Dear Mr. Lu

There was indeed only one controller, and Bruin DeLong's spirit was almost broken after being hypnotized several times, and his answers were all the same.

Luo Wencheng expressed his desire to see Bruin Delang for the last time.

Bruin DeLong himself is very sensitive to hypnosis, and he also tried his best to resist when he was hypnotized, so he collapsed and haggard, both physically and mentally, but he still looks forward to the day of rescue, Convinced that the rescuers sent by his big boss were on their way.

But he waited for Luo Wencheng first.

"You are here, has the news spread? Why hasn't anyone come to rescue me yet?" Bruin Delang squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Wencheng blankly for a while before recognizing someone, "Quick, get me out!"

In this ghost place, people beat him and interrogated him every day at the beginning, but recently no one came, making the room dark, there was no sound, nothing could be seen, and the letters outside were too long It didn't come in, it seemed that everyone had forgotten about him, and he just waited and waited and waited like this, waiting almost crazy.

"No one will come to rescue you." Luo Wencheng said flatly, "Your boss has given up on you."

"Impossible! I earned so much money for him, and my brain is what he values ​​most!" Bruin Delang roared, and suddenly he came to his senses, pointing at Luo Wencheng, "You..."

"Your brain? Is it amazing? If you are really capable, why can't you see that I have been acting?" Luo Wencheng said with a smile, "Your medicines have no effect on me at all, you have been researching Things are actually garbage, right?"

"No! Impossible!" Bruin Delang was stunned, "You're faking it, how could you be faking it?!"

"You think you are controlling other people's health and life, but in fact you are a clown, you are played around without knowing it, you think you are a genius, but you are nothing, you think you are so important that you will never be fooled Give up, but in fact, it is not necessary at all, otherwise you said, why didn't your big boss come to rescue you?"

Luo Wencheng stimulated him with words, watching the yellow-haired old man growl angrily, mixed with shame and indignation, doubted himself, and questioned loudly.

The experimental subject that he thought was firmly in his hands played, teased, and ridiculed in turn. Bruin Delang's self-esteem and confidence could not accept such a thing at all. He was already emotionally unstable, and he was almost crazy at the moment.

In the madness, someone pressed him and gave him a handful of medicine, which he gave to Luo Wencheng. Because he felt that Luo Wencheng's experiment was successful, he later made another batch of medicine in a foreign laboratory, which was naturally taken by him. It was seized and destroyed, and Lu Chong got a bottle ahead of time.

Bruin Delang was down half a bottle all at once, and he lay on the ground twitching, extremely embarrassed, Luo Wencheng had seen enough, got up and left the warehouse.

Later, I heard that Bruin DeLong had become an idiot, and then he suffered cerebral palsy within a few days.

At the beginning, he had asked someone to test this medicine, but it created many idiots and cerebral palsy, and even killed many people, and now he has finally tasted this taste.

I heard that Dean Li, Zhang Qingsong, and Liu Lifu had the same fate. The three of them divided up the remaining half of the bottle of medicine. Lu Chong just mentioned it when he was talking, saying that the three were stupid, but still Can't escape sanctions.

So far, the four people who knew that Luo Wencheng was the experimental subject were all resolved.

This major case was compiled into an anti-terrorism special and aired, causing disturbances in the world, especially the brutal and inhumane human experiments, which aroused widespread discussion both at home and abroad. Bruin DeLong's past and present laboratories were dug up one by one, and what followed was that the local area began to investigate how many people disappeared that year, or how many people died strangely, or following the investigation, How many hastily buried bodies were found.

Whether they died as victims of his experiment or not, these lives were pressed on the head of Bruin Delang. It can be said that this name has become the name that everyone spurned and cursed this year, and has been demonized into the embodiment of terror and the industry. shame.

And these have nothing to do with Lu Chong and Luo Wencheng. After solving those four people and cleaning up all the traces of his involvement in this matter, Lu Chong withdrew from this matter and lived with Luo Wencheng. Very leisurely day.

Luo Wencheng went through several inspections. With the current technology, no one dared to touch the small instrument in his heart. Fortunately, the power of that thing is sufficient. As long as there is no accident, it should not be a problem to operate well for another ten or twenty years.

Lu Chong then began to form his own professional heart medical team, recruit famous doctors, train outstanding newcomers, introduce the best equipment, and even set up a specialized hospital to cooperate with the best hospitals in Beijing.

In short, he wants to cultivate a top team in the world in order to provide Luo Wencheng with the best and most timely service in the future.

Luo Wencheng said to him: "Don't be too busy, my situation is very mysterious, not to mention changing the instrument in the future, even if you change your heart, it won't work." He survived because of this small instrument now, and he can only rely on This survival is a bit like a law of cause and effect, which cannot be changed. This is the price for his rebirth and resurrection three times.

Lu Chong didn't listen to him: "Be prepared, if the instrument breaks down after decades, you can still use the best technicians to repair it."

Luo Wencheng thought so too, anyway, they are relaxed now, they don't need anything, especially if they don't lack money and time, so let's work hard.

Because he was free enough, Luo Wencheng finally began to think about what he would do in the future, he couldn't be so idle every day, right?

"How about I continue painting?" Luo Wencheng was discussing with Lu Chong. He seemed to be the strongest, and he was quite interested, but the problem was that he didn't have the 10% bonus now, and the things he drew were not so good. When the aura is gone, the level drops a lot.

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you're happy." Lu Chong really answered this way, saying it was like saying nothing.

Luo Wencheng didn't expect him to be able to give him advice. He thought twice and planned to learn Chinese painting from scratch.

Without the god-blessed aura and skill before, he would not be so relaxed and freehand, but the teacher Lu Chong hired for him was very powerful, he was a very famous master of traditional Chinese painting, the teacher had strict requirements, and Luo Wencheng also studied hard and made progress. It is also very fast.

Originally, this teacher didn't know whether it was due to Lu Chong's power or favor, so he had to be this teacher, but after teaching a few lessons, he was willing to be this teacher. In his opinion, Luo Wencheng was very serious and hardworking, neither arrogant nor impetuous, with observation skills and learning skills. They are all very capable. I thought it was a child from a rich family who learned to play, but after getting in touch with him, I realized that he really devoted himself to learning and wanted to develop in this area.

And the most important thing is that there are things in Luo Wencheng's paintings, and he has his own sentiments. He can capture the soul of every flower, grass, tree and stone. He said that he has no spirituality, but in fact, this is already an extremely rare spirituality.

So the teacher put his heart into it, and began to take the student to visit old friends, collect folk songs, visit art exhibitions, and compete with painters and apprentices of the same level.

Luo Wencheng finally found his career direction, he was very happy and dedicated, and every day was very fulfilling, so Lu Chong, who was also very happy for him, was a little depressed.

It was another day that Luo Wencheng practiced late, and his entire arm was no longer like his own when he took the paintbrush. He was sore, tired, and sleepy. He decided to change into pajamas and sleep instead of taking a bath. Anyway, the weather was cold and dry. Taking a bath every day is not good for your health either.

Just thinking about being lazy, suddenly the overhead light went dark, and the whole hall was plunged into darkness.

Luo Wencheng: "..."

The first thought that popped into his mind was that the Lu residence was attacked by someone, and Lu Chongke had many enemies.

What about Lu Chong? Where is Lu Chong?

As soon as his heart lifted and his muscles tensed up, candlelight lit up in the dining room in front of him. It was the kind of lighting method where a dozen candles ignited at the same time with a whistling of the wind.

Clusters of candles vaguely illuminated a slender and tall figure. He was holding a violin and pulling it slowly, and the elegant music flowed out.

Luo Wencheng was stunned.

It was a very nice piece of music. Luo Wencheng had never heard it before, but he could hear the deep and sincere feelings in it, like a person who spends his whole life expressing endless tenderness and love, and like a trickling water flowing through Luo Wencheng's heart.

Warm, soft, sour, and astringent, suddenly he remembered many things from the past, those happiness and unhappiness, those touches and pains, slowly, they were filled with flesh and blood again, and recovered. color.

He lowered his head slightly, pressed his heart, and discerned that there seemed to be something different in the mechanically stable rhythm.

After the song was over, the overhead light above the dining table turned on, illuminating the area, and Lu Chong put down the violin in his hand: "Does it sound good?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, a smile in his eyes, and a slight jerky nervousness. After all, it was the first time he did this kind of thing.

Luo Wencheng approached slowly: "Can you pull this?"

"I learned a little bit when I was a child, and recently I did some surprise training, but I can't pull it well enough."

Luo Wencheng sniffed: "I'm so touched, do you think it's good? Why did you do it all of a sudden?"

They are so familiar, and they are both big men, so it feels weird to be so romantic all of a sudden.

"I want to surprise you, today is your birthday, did you forget?" Lu Chong said with a smile, "Happy birthday, Wen Cheng."

Luo Wencheng was surprised, he completely forgot about it.

Only then did he notice that there were flowers and cakes on the table.

"Last year I couldn't spend your birthday with you. I'm very sorry, and I regret it. This year I want to double the supply. I made this cake by myself, and I inserted these flowers with my own hands. How about you? ?”

As Lu Chong said, he took Luo Wencheng's hand and sat down.

Luo Wencheng was even more surprised, looking at the cake that was not too big, not too delicate, but very neat and colorful: "When did you learn this?"

"It's also recently, you've been busy studying painting recently, you don't even know what I'm doing?" Lu Chong said, under the candlelight and the dim light above his head, his eyes seemed to contain deep resentment.

Thinking about it, Luo Wencheng had indeed neglected him recently, and felt a little guilty: "Sorry, I'm just starting to learn, and I'm getting excited, and I won't be in the future."

"Okay, can I blame you for this? Make a wish."

Make a wish.

Facing the candle, Luo Wencheng closed his eyes and thought silently, hoping that there would be no more disturbances in the days to come, that he and Lu Chong could always be together in such a safe and secure way, and that they would never be separated.

He opened his eyes, lightly blew out the candle, and suddenly felt that his gentle and gentle action was a bit like a girl, so he couldn't help but smile from the corners of his eyes.

Lu Chong had been staring at him without moving his eyes, and suddenly he pulled out a red rose from the bouquet, and Luo Wencheng, who was about to cut the cake, asked, "What are you doing?"

Lu Chong held up flowers to him: "Wen Cheng, let's get married."

Luo Wencheng was stunned.

"Let's go to get the certificate, and then hold a grand wedding banquet to announce our relationship to the world." It's not a relationship between a big boss and his little lover, not any relationship that is not serious, not solemn, and may break up at any time, but an upright, A unique marriage contract.

Luo Wencheng was silent for a while, then laughed and said, "Do you still care about those people's opinions?"

Lu Chong thought to himself, can he not care? He just can't stand anyone pointing at Luo Wencheng, even if those people only dare to talk behind his back, no matter how powerful he is, he can't control the thoughts in people's hearts. A certificate, a wedding banquet, although vulgar is a bit vulgar, but It's good enough for those laymen.

And the most important thing is that after getting married, he has enough reasons to let Luo Wencheng move into his room, or move into his room by himself. In short, he doesn't want to sleep in a separate room anymore. Take your time, he found that some The thing is to push, to push, to fight for some benefits, or to fight for them earlier.

Luo Wencheng was completely unaware of this carefulness, and reached out to take the flower: "Okay, let's get married."

He also wanted to settle down completely.

He looked at Lu Chong, who was sitting across from him, with handsome features and tender eyes. After so many times of separation and reunion, they finally ushered in a happy ending.

He suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "After marriage, what should people around you or people you know call me? Madame, or Madam Lu?"

He was smiling, but Lu Chong realized that this was a proposition. If he dared to say "yes", the sun might not be so bright tomorrow.

He said, "Of course it's Mr. Luo. Anyone who sees you in the future will have to call Mr. Luo respectfully and politely."

Luo Wencheng nodded: "It sounds like the social status has improved a lot." Although some people around Lu Chong also called him that, but Mr. Luo is different from Mr. Luo, this one is much more pleasing to the ear.

"I've called you Mr. for so long. When I introduce it to others, I can also introduce it directly. This is my husband. It's quite strange to think about it." He smiled and stretched out his hand: "Then dear Mr. Advised."