Chapter 19

Look at the past from that angle of dawn.

He Jingnian tilted his head halfway, his eyes looking into the distance.

The lighting in the restaurant is warm yellowish.

His face was illuminated by the light, and his normally cold eyes were stained with a little tenderness.

The bridge of the nose is straight, the thin lips are slightly raised, everything is so perfect.

then.

In such a perfect atmosphere, He Jingnian started his performance.

"I was ten years old that year. I was just taken to the capital. I was unfamiliar with the place. I met a person..."

Just when Liming thought that person would be the protagonist.

He changed the subject, "That's the gangsters near the school, who specialize in targeting rich people who look easy to bully."

"and then?"

"Then."

He Jingnian's tone of nostalgia seemed to be recalling the fate of that gangster back then.

"I haven't been released from prison yet. After all, I was just an innocent child back then, and his fate must not be much better."

"..."

Dawn looked puzzled.

If he hadn't read the information given by the system, he would have almost believed in He Jingnian's evil.

At the beginning, he clearly used some unknown methods.

From then on, laying the groundwork for the formation of later villains...

"Let's not talk about that." He Jingnian sighed and continued, "After this, I met another person who attracted my attention..."

Just when Dawn thought the main character appeared.

The style of painting has changed again.

It was a sweeping aunt, and He Jingnian pitifully stuffed him with two steamed buns.

When He Jingnian thought she was a good person.

Aunt Sweeping the Floor was bribed right away, and framed up with other people, hoping that he would be expelled from school because of her bad nature.

"..."

So this story tells us, don't just eat the steamed buns given by others?
Liming was at a loss at first, after listening to He Jingnian's stories.

Her heart is like a grandfather looking at his phone on the subway.

Doubtful.

No, don't lie to me that I don't read enough. Didn't we just talk about the abandoned factory?

Why did you start talking about the first half of your life?

An hour is almost gone.

At this time, He Jingnian had just mentioned that he was 11 years old.

Li Ming couldn't help but interrupt him, "How old are you now?"

"twenty."

dawn:"……"

I don't think it will work.

According to your progress, I'm afraid there are still nine hours left.

She would rather go back and read the nine pages of information given by the system than continue listening.

"Just tell me directly, is this directly related to your kidnapping?"

"...not yet."

Li Ming took a deep breath, "Then you can talk directly."

"This matter is a long story."

"Then keep your story short."

"Ok."

He Jingnian was also straightforward, and briefly explained the reasons for the incident.

"I happened to be passing by when Bai Tiantian was kidnapped."

After he finished speaking, his thin lips were pursed, and he half leaned on the chair and stopped talking.

"..." Liming waited for 2 minutes, "It's gone?"

He Jingnian: "Yes."

Li Ming's smile reveals his mother's criticism, and the corners of his lips tremble slightly: "Then you just said so much..."

"It's a bit embarrassing to just say it like this, let's lay the groundwork in advance." He Jingnian's tone was exceptionally calm.

She stopped talking and took a deep look at He Jingnian.

"I really want to touch your face."

He Jingnian froze for a moment, he didn't expect Li Ming to be so straightforward.

"This kind of place, isn't it good?"

"Why not?" Li Ming said, "With candles, it would be perfect."

Put wax on your grave.

Isn't it beautiful.

system:"……"

I don't think you guys are chatting on the same channel.

(End of this chapter)

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