Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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He really loves Lin Xuanyin.

Lu Jinwen frowned a thin lip, turning it into a cold arc, tilting the thin lip, he said, "Mo Er ..."

"Mr. Lu, do you feel ... lonely now?"

lonely…

These two words resounded in my ears, and what quickly emerged from Lu Jinwen's deep Phoenix eyes, the emotion was so fierce and so intense that his black pupils shrank suddenly.

Tang Moer's bright eyes fell on the man, crystal clear, "Mr. Lu, are you alone? For so many years, your face has not grown old, but there is nothing left by your side, you have lost your love in your heart , You are not born, you have not been a father for a day. "

"Every night in the dead, you don't even have a person to talk to. Are you alone?"

Lu Jinwen's two big palms drew slowly into his fists, cracks appeared in his narrow eyes, and he seemed to have some emotions to vent.

"Mr. Lu, look back. Your life is half done. You are no longer young, you are old."

After speaking, Tang Moer pulled away his thin legs and left.

Lu Jinwen was stiff, and his handsome complexion was still unshakable, but his outline was already tense.

"Sir." Ye Steward stepped forward two steps.

Lu Jinwen said nothing, pulled his long legs and went upstairs.

...

Lin Xuanyin was rescuing. Lu Jinwen just walked indifferently by the door without a glance. He came to the study room to process the documents.

About an hour later, the knock on the door rang. Ye steward said outside the door, "Sir, Mrs. Xuan Yin has been rescued."

He didn't say anything, he just signed his name on the document with a pen.

Two hours later, at eleven o'clock, Lu Jinwen returned to the guest room after work, and he had separated from Lin Xuanyin.

After entering the shower room and taking a cold shower, he was wearing a pajama of black silk. He had no sleepiness. He came to the balcony and lit a cigarette quietly.

There is no wind tonight, and there is silence in his ears, but Tang Moer's words have been ringing in his ears,

--- Lu Jinwen, are you lonely?

--- Lu Jinwen, you are old.

His handsome face hidden in the smoke became blurred, but the handsome brows raised the word "Chuan" and slightly raised his head, exhaling a spit of smoke. He suddenly felt that the silence at the moment made him intolerable.

The heart was empty, and there was a tinge of pain when he touched it. In such a silent night, he allowed him to be drowned by the charming little face in his mind.

Back in time many years ago, the figure of the red cricket leaped into the sea. He didn't think about it and jumped down.

The sea water was ice-free, without a little temperature, he swam desperately, searching everywhere, but couldn't find the person he was looking for.

Lin Xuanyu.

Lin Xuanyu.

He meditated on her name over and over again in his heart, and at that moment the world became a sea of ​​vicissitudes, endless.

she left.

she left.

Lu Jinwen frowned on his handsome eyelids and suddenly turned around. He put the cigarette **** in the ashtray, and then changed out of a suit and went out.

He didn't know where he was going.

Just want to go out.

The silence here depressed him, and he was choking.

Maybe he was really alone.

In fact, he was alone for many years.

...

The luxurious Bentley shuttled through the bustling streets at night, and Lu Jinwen pressed his two big palms on the steering wheel, turning, accelerating, and flowing.

The neon lights of the city reflected through his car window to this handsome face, still handsome and outrageous.

Then suddenly a tender figure came out and hit his luxury car.

A sharp brake sounded and Lu Jinwen stopped the car.

He opened the door of the car and walked down. There was a girl in front of the car with a bruise on her knee.

The girl was dressed in red, and her dark hair fell down, blocking her face.

Lu Jinwen copied the trousers pocket with one hand, looked at the girl sublimely, and ruthless words spit out from her thin lips.

The girl turned around and showed that charming little face. She watched Lu Jinwen's red lips and a soft voice said, "This gentleman, your car is driving too fast, You hit me, and you wickedly accused me of touching porcelain? "

Lu Jinwen's tall and tall body suddenly froze. The girl in front of her ... Lin Xuanyu!

The girl's face, body, voice, and even her smile were all copies of Lin Xuanchi.

Although Lin Xuanyin's looks are exactly the same as Lin Xuan's, they behave differently, and this girl is exactly the same as Lin Xuan's.

She was only in her twenties, the most beautiful Shaohua in Lin Xuanyu's period.

Lu Jinwen squatted slowly, his deep narrow eyes looked at the little face deeply, his voice was softened, "What's your name?"

"My name is Lin Siyu."

"forest?"

"Yes, Mr. Ye's father Lin is my adoptive father. I have two sisters above me, one Lin Xuanyin and one Lin Xuanyan."

Lu Jinwen didn't change any expression, and didn't even frown, "Then you know who I am?"

Lin Siyu's pair of bright eyes and dark eyes looked at the handsome face in front of him. A man who was nearly 50 years old and a mature and deep manly field was frightening and terrifying, but it also made people unable to help themselves. People are addicted.

"I know, you are Lu Jinwen."

You are Lu Jinwen.

The voice was delicate and exquisite, exactly the same as when Lin Xuan called his name.

Lin Siyu is like Lin Xuanyu at that time.

Lu Jinwen's deep phoenix eyes became deeper and deeper, and there was no light in it. He slowly extended his well-defined palm and stroked Lin Siyu's face.

Girls in their 20s have extremely delicate skin.

"Slap", Lin Siyu knocked his palm down. "Mr. Lu, touch the girl's face for the first time, you are playing hooligan."

Lu Jinwen retracted his big palm, then stood up, "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

Lin Siyu struggled twice and wanted to get up, but her knee broke, so "Oops", she fell directly into Lu Jinwen's arms.

At this time, a strong arm hoop hugged her lumbar limbs and directly held her horizontally.

The masculine man who had been precipitated over the years came to the surface. He picked her up. The man's body was holding her tenderly. It was easy. Lin Siyu blushed and looked at Lu Jinwen. "Mr. Lu, who asked you to hold me of?"

Lu Jinwen looked down at Lin Siyu, and slowly picked the good-looking sword eyebrows. The man's narrow eyebrows flaunted the evil charm, faintly revealing the glory of the Grand Prince Lu Jia, who was full of the imperial capital.