The milk dog actor is crying and chirping, the president's sister loves me

Chapter 231
Lin Xingcheng was very anxious: "What are you doing in Yuncheng at night? Don't tell me that you are the only one in the car now."

"What about Zhou Jing, and the people in the studio, are they with you?"

Seeing no one in the back seat of the car through the camera, Lin Xingcheng had a bad premonition.

Jiang Ci really drove here by himself, did he forget that he flew back to Beihuai in the early morning, and now he has to drive for nearly ten hours, so he thinks he is a man of steel.

Jiang Ci didn't speak, but kept looking forward, her resolute and clean chin was tense, and her lips were slightly pursed. It wasn't an angry expression, but an inexplicable persistence.

From the angle of the front camera of the mobile phone, you can see his handsome and flawless side face, the black hair is slightly messy, the length can reach the eyebrows, the forehead is parted in the middle, and the light in the car is blurred and dim, which makes his brows cold and aloof.

Like a wolf with a clear goal.

Lin Xingcheng didn't know what to say for a while, she was very anxious, but she was afraid that the words would distract him. After all, he was driving on the highway at this time, and at such a fast speed, he couldn't help but worry about his safety. .

But he was so impulsive.

Luozheng was startled by Lin Xingcheng's movement of sitting up. She put down her phone and sat back, leaning against Lin Xingcheng's shoulder. When she saw the picture of Jiang Ci driving on the phone screen, she guessed it all at once.

Jiang Ci's move really caught her by surprise.

This kid is a little crazy, to be honest.

Can't wait for the plane, actually choose to drive.

Luozheng quickly explained to Lin Xingcheng: "Well, I just told him that you were sick, not how serious it was, it's none of my business."

This kid drove to Yuncheng overnight, and those who didn't know it thought someone told him that Lin Xingcheng was terminally ill.

Luozheng would never carry this big pot, she made it clear that she was just sick.

Not at all embellished.

In such matters she was always down-to-earth.

Lin Xingcheng nodded, only saying that she knew, then took a few deep breaths, and said to Jiang Ci as calmly as possible: "Jiang Ci, you are doing this for me, so I don't want to be angry, but you listen to me, find someone who will be next to you." At the intersection of the expressway, go to a hotel in a surrounding city to stay for one night, and come back tomorrow."

It's not safe to drive at night. Since he insisted on coming here, Lin Xingcheng would rather he had enough rest at night before driving during the day.

"Also, have you talked to Zhou Jing?"

Could it be that the person who left the studio without saying a word left? Lin Xingcheng didn't think so after talking about it. Jiang Ci should deal with it.

Looking at Jiang Ci's face, Lin Xingcheng's long eyelashes trembled, and his nose was a little sour. A feeling of grievance surged in his heart and went straight to his mind, disrupting the emotions that had calmed down. She is so cold.

Except for the first sentence, which was a bit heavy, she was fine.

Now this situation seems to be unreasonable for her.

Lin Xingcheng said a few words one after another, holding his breath, afraid that he would forget that he was driving if he got excited when the quarrel broke out.

But with his ignorant attitude, even Lin Xingcheng, who has always been mild-tempered, couldn't help turning red eyes and making his voice even hoarse.

"Don't say a word..."

Jiang Ci felt a pain in her heart when she heard her crying.

He didn't know how to tell her that he was not impulsive or crazy, he just wanted to stay by her side when she was sick.

"Sorry, I do not have it."

Jiang Ci's words were bitter and her brows were furrowed.

Lin Xingcheng sniffled her nose lightly, and said hastily, "Then you can listen to me, first stay in a nearby city for one night, then let Zhou Jing and the others come over and take turns driving during the day."

Jiang Ci said, "Before I left the city, I had already asked Zhou Jing to fly back to Haishi by himself."

"Jiang Ci!" Lin Xingcheng clenched her fists, and pressed out folds on the white down quilt, her chest heaved, her fair and delicate face had a strange blush, even her neck was red.

"I'll be in Yuncheng in a few hours, you rest first." Jiang Ci took a deep look at her, the girl in the medical striped uniform was sitting on the hospital bed, her flawless little face looked lifeless, with a hint of blush Still angry.

"Don't be angry, when I get here, you can hit me."

Fearing that she would be angry again, Jiang Ci felt distressed, but he didn't know how to comfort her. The only thing he could think of was to hold her and let her vent her anger. But at this moment, the two of them were separated from each other, and they couldn't touch each other after all.

That sense of powerlessness made him a little unbearable.

Even a little overwhelmed and flustered.

He seemed to break her heart.

Lin Xingcheng's eyes were red because of grievance and anger, but now he is coaxing her with a low voice, unable to bear it.

For a long time, Jiang Ci had always looked calm and calm in Lin Xingcheng's heart. He didn't care about many things, so his heart was so strong and calm that it was terrifying.

But at this moment, he was depressed, broken, with unspeakable sourness. All kinds of emotions rushed into Lin Xingcheng's heart in an instant, and something burst out of his already sour eyes.

"So, are you determined to come over tonight?" Lin Xingcheng asked.

Jiang Ci clenched the steering wheel: "Yes."

The night outside the car window is dark, and black tree shadows can be seen flashing past from time to time, which can tell how fast the car is going at this time.

Lin Xingcheng bit her lip and gasped lightly. Luozheng beside her was so anxious that she took out a few tissues and then smeared her face, mouthing non-stop:
"Hey, hey, I really convinced you two, didn't you just drive here, just be careful, you're not a child, why are you still arguing and it's like being separated from life to death."

Lin Xingcheng rubbed her eyes, she didn't know what to think, maybe because she felt uncomfortable and angry, she said with a choked voice, "If this is the case, then you should pay attention to safety, I won't bother you anymore."

After finishing speaking, he reached out and hung up the phone.

After hanging up, I regretted it a bit.

Luozheng brought Lin Xingcheng a few more tissues: "That's right, this kind of situation is the most taboo to quarrel and distract."

Lin Xingcheng rubbed the end of her eyes, looked at the phone with the darkened screen, and said in a resentful tone, "I don't want to do this either. It takes so long to drive from Beihuai to Yuncheng, and he doesn't take anyone with him. How can I rest assured? I don't care at all. Don't spare yourself."

Luozheng stood up and pinched her face, raised her little face that was blushing from crying, and said with a smile: "Isn't that for you? This shows that he cares about you and rushed over without stopping, shouldn't you be moved?"

"It's not me, Lin Xiaocheng, tell me the truth, are you allergic to romance?"

Lin Xingcheng looked up at Luozheng with her head up, her eyes drooping, her delicate eyebrows frowned, like a little rabbit wet by rain, she looked powerless, aggrieved and weak.

"But what I want is not this kind of care. This kind of dedication and care is too heavy. I hope he can put himself first, at least, treat himself better."

As she said that, Lin Xingcheng closed her eyes and tilted her head to sneer lightly, "Maybe it's a bit hypocritical, but that's what I think. I don't want him to be like this, and I'm even a little scared."

Luozheng was silent, put his hand on her head, and comforted her: "Jiang Ci is indeed different from ordinary people. How should I put it, it's a bit extreme, probably because of his native family."

It is said that the family of origin affects a person's life, Luozheng only knows that Jiang Ci's situation is not good, so it is difficult to define it.

(End of this chapter)