He Rijun coming again

Chapter 28

Feng Qingzhu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the chill swept over him.

haven't seen you for a long time.

That sinful soul returned with blood and smoke.

The man let out a breath slowly, and met Dipper's gaze—too familiar.

Feng Qingzhu, who has the memories of two lifetimes, is not facing a popular star, but an enemy who also has memories.

He couldn't control his emotions anymore, and he exerted force on his hands, as if he wanted to pinch Dipper's fingers.

Dipper, as if nothing happened, took half a step back and bowed gentlemanly: "Please advise me."

"Brother Feng...Brother Feng?!" Sensing Feng Qingzhu's strangeness, Han Qianshan approached him hesitantly, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qingzhu's jaw stretched into a cold and hard line, and he let go of his hand with difficulty. Dipper's five cold fingers slid across his palm, like sharp knives, cutting open his memories.

Feng Qingzhu's heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Those were five bloody fingers, stained with his blood, and also stained with Ah Wen's blood.

Chen Beidou... is back.

If there was a gun by his side, Feng Qingzhu would have already pulled the trigger, but now in a society governed by the rule of law, he is no longer who he used to be, and Chen Beidou is obviously not the same Chen Beidou as before.

They have all changed.

Feng Qingzhu's gaze suddenly sharpened: "Stay away from Ah Wen."

"Brother Feng, what are you talking about?" Han Qianshan was confused.

Dipper, who was wearing sunglasses, laughed lightly: "Mr. Feng, do you think the current Ah Wen...does he trust me more, or trust you more?"

Feng Qingzhu sneered: "You can try it."

"Of course I want to try." Dipper took out his mobile phone and shook Feng Qingzhu around, "Maybe you still don't know? Ah Wen helped me write the theme songs of two albums, and you don't even know how to write songs." have no idea."

"Oh, I forgot." Dippe made a look of sudden realization, "Have you two divorced already?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingzhu frowned and looked at Han Qianshan.

"I didn't say it!" Han Qianshan felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet, "Brother Feng, how could I talk about the family affairs between you and sister-in-law in front of outsiders?!"

"It's not what he said, I'm just familiar with lawyers." Dipper put the phone back into his pocket, "Mr. Feng, I don't know why you divorced him, but now it seems that you have regretted it. It's a pity, There is no medicine for regret in this world."

"Look, what a coincidence, no matter how long it has passed, no matter what we have become, I will be the winner in the end."

After Dipper finished speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the private room proudly.

Feng Qingzhu's expression turned cold the moment the door closed.

"Brother Feng, what's going on?" Han Qianshan was confused and his head grew dizzy. "Don't you know Dipper?"

Not only do I not know Dipper, I have never even heard of the WZH group.

Feng Qingzhu pursed his lips tightly, ignored Han Qianshan at all, but took out his mobile phone and called Luo Zhiwen.

The line is busy.

Feng Qingzhu flustered rarely, cursed in a low voice, picked up his coat, and strode out of the company.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, wait for me!"

"Don't follow me." Feng Qingzhu stopped a taxi without looking back, "I'll go home and see Ah Wen."

"Ah...ah?" Monk Han Qianshan Erzhang, who was sprayed with car exhaust all over his face, was puzzled, thought about it, and finally sent a message to Luo Zhiwen.

- Sister-in-law, Brother Feng seems to have something very important to see you.

Luo Zhiwen didn't reply, he was probably busy.

Luo Zhiwen was indeed busy.

He got a call from Dipper.

Dipper still wants to ask him out to dinner.

"Going out to eat?" Luo Zhiwen smiled, "Where is the time... You don't want the theme song for the album?"

"I have a lot of ideas about this album, and I don't know if you'd like to hear it from me."

"Idea?" He took the cap of the fountain pen in his mouth, and hurriedly made a few marks on the notebook, "Han Qianshan has organized your thoughts into a document and sent it to my mailbox. If you have anything to add, you can send it through He passed it on to me."

Dipper was silent, and sighed quietly: "So you don't want to meet me?"

Luo Zhiwen raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm used to working behind the scenes, I hope you can understand."

"Understood..." Dipper suddenly changed the subject, "Did you divorce Feng Qingzhu?"

- pat.

Luo Zhiwen accidentally knocked the fountain pen to the ground: "What are you talking about?"

Except for the lawyers of both parties, not even his parents knew about the divorce between him and Feng Qingzhu. How could Dipper know?

Dipper heard the strangeness in Luo Zhiwen's tone, apologized first, and then explained: "Our WZH group was packaged by Feng's company..."

"Do you know Feng Qingzhu?"

"I know." Dipper smiled, "How could it be possible not to know each other? But I never thought that you would be the one who married Mr. Feng."

Luo Zhiwen pursed his lips: "Why?"

He had long expected that Feng Qingzhu would not publicize this marriage in name only, but he could hear that there was something in Dipper's words.

"Because everyone in the company knows that he has a white moonlight in his heart called..."

Before Dipper finished speaking, Luo Zhiwen heard the sound of the door being opened, followed by hurried footsteps.

"Ah Wen!"

The dusty Feng Qing rushed over and pushed him down on the sofa.

"Brother Feng?" Luo Zhiwen raised his phone and glanced at it, "At this point...why did you go home?"

"Ah Wen." Feng Qingzhu buried his head in his chest, gasping for breath.

His Ah Wen is still alive, and his Ah Wen is still within reach.

The heart is still beating, and the hot blood is still flowing.

In fact, Feng Qingzhu was lucky.

Fortunately, Ah Wen doesn't remember everything that happened in his previous life.

This is his Awen... For him, Awen who committed himself to Chen Beidou and walked into the raging fire.

How could he be willing to let Luo Zhiwen restore his memory?

Even if Ah Wen has chosen to leave him now, he will not bind his lover with past feelings and memories.

That's not what a gentleman does. Fengqingzhu in the past couldn't do it, and neither can Fengqingzhu now.

"Ah Wen, don't you..." Feng Qingzhu hugged Luo Zhiwen in front of him, hesitant to speak.

He doesn't know what writing lyrics is, but he also knows that he can't dictate his lover's work.

But he really didn't want Luo Zhiwen to continue contacting Chen Beidou's reincarnation.

So Luo Zhiwen waited for a long time, only waiting for a dry sentence: "What were you doing just now?"

"Work." Luo Zhiwen's eyes turned cold.

Before hanging up the phone, Dipper said that everyone in the company knew that Feng Qingzhu had a white moonlight in his heart, that is to say, their three-year marriage was just a joke in the eyes of outsiders, and he wasn't even a stand-in.

That white moonlight is probably the "Awen" that Feng Qingzhu often talks about?

He only has a name similar to Feng Qingzhu's Bai Yueguang.

Luo Zhiwen pushed Feng Qingzhu away, hugged the notebook, and jumped up from the sofa.

"Ah Wen?"

"What else are you looking for me for?" He gritted his teeth and motioned Feng Qingzhu to look at the divorce agreement on the dining table—after signing it, he didn't have the courage to read it again, so he kept it where it was. , "Brother Feng, you have also signed the agreement. You have nothing to do with each other now. Even if you want to find me, you should contact me in advance and ask me if I would like to meet."

Feng Qingzhu listened to Luo Zhiwen's words expressionlessly, and took out the house key from his pocket.

Luo Zhiwen: "?"

"If you don't want me to come to you, you can take back the key or change the lock."

He raised the corners of his lips and sneered: "Brother Feng, the house was left to us by Mr. Feng. Even if the house belongs to me according to the agreement, it is impossible for me to confiscate your key."

Feng Qingzhu stubbornly stuffed the key into his palm.

Luo Zhiwen became irritable for no reason: "Brother Feng, we are divorced, now you act like you can't leave me and like me very much, what are you trying to do?"

"I……"

He was too lazy to listen to any meaningless excuses, and interrupted Feng Qingzhu cruelly: "I know you have a white moonlight in your heart. When you called me, were you thinking of him? I really like you very much, even if we are separated , I can't say I completely forgot about you, but I, Luo Zhiwen, will not be anyone's substitute!"

Feng Qingzhu was slightly startled, Luo Zhiwen's slightly frowned eyebrows coincided with Ah Wen in his memory.

What should he say?

To say that no matter what kind of reincarnation you have experienced, you have not changed, or...even if you become the current Luo Zhiwen, he still loves him?

"You're not a stand-in." Feng Qingzhu smiled wryly with downcast eyes, and finally felt the pain of lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot, "I don't have a white moonlight either."

Feng Qingzhu wanted to say, the person I love has always been you.

But when the man looked into Luo Zhiwen's bright eyes, he suddenly choked.

If we talk about the previous life, we must talk about Arwen's experience.

Not to mention whether Luo Zhiwen believed it or not, even if he really believed it, Feng Qingzhu couldn't open his mouth.

It's too bitter, his Ah Wen's life is too bitter.

"No?" Luo Zhiwen obviously didn't believe it.

He took Feng Qingzhu's answer as sophistry.

"Brother Feng, back then..." Luo Zhiwen closed his eyes in pain, recalling his first time with Feng Qingzhu, and said in a trembling voice, "Back then when you were in the car, you kept calling a name... Even if it sounds It's very similar to Ah Wen, and I'm sure that you didn't call me."

Feng Qingzhu's madness when he lost his mind, and his disgust after waking up were deeply imprinted in Luo Zhiwen's heart.

So he will never say the word "forgive".

Never thought about remarrying.