven o'clock, and then Luo Lian helped Zuo Yang leave.
Zuo Yang drank a little too much and was a little confused. He kept mumbling without knowing what he was talking about.
They took a taxi back.
Luo Lian threw Zuo Yang on the bed and left him alone.
Zuo Yang opened his eyes a slit, his eyes blurred, "Luo Lian..."
Luo Lian responded: "Huh?"
"You are just... sick." Zuo Yang couldn't speak clearly.
Luo Lian thought Zuo Yang was sober and called his name, but he still drank too much after waiting for a long time.
Luo Lian smiled: "I am sick."
Perhaps speaking the truth after drinking, Zuo Yang said a lot: "When I met you back then... at that time, I thought you were so awesome. At that time you... you... you were so confident. I felt like you were so good and you were my idol. Come on. Look at you now, what do you look like?" He asked himself, "Looking like a fool."
"For a woman named Gu... why are you doing this? I am... I am your brother, I can't stand it. She is so cold-blooded, heartless... Don't like her anymore."
Luo Lian lowered his eyes, "Are you cold-blooded?"
"I've met her, and I asked her to help me convince you... to convince you to see a doctor. She clearly knew it and refused. She is so cold-blooded, knowing that you like her so much." Zuo Yang closed his eyes, He was still mumbling in his mouth.
Luo Lian twitched the corners of her lips, "I know... I know, but it's useless."
The reason why Luo Lian didn't go to Gu Ziyi was because he was afraid that she would think he was irrational. Being pestered by someone you don't like is actually very disgusting.
Luo Lian has been entangled with him for a long enough time. Gu Ziyi has become annoyed for a long time, and Gu Ziyi has almost become indifferent.
He can't say that he gave up completely, but... he also gave up most of it.
He hoped that after his condition was cured, he would see Gu Ziyi and express his feelings to her again.
the last time.
Sincerely.
Although he knew that he would most likely be rejected, Luo Lian... still wanted to give himself one last chance.
Zuo Yang burped from wine and fell asleep in a daze.
Luo Lian came out of Zuo Yang's bedroom and entered the guest room. I took a shower, changed into pajamas, then went into the kitchen first, took a bottle of cold water from the refrigerator, and took a big sip. Then he sat on the sofa in the living room and randomly found a movie to play.
His sleep state has been average recently.
He leaned on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone. There were several text messages from unknown numbers.
He knew who sent it.
Qian Wenshi.
Luo Lian has never faced Qian Wenshi face to face, so it is not considered a quarrel. He won't do anything to harm others personally.
He clicked it and looked at it, and everything he said was pretty much the same.
"Luo Lian, you should know that Mingsheng is your father's hard work for many years. From starting from scratch to the present success, and the accumulation of these decades, you just don't want it? Just sell it like this? Are you stupid enough to sell Mingsheng? To carry it forward, why must we sell Mingsheng?”
"Luo Lian, I know you hate me. Qianqian and I will never appear in front of you. If you sell Mingsheng because of us, it makes no sense at all. It's not worth it to lose a big thing for a small thing."
…
Luo Lian smiled after reading these text messages.
He didn't need to explain it to anyone.
He just wanted to give himself an answer.
Luo Lian put the phone aside, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and took another sip of water.
"A small expense brings a big loss... Tsk!" He chuckled, his eyes full of disdain.
In the eyes of others, Ming Sheng is such a valuable piece of cake, but in Luo Lian's eyes, it is just a dispensable thing.
And Qian Wenshi's phrase "made from scratch" really made Luo Lian couldn't help but laugh. Luo Mingsheng knows better than anyone how Mingsheng's initial capital came from. How can you afford to use the words "made from scratch"
There were no lights on in the room, only the blue light from the TV illuminated Luo Lian's face.
Luo Lian turned his head and glanced out the window. It was already late at night. There are only a few scattered houses in the community that still have light.
Luo Lian sometimes forgets what "the sense of belonging to home" is. He calls the place where he lives "home", but he never feels at ease.
Loneliness enveloped me silently.
There is no way to avoid it.
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Jian Fan is very concerned about Luo Lian's illness. If he goes to Dr. Chen for a follow-up consultation, Jian Fan will ask a few questions about the current situation.
After Jian Fan sent Xue Qian to work, he went to see Luo Lian on the way.
Just as Luo Lian finished, Jian Fan and Dr. Chen started chatting. "how is he?"
Dr. Chen smiled: "Very good, very good." Luo Lian is a very cooperative patient and is very worry-free. Because Luo Lian himself is very active in facing his condition, Dr. Chen has great hopes for him.
As for mental illness, it can be said to be serious, or it can be very serious, and it can be said to be not serious, or it can be not serious.
Sometimes healing just takes a chance.
Luo Lian lazily leaned against the wall, listening to the two of them chatting.
Jian Fan thanked Dr. Chen repeatedly, and then left with Luo Lian.
Two people were walking outside the hospital.
Luo Lian asked him: "I feel like you've never been too busy."
"Oh, I'm really not too busy lately." Jian Fan's life should be what everyone yearns for. With a wife as good as Xue Qian, his life should be very happy.
Luo Lian suddenly asked him: "How do you know Dr. Chen?" Because it was Jian Fan who tricked him into seeing a psychiatrist at that time.
Jian Fan was stunned for a moment, his mind working rapidly, "Oh, a friend introduced me."
"Do you have any friends who know a psychiatrist?" Luo Lian asked casually.
Jian Fan lied: "Business people come and go. I know people from all walks of life. It's not unusual."
After hearing this, Luo Lian smiled and said, "That's right." It's not surprising, not surprising at all.
But it happened to be this "Dr. Chen". He still felt it was too much of a coincidence.
(End of chapter)