At this moment, Secretary Zhu Tianyou was already discussing this matter with Luo Tianyun. Situ Lan was ordered by Secretary Zhu Tianyou to buy cigarettes. He said to Luo Tianyun, "Zhengnan, the old man hopes that you and Situ Lan can get married immediately. He doesn't know how many days he has left, so he wants to attend your wedding personally and see your happy moment with his own eyes. This is the old man's last wish. When he said this to me, I felt sad. He has been on the battlefield his whole life, but in the end, he still has to beg me, a junior, for his children's marriage. Zhengnan, my heart is very heavy right now. "
As soon as Secretary Zhu Tianyou said this, Luo Tianyun's expression suddenly became extremely awkward. He was wondering if the old man had such a plan. Whatever he was afraid of, it just happened to happen. He was afraid that Lu Xinbo would reach his hand into Wu Du's body, but he didn't expect Lu Xinbo to reach his hand into Wu Du's body. Moreover, he did it at such a fast speed that Luo Tianyun was caught off guard. It was also so fast that Luo Tianyun was extremely frightened. Just now, the news from Peng Qingshan came again. There was news on the internet about Peng Qingshan firing a gun as a warning to the public. There was also news about him asking Hong Liang to smash the reporters' cameras. Moreover, such news was spreading all over the internet. At this time, he and Secretary Zhu Tianyou were both in Beijing. At this time, if Lu Xinbo and Li Huiling colluded, it would obviously be extremely disadvantageous to him and Secretary Zhu Tianyou. However, the old man's condition worsened at this time. This time, Mo Tianzheng was really anxious.
Luo Tianyun looked at Secretary Zhu Tianyou and said, "Secretary, there's been another change in Wu Du's situation. At that time, in order to suppress the agitated crowd, our Public Security Bureau Chief fired a gun at Tianming. Now, this matter has been reported on the internet, and it's being greatly exaggerated. You see, at this time, how can I be in the mood to pay attention to personal matters? Moreover, Xiaolan might not be willing to marry me. I talked to her just now, but she ignored me. Do you think it's possible to delay this matter? "
Luo Tianyun worriedly expressed his worries, but Secretary Zhu Tianyou looked straight at Luo Tianyun and said, "Zhengnan, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Even an outsider like me can see that Xiaolan has always loved you. Don't you know that? The more she ignores you, the more it proves that she loves you. Why is she so warm to me? Why does he have to treat you coldly? You can't have such a low EQ, right? Besides, marriage is just a ceremony. After the ceremony, we will go back to Jiangnan. At a time like this, Mr. Secretary, can you put aside your work first? "
Secretary Zhu Tianyou actually called him "Mr. Secretary," which made Luo Tianyun so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in. But since Secretary Zhu Tianyou said it like this, what else could he say? Moreover, he knew that Situ Lan liked him, but he broke her heart. She seemed to be different from before, and he always felt that there was some kind of connection between Situ Lan and Ma Yingjie. As for what it was, he couldn't be sure. This kind of feeling made it very difficult for Luo Tianyun to accept Situ Lan.
Seeing that Luo Tianyun didn't say anything, Secretary Zhu Tianyou asked Luo Tianyun anxiously, "Do you have another woman in your heart?"
As soon as Secretary Zhu Tianyou's words fell, Luo Tianyun was shocked. He hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, there's nothing like that."
"That's good. You will get married to Xiaolan immediately, and I will host it. This is a political task. "After Zhu Tianyou finished speaking, he didn't look at Luo Tianyun anymore, turned around and walked into the ward.
Luo Tianyun stared at Secretary Zhu Tianyou's back, but an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart. What kind of political task was this? Back then, for an official position, he gave up Luan Xiaoxue, and now he had to marry Situ Lan for an official position, for a political task? Then what about Luan Xiaoxue? What about his child?
Luo Tianyun's heart really hurt, and it was a kind of pain that he couldn't explain clearly. He turned around and looked out the window. Outside the window, the roses were blooming like spring in Jiangnan, but his heart was colder than winter. On one hand, it was his teacher, who he called "father" for decades, on the other hand, it was the woman he couldn't give up, the flesh and blood he couldn't give up. No matter which side it was, he couldn't explain it, and he couldn't choose.
Luo Tianyun stood like a stone statue, and at this moment, his mind was blank. He wanted to grasp any kind of thought, but he found that none of them were around him, and they were all far away from him. He felt that at this moment, he was very empty, but there was no weight, so heavy that he couldn't bear it, so heavy that he didn't dare to look at himself.
Situ Lan stood behind Luo Tianyun. When did she come, Luo Tianyun didn't notice at all, until he heard Situ Lan's voice, "You're very sad, aren't you?"
Luo Tianyun was shocked, and he suddenly turned around and saw Situ Lan. In her eyes, there was a sadness that Luo Tianyun didn't want to see. Did this kind of sadness belong to love? But did this kind of love belong to him? Then, what about Luan Xiaoxue's love? That child stayed by his side for no reason, and suffered so much because she was pregnant with his child. Luan Xiaoxue's bloated belly, Luan Xiaoxue's clean face, and the expectation that she didn't ask for anything from him, were clearly playing in Luo Tianyun's mind, scene after scene. Could he not feel pain? Could he let go of this mother and child?
Luo Tianyun was really in a dilemma.
"I know you can't give up her, can't give up the child." Situ Lan's voice was very low, but every word was engraved in Luo Tianyun's heart. Although he knew that Situ Lan knew the existence of Luan Xiaoxue and the child, when Situ Lan said it so directly, Luo Tianyun still felt strangely embarrassed.
Luo Tianyun had to say something, "Xiaolan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
Situ Lan's heart sank to the bottom. Although she knew that Luo Tianyun would not accept her, when Luo Tianyun said it himself, her last glimmer of hope completely collapsed. This man, the man she had pretended to be since she was a girl, was he really so heartless to her? In the case of her father's critical condition, was he really not willing to accept her?
Situ Lan wanted to turn around and leave. She wanted to never see this man, the man who broke her heart. But, could she leave? Her father, the father she couldn't give up, was still waiting for their wedding. Her father had hinted to her to marry Luo Tianyun again and again, but she avoided it again and again. Now, her father didn't have many days to live. Couldn't Luo Tianyun fulfill his father's wish at such a time?
"You're too selfish." Situ Lan couldn't help shouting at Luo Tianyun. Her voice was not loud, but in Luo Tianyun's ears, it still shocked him like thunder.
"Xiaolan, is this okay? Let's fake our marriage in front of dad and hold a ceremony to make him feel at ease. What do you think? "Luo Tianyun suddenly made such a suggestion.
If the last time Luo Tianyun pushed her away was a kind of insult, then this time Luo Tianyun proposed a fake marriage was a kind of humiliation for Situ Lan. She was despised and humiliated by Luo Tianyun. Situ Lan's heart felt as if countless sharp knives were fiercely stabbing into it. That kind of pain and that kind of injury was too horrible for Situ Lan to bear. She really wanted to rush over and slap Luo Tianyun's face. But what should she do after that? Besides, wasn't the fake marriage plan she used for Luan Xiaoxue and Ma Yingjie at the beginning? That wild girl and Ma Yingjie could fake their marriage. Why couldn't she use the same trick when it came to herself? This was probably the legendary retribution. Moreover, she had slept with the wild girl's nominal husband. What else did she want? At least Luo Tianyun was willing to let her father leave in peace. At least this man compromised. What else could she force him to do?
No matter how angry Situ Lan was at this moment, how painful, how wronged, and how conflicted she was, Situ Lan still nodded and said, "Okay, let's fake our marriage." After saying that, Situ Lan quickly turned around and walked to the other end of the corridor. But tears, tears of disappointment, gushed out of her eyes with a "swoosh".
There was no kind of pain as great as this. There was no kind of injury that pierced through her heart and bones like this. Situ Lan's legs felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. She dragged them and walked, but it was so difficult. Going down the stairs was as cumbersome as climbing a mountain. Her heart and her whole body could only passively move out of the hospital step by step. She couldn't find any other way.
How Situ Lan went down the stairs and how she walked to the back garden of the hospital, she didn't seem to know, or perhaps she refused to know. Just like how she didn't want to face the fact that Mo Zheng didn't love her. Just like how she hid that Luo Tianyun pushed her away at night. In fact, she hid it so deeply because she was hoping that one day, Luo Tianyun would stand in front of her and tell her that he was wrong and that he loved her. She had never given up on this hope. Even though she loved Ma Yingjie's young body, even though she was willing to do all kinds of things for Ma Yingjie, in the deepest part of her heart, she was still imagining Luo Tianyun's love. She imagined that one day, Luo Tianyun could marry her openly. The role of a wife was what she, a woman at her age, wanted the most. She had already lost the right to be a mother. Why couldn't she be given the right to be a wife? She needed the role of a wife. She longed for this role. But, but, but, Luo Tianyun didn't give her such a role. Luo Tianyun just wanted to humiliate her again and again. He wanted to shatter her pitiful self-esteem, so that she couldn't face herself and her future.
Situ Lan's pain and hatred were deeply buried at this moment, and she also hid them. Apart from herself, perhaps no one could understand her pain and hatred, or even sympathize with her. She had too many things. In everyone's eyes, this was what she thought. But all these things couldn't be exchanged for the easy role of a wife. The role of a wife, but she couldn't get it in her entire life?
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