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Chapter 502 Jing Xing: "I only have you."

In October, the temperature at night in Xiangzhou City is already very low, and there was just another autumn rain yesterday, and the coolness of autumn slowly invaded every pore on the skin.

Lin Qingyou was in a hurry to go out, and she didn't have time to change clothes, so she just put on a denim jacket over her home clothes, and when the air conditioner blew, she shivered suddenly.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the line of sight was very dark. Only the neon lights outside the window were projected through the floor-to-ceiling windows into this quiet small room. The strong smell of alcohol and tobacco mixed together and permeated the air.

There was a pack of cigarettes on the table, a pile of empty beer cans were scattered crookedly beside it, and there were two lying on the ground.

The pack of cigarettes has gone down more than half.

Jing Xing leaned silently on the sofa, most of the people were hidden in the shadows, his head was drooping low, his face was dark and unclear, and the profile of his side face was outlined with a vague outline by the faint lights coming in from the window. .

A slender cigarette was silently held between his fingers like this, and a scarlet flame flickered at the end of the cigarette in the darkness.

Lin Qingyou was startled.

This was the first time she had seen him smoking so fiercely.

Pursing her lips, she walked over, bent down, and called his name: "Jing Xing?"

As if he didn't hear it, Jing Xing didn't respond for a long time.

Seeing his distraught appearance, Lin Qingyou really started to worry. She squatted down in front of him, looked up at him, shook his arm, and called him again.

"..."

There was a pulling force from the wrist, Jing Xing blinked his eyes unresponsively, then lowered his head slowly, as if he had finally regained his senses.

Probably because he drank too much alcohol, his reaction was much slower than usual.

"... Tuantuan?" Jing Xing narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a while before realizing who the person in front of him was.

Lin Qingyou responded, still squatting in front of him, looking up at him.

Jing Xing's eyes were not clear, as if he was already drunk.

"Why did you drink so much?" Lin Qingyou raised her hand and touched his face, then stood up, asked him, picked up the two empty beer cans that had fallen by her feet, and put them on the short table behind her. feet on the coffee table.

"Huh?" The expression on Jing Xing's face looked a little dazed.

He leaned back on the sofa, tilted his head to watch her arrange the things on the table, his long and thick eyelashes were pressed down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, the long burning smoke burned to the fingertips, and there was a slight pain on the skin. Jing Xing came back to his senses, then lowered his eyes, and silently put out the cigarette.

Lin Qingyou bent down again, put her gaze at the same level as him, and asked him softly, "Can you stand up?"

Jing Xing tilted his head, staring at her with beautiful black eyes, and nodded slowly: "Yes."

"Then I'll help you." She stretched out her hand and put it on his arm.

Jing Xing followed her strength and stood up.

It seemed that he had been sitting for too long, and that he had drunk too much alcohol. He stood up suddenly, feeling a little dizzy before his eyes.

Even Lin Qingyou was pulled down in his arms by him.

Lin Qingyou bumped her head against his collarbone, Jing Xing grunted, but didn't let go, instead subconsciously hooked her waist, fearing that she would roll off the sofa.

After being dazed for a moment, Lin Qingyou quickly came back to her senses, hurriedly supported the sofa, and got up from him.

The long hair was a little in the way, she lowered her head and took off the rubber band on her wrist, biting it in her mouth, then grabbed her hair a few times, and casually tied it into a ponytail.

Jing Xing was pressed on the sofa by her just now, and he didn't move.

He was wearing a loose sweater with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow as usual.

Because of the action just now, the hem of his clothes was rolled up, and the neckline of the sweater was wide open, revealing a piece of cold white skin.

The waist and abdomen are thin, and the collarbone is deep and distinct.

Lin Qingyou pushed back the slightly messy hair on his forehead, and reached out to pull him up.

After such a slowdown, Jing Xing's eyes became clearer.

Lin Qingyou ran outside, brought over a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to him.

Jing Xing only took a sip and put it aside, then raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were wet, as if covered by a thin layer of mist.

Lin Qingyou felt that his eyes looked inexplicably aggrieved.

Jing Xing seldom reveals his negative emotions so clearly, more often he chooses to digest them silently.

Lin Qingyou was startled, then reached out to stroke his hair, and her voice softened: "We're so unhappy, huh?"

Her movements were very light, as if she was touching some kind of small animal.

Jing Xing has no feelings for the name of Gang Gang, but he inexplicably likes the way she calls him by his nickname with a sweet and soft voice, biting the tail.

"Then, hug." Lin Qingyou looked at him and said again.

She didn't ask him what happened, she just wanted to make him feel better.

Jing Xing's eyes were dark, he did not move for a long time, his voice was hoarse: "I smell of smoke."

"Then I also want to hug." She simply stood closer.

The flickering emotions in his eyes couldn't be hidden immediately, Jing Xing stared at her for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hands to hug her.

"Tuantuan." He called her in a low voice, then put his side face against her belly, and slowly tightened his arms around her.

Lin Qingyou clearly felt the almost sharp and surly emotions he suppressed.

She didn't say anything, just raised her hand and touched his head like he usually coaxed her.

Jing Xing closed his eyes, and suppressed all the thick ink-like emotions surging in his eyes.

He thought that after so many years of neglect, he could be calm and calm when facing Wei Shuyu's actions, but when Wei Shuyu really opened everything in front of his eyes, He found that he couldn't do it at all.

That is his mother.

No kid doesn't want their own mom.

Jing Xing has always known that Wei Shuyu and Jing Zhen are just acting on the occasion, and the marriage is only because Chen Rui Hongsen needs a strong partner.

But Wei Shuyu's words today made him truly realize that he was not expected to come to this world.

The feeling of being abandoned has never been stronger.

For Wei Shuyu, it was not because he was her child that she loved him, but simply because she needed an heir who was related to her by blood.

What a sarcasm.

Jing Xing silently pursed the corners of his lips.

Lin Qingyou lowered her head, stroked his soft hair with her fingers, and said softly, "You still have me."

Jing Xing whispered, "I only have you."

(End of this chapter)