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A few days before the wedding, Wen Xiaohui told Luo Yi that he was going to withdraw money.

"What are you doing with the money?" Luo Yi opened a 28-inch suitcase and said happily, "I bought a lot of clothes for you today, come and try them on."

Wen Xiaohui glanced at it. Although Luo Yi was never keen on dressing up, he had good taste. He also used his preference for minimalist style to buy him clothes, so among his clothes, he was the one with exaggerated or fashionable styles.

The ones that are elegant, simple and pursue quality and tailoring are all bought by Luo Yi.

"I can't go empty-handed for my mom's birthday," Wen Xiaohui said.

Luo Yi picked up a shirt, touched it on Wen Xiaohui, and said expectantly: "Try it."

Wen Xiaohui took over the clothes: "I want to save some money in my mother's name."

"Okay, how much do you want to save?"

"a lot of."

"I'll ask Song Qi to call the bank and make an appointment later. He will take you there tomorrow."

"Okay." Wen Xiaohui then took his clothes to change. After he resigned, he needed a sum of money to support him for a while. At first, he scorned the money Luo Yi gave him. Now it seems that people really have to bow to reality. If

Without that money, it would take several times more courage for him to give up everything and just leave. However, he had to make sure that when he withdrew the money, he would not be traced, so he had to withdraw the money from his account.

Come out, leave part to his mother, and put part into Luo Rui's card.

Putting on a huge new suit of the season, Wen Xiaohui gathered up his half-long hair and stared blankly at himself in the mirror. He was still pale and thin, with a slender waist, straight trouser legs, and straight legs.

It's long. The gauze on his nose has been removed, and the bridge of his nose is still bruised and swollen. A red mark stretches across the nose bone. Although it is slightly inconsistent with his delicate face, it still looks strangely pitiful.

Luo Yi walked in and met Wen Xiaohui's eyes in the standing mirror.

Wen Xiaohui lowered his eyes.

Luo Yi walked up, hugged his waist from behind, and kissed his hair affectionately: "So beautiful."

Wen Xiaohui grabbed his hand and wanted to pull it away, but stopped when he was about to exert force. He knew that Luo Yi would not let go, but would be extra persistent to hold him for longer because of his refusal. Thinking of this, he

The hand dropped.

Luo Yi seemed a little happy. He lowered his head and rested his chin on his shoulder, looking at him in the mirror: "I have always found it difficult to understand the meaning of human beings changing clothes one after another, but with you, I understand.

I like to see you wearing nice clothes, and I like to see you happy because you are wearing nice clothes."

Wen Xiaohui slowly raised his eyes, and met Luo Yi's eyes lovingly watching him in the mirror. Luo Yi's eyes were as beautiful as two curves of autumn water, like the most prosperous peach blossoms, exuding a tingling amorous feeling, inheriting

It is not an exaggeration to say that Luo Yi, who has all the beauty of Luo Yaya and even surpasses him, has a face that confuses all living beings. Wen Xiaohui looked at it and felt that his palms were sweating. Being looked at by such a person tenderly and affectionately

, no one can deal with it calmly.

Luo Yi smiled and rubbed Wen Xiaohui's neck with the tip of his nose: "Do you still remember the first shirt I gave you? I still remember your smile. Just a piece of clothing can make you smile at me like that.

, to me, this is the meaning of fashion.”

Wen Xiaohui said coldly: "Are you finished?"

Luo Yi said with some disappointment: "What should I give you now so that you will smile at me?"

Wen Xiaohui didn't answer. No matter what Luo Yi gave him, it was a poisonous apple in his eyes. He had no choice but to accept it, so how could he be half happy?

The next day, Song Qi, the bodyguard hired by Luo Yi, took him to the bank.

The manager took him into the VIP room with a respectful attitude. He was probably thinking in his mind what kind of noble young master this was. He was so rich at such a young age.

Wen Xiaohui divided all his savings into four parts, and transferred most of them to a card he applied for with his mother's ID card. This card was given to him by his mother. Both the card and the passbook were in his hands.

His mother would not know about this amount of money. The money he had earned in the past few years was less than one million. He collected the whole amount and transferred it to the account his mother currently uses, and the other part was transferred to Luo Rui's account.

Luo Rui should be able to think of giving it to him in cash.

Finally, he withdrew some cash and went to the mall to buy the lightest and most valuable thing: diamonds.

When Wen Xiaohui saw the bodyguard watching from the side, he glanced at him lightly and said, "I will never give a woman a diamond ring in my life. Why don't I give it to my mother?"

Song Qi said nothing and just nodded.

When we got home in the evening, Wen Xiaohui was carrying big and small bags. Luo Yi was preparing dinner. When he saw Wen Xiaohui's trophies, he smiled and said, "Are you happy with the purchase?"

Wen Xiaohui nodded.

Luo Yi picked up a gift box on the coffee table and handed it to Wen Xiaohui: "Open it and take a look."

Wen Xiaohui took it over doubtfully, unwrapped the ribbon, and opened the velvet box.

Inside lies a set of glass jade jewelry, necklaces, earrings, bracelets, and rings. The color of the whole set is almost the same, the texture is pure and clear, the water head is excellent, and it exudes an emerald green luster.

Wen Xiaohui was stunned. He only knew a little bit about jade, but he could also tell that this set of jewelry was extremely precious. Any one piece of this four-piece set would be worth at least seven figures if taken alone.

A complete set of colors, clarity, and water levels all have very small differences. They are simply the best. This is not just a luxury item, it can be a treasure passed down from generation to generation.

Luo Yi looked at him with a smile: "I bought it from an antique dealer for twelve million and gave it to my aunt."

Wen Xiaohui was so frightened that his hands shook and he put the box back: "My mother will be scared, so you can keep it for yourself."

"Whatever I keep is just for her."

"How do I explain such expensive jewelry?"

Luo Yi said calmly: "No need to explain, tell the truth, I gave it to you."

Wen Xiaohui stared: "You..."

Luo Yi was the first to say: "Brother Xiaohui, it's time for my aunt to get in touch with me."

"Impossible!" Wen Xiaohui said sternly, "Do you want to make my mother angry to death?"

"She has to know sooner or later. Maybe it would be better to know earlier. She can have enough time to accept it." Luo Yi's tone was very gentle, but his attitude was very tough. "We have a long, long time to go together. I

It's impossible to hide forever, so either you give it to her in person and attach my greeting card, or I will attend her wedding in person."

"you dare!"

Luo Yi smiled and shook his head: "Brother Xiaohui, there is nothing I dare not do."

Wen Xiaohui was so angry that he was shaking all over. He picked up the jewelry box, stuffed it into the shopping bag, and said sarcastically: "Thank you, Boss Luo. It's a pity that you weren't so rich back then, otherwise you wouldn't have wasted three years lying to me."

Luo Yi's face darkened and he said in a dull voice: "Money is just a tool to me. I don't have high requirements for material life. When everything is over, I can give you everything. I have lied to you."

, but I don’t believe anyone else can treat you better than me.”

"The only kindness you did to me was to send me as a hostage. This is truly unmatched by anyone." Wen Xiaohui picked up his things and turned to go upstairs.

Luo Yi looked deeply at Wen Xiaohui's back, his eyes full of pain.

On the day of the wedding, Wen Xiaohui got up early to tidy up himself. He had been degenerate for a long time, wandering around in front of Luo Yi in a disheveled manner every day, and even he almost didn't recognize himself. In the past, he couldn't bear not shaving his eyebrows for three days.

Even when he goes to the supermarket to buy groceries, he has to have his hair done. However, during the more than a month here in Luo Yi, he harbored a kind of resistance and deliberately made himself sloppy. Because his nose was injured, he had to wipe his face with it.

, it has been a long time since he took care of himself, he must make himself look decent today.

He trimmed his hair and put on light makeup. Although he applied several concealers, he still couldn't hide the abnormality on his nose, but he looked much better overall.

While he was busy working, Luo Yi was watching attentively, as if watching was a kind of enjoyment.

Wen Xiaohui wanted to pretend to turn a blind eye at first, but Luo Yi's presence was so strong that he couldn't help it anymore. He stared at Luo Yi in the mirror: "Are you so idle?"

"I'm not very busy. I want to see you." Luo Yi said with a smile, "Your nose has improved a lot. It will be repaired in a while."

When he raised his nose, Wen Xiaohui felt upset and hoped that he could hide it from his mother today.

Luo Yi seemed to see through his thoughts: "Don't worry, it's not very obvious now. Once the nasal bones are corrected, the swelling will slowly subside and it won't be noticeable in the future."

Wen Xiaohui snorted coldly.

Luo Yi's expression suddenly turned gloomy: "I'm sorry, I know you care about your face the most."

Wen Xiaohui said nothing, straightened her hair, and walked past him out of the bathroom.

"Brother Xiaohui." Luo Yi stopped him.

Wen Xiaohui paused, but did not look back.

"I'll be back after staying at home for two days. I'll wait for you." Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui's back, his pupils were dark, making it difficult to understand the emotion inside.

Wen Xiaohui's heart became a little tight because he suddenly realized that if he left at this wedding, then this would be the last time he saw Luo Yi.

When he thought of this, he felt his internal organs contract, a sharp pain hit him without warning, and his entire face suddenly turned pale.

The last time I saw Luo Yi...

He seemed to have never thought about this. Although he and Luo Yi should never meet again, maybe he had never thought about what it meant to never meet again.

He slowly turned around and looked at Luo Yi.

Take a closer look. He doesn't know whether he should try to forget or remember this face firmly. After all, it is the person he has loved and hated. It consumed all his energy at once, so it must be unforgettable.

, for this reason, he should take this look seriously. Even though his heart was in severe pain, his eyes were swollen, and the pain was so painful that it was almost difficult to breathe, he should spare no effort to see clearly.

Luo Yi leaned on the door and showed a gentle smile.

This smile made Wen Xiaohui feel very familiar, because he once loved a young man with such a gentle and beautiful smile, and being kind to him seemed to lift him to heaven. If this smile could be the same as what it looks like, how good would it be, from heaven to hell,

It just happened in a blink of an eye. No one knows the feeling of falling off a cliff better than him.
To be continued...