From Contract Marriage To Deep Love

Lu Shaoqian is lying on the bed in his room. He has been thinking about Zuo Yi's appearance before the ghost house. Is she the second Baihe that God sent to him?

If the double eyebrows of sword tightly wrinkled up, if it is really like this, then what will happen between oneself and left memory?

But soon he shakes his head again. It's impossible that he and Zuo Yi are only married by agreement. Such a relationship will not change and will continue, unless one day something happens between them.

Lu Shaoqian stood up and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet. Because Bai He was allergic to red wine, he never drank red wine when he and Bai he were together. Since she was allergic, Lu Shaoqian didn't want Bai He to smell the taste of red wine. But Bai He went to America by himself.

Lu Shaoqian cracked his mouth and grinned bitterly for a while. Why can't he forget that person until now?

After Baihe left, he filled all the wine cabinets in his home with red wine. When he missed Baihe, he drank red wine one by one, trying to remind himself that Baihe had left, but after so many years, he still couldn't forget her.

Maybe it's because I can't be hard hearted. Lu Shaoqian thought to himself, but even so, he couldn't forget it. Later, when he saw the red wine, he even missed Baihe.

That kind of missing becomes more and more painful.

He poured a glass of red wine into his glass, and Lu Shaoqian drank it all.

Deep pain in the eyes, memory suddenly poured into the brain, Lu Shaoqian remember when Baihe had said to himself that he would never leave him.

had always believed in himself, but I never thought that the pledge that was so oath would eventually become a bubble. Even if it is more colorful, but also extremely empty.

As the amount of red wine on the table decreased, Lu Shaoqian's face became ruddy gradually, and alcohol was playing a role.

When Zhou Wenli passed the president's room, she smelled the strong smell of alcohol. She frowned. The president had not drunk at home like this for a long time.

Through the crack of the door, she saw Lu Shaoqian lying on the table, and there was no movement for a long time. She opened the door and went in, only to find that Lu Shaoqian was drunk and unconscious.

"No, the president is drunk." Zhou Wenli said to herself.

Then he turned and walked out of the room, across the stairs, and knocked on the door before he came to the room on the second floor.

Zuo Yi is still talking to Lin Jia on the phone. She hears a quick knock on the door, so she gets out of bed, goes to the door and reaches for the door.

When she saw that the man standing outside the door was Zhou Wenli, she was surprised. What surprised her most was the anxious look on Zhou Wenli's face.

"What's the matter?" Zuo Yi feels that Zhou Wenli must have something to say, so she asks first.

"Ma'am, the president, he, the president, he's drunk." Zhou Wenli said.

Zuo Yi hears that Lu Shaoqian is drunk, and his face looks surprised. Isn't that man still fine when he just ate? Besides, I didn't drink at dinner.

Zhou Wenli turns and walks to the stairs, and Zuo Yi follows. One before the other, they came to the front of Lu Shaoqian's room.

Zuo Yi smelled a smell of alcohol from a distance.

In the past few days with Lu Shaoqian, she has always felt that Lu Shaoqian is a very stable person. Unexpectedly, he can get drunk and look at the empty wine bottle on the table. Zuo Yi knows that Lu Shaoqian drank two bottles of red wine.

Zuo Yi can't help but wonder. It must be crazy to drink so much red wine. As long as he drinks a glass of red wine, he will get drunk, but Lu Shaoqian drinks two bottles.

Is he not going to wake up?

Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "take him to the hospital."

At this time, Shao Qianhe said, "I'm talking white."

"Ah?" Shao said vaguely, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Zhou Wenli's face suddenly changed. She didn't expect that the president would call the woman's name at this time. Although the woman was the president's favorite before, she went to the United States after all, and she abandoned the president. Zhou Wenli can't understand why the president still keeps thinking about that cruel woman?

Look at the doubts on Zuo Yi's face. Zhou Wenli quickly explained with a smile, "the president has drunk too much and is talking nonsense."

At this time, Lu Shaoqian suddenly called out: "Baihe.". I can't remember that little voice.

"What did he say just now?" Zuo Yi asks Zhou Wenli.

Zhou Wenli who dare to tell the truth, just said with a smile: "I did not hear what the president said, drunk people said nothing can not be serious ah."

Zuo Yi frowned and thought that there was something else in Zhou Wenli's words, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to give up."Baihe, Baihe" Lu Shaoqian suddenly cried out like crazy.

Zhou Wenli quickly put out her hand to cover his mouth, but in her heart she was thinking, President, you are really my ancestor. How can you call that woman's name at this time? If you are heard by your wife, you will be in trouble. Of course, it is impossible for Lu Shaoqian to hear her words.

Seeing that Zhou Wenli suddenly covers Lu Shaoqian's mouth, Zuo Yi suddenly looks silly.

"If you do that, he won't breathe." Zuo Yi reminds me.

Zhou Wenli let out a cry, and then let go of her hand covering the president's mouth.

"Madam, our chief executive should be sent to the hospital as soon as possible." Zhou Wenli said that if the president was still at home, maybe he would shout out something later.

To be on the safe side, Zhou Wenli decided to send the president to the hospital.

Zuo Yi certainly won't have an opinion. Seeing that Lu Shaoqian is so drunk, she also thinks that she should send him to the hospital.

Shao Yiqian wants to go to the front of the car and stop at the black door. Because he was so drunk that he couldn't even walk. So we have to rely on external forces to help him get on the bus.

Zuo Yi comes forward, suddenly Lu Shaoqian holds her hand, and says: "don't leave me, don't leave me."

Left Yi feel his hand was holding the pain, want to push, but can't push.

"Please, don't leave me." Lu Shaoqian said that after hearing this, Zuo Yi suddenly felt a thump in her heart. She was thinking about what kind of past he had, and that past would make him so sad.

I didn't expect that the usually powerful and powerful president would have such a side. Zuo Yi was very surprised that this man was drunk just because of an unforgettable past.

But what was the past like? Zuo Yi doesn't know and can't guess. She doesn't know what Lu Shaoqian has experienced, but seeing him like this, she knows that he must have been deeply hurt by the past.

Is the past all hurt?

Zuo Yi suddenly sighed, otherwise Lu Shaoqian would not be like this.

"Go to the hospital." Left Yi see in front of such Lu Shaoqian, suddenly distressed, she opened her mouth and said a loud.

Lu Shaoqian seems to have heard it, and he responds, "I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to go." While talking, still struggling, left memory is not as strong as him, and suddenly he is thrown on the ground.

"Ma'am, are you all right?" Zhou Wenli ran to Zuo Yi and helped her up.

Zuo Yi waved her hand to indicate that she was OK.

"It's OK." Zhou Wenli said.

Lu Shaoqian resisted all the time, so he didn't go to Cheng hospital.

Closing the door of the room, Zuo Yi turns to Zhou Wenli and asks, "what kind of past does he have?"

Zhou Wenli looked embarrassed and said, "I'm not sure. After all, it's the president's private business."

Zuoyi raised the corner of his mouth, a good-looking smile on his face, said: "you say it, I will not tell others."

"Here it is." Zhou Wenli is in a bit of a dilemma. About the past of the president, should that woman let her wife know?

Zhou Wenli thought about it and decided not to let Zuo Yi know about the woman before.

So he said, "I really don't know what happened to the president before. Before the president wakes up, my wife goes to say hello." Said left from the side.

Zuo Yi saw that Zhou Wenli didn't want to say it, so he didn't demand it. So he turned and went up the stairs.

Step by step up the stairs, Zuo Yi can't help but frown, thinking that maybe Lu Shaoqian will choose to marry himself because it has something to do with his past.

And the woman in his past, he must love deeply, so, finally, he will be hurt so deeply.

Zuo Yi sighed and thought that Lu Shaoqian was also such a person who attached great importance to friendship.

Back in the room on the second floor, Zuo Yi lies on her bed, opens her eyes and looks at the ceiling. The pink ceiling is very beautiful.

Does that girl like pink, too? Zuo Yi seems to be asking himself, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with the result.

Forget it. She put the quilt over her head. My heart is always thinking about the problem just now.

What is that girl like? And the room I live in now, is it her?

Think of here, left Yi suddenly frowned, originally thought, this room is Lu Shaoqian prepared for himself, so the heart has been very grateful to him.

But if this room belongs to a girl, it's different.

Zuo Yi's heart a burst of loss, such an idea, just think about it makes people very sad, if it is true, I still don't know how to be sad.

Have you always been a substitute? Does Lu Shaoqian choose to get married by agreement only because the room is always empty, so he wants to fill the blank?

Zuo Yi doesn't dare to think about it any more, because she finds that her tears have flowed out and onto her cheek.Simply lying in bed, left memory looking at the pink on the ceiling. My heart began to lose more and more.

Before I saw that piece of pink, I would feel like a princess, but now when I look at that piece of pink, the princess's happiness has completely disappeared.

She sighed, no matter what she thought was true or not, it didn't seem to be so important. The important thing was that she just agreed to marry Lu Shaoqian, and all of it was just a contract.

Contract, cold, no feelings. So no matter what he thinks of himself, no matter what he thinks of himself. It doesn't matter.

Since it's not important, I have to care for the opposite.

There is no need to care about unimportant things.

Isn't it? Zuo Yi asked himself.