Love is like melting

Chapter 50 Then He Cried 2
Even Lian Zhen and Yun Yingluo thought so.

And Ji Yerong was also suspicious in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

In the middle of the night, a sleeping lamp was on in the bedroom, and the light was dim, making everything feel lost.

Lian Mo walked to the bed and saw A Yu with his back facing the wall, curled up into a ball, leaning against the bed, as if he would fall off the bed in a second.

My heart tightened silently.

He went to bed, held her in his arms, and dragged her to the center of the big bed.

Ji Yerong kept his back to him, neither turned his head nor opened his eyes, as if he was deeply asleep and never woke up.

"Ayu, you made me look like a fool, fighting against the dead!"

The whole room was deserted and silent, Ji Yerong didn't give him any response, but Lianmo knew that the person stiff in his arms was awake.

The fixing bracket has been removed, and the right hand can use a little force to caress her long hair, and the fragrance of her hair is all under the nose.

Breath sprayed on her neck, lips nibbled on her exquisite ears, she shivered subconsciously in his arms.

Ugh.Lian Mo sighed secretly in his heart, he really didn't want Ayu to worship Liancheng, and he didn't want to compete with a dead person, because that person was already dead, and it was meaningless to compete.

He just didn't want to admit it, nor did he want to admit that the dead person held a very important place in A Yu's heart.

"Ayu, let's not be an example."

For the sake of A Yu, just bear with it.Lian Mo persuaded himself this way in his heart, it was just worship, it was no big deal.

Ji Yerong's closed eyes slowly opened after hearing his words, and he tilted his head slightly, staring at him with disbelief.

Lian Mo's right hand gently landed on her face, his fingertips were warm, and his eyes became more and more hot.

She subconsciously turned her head away, and her lips fell on her face.

Lian Mo raised his eyebrows, but he didn't force her, he kept holding her and said, "Ayu, good night."

This night, Ji Yerong didn't sleep very well. The biggest reason was that Lianmo was not used to hugging her.

Although they slept on the same bed before, they occupied half of each other, and there was a big gap in the middle, so no one would hinder the other.

Now Lian Mo has embraced her in his arms. In the middle of the night, she wanted to move to the side of the bed. Before she could move twice, Lian Mo's hand had already covered her body again. In the darkness, his voice murmured: "Ayu Be good, sleep well."

It's like coaxing a daughter.

After repeating this several times, Ji Yerong stopped moving, fearing that his right hand would use force unconsciously, which would affect his recovery.

Close your eyes, count your ears, in his arms, and wait for the dawn.

In the morning, after breakfast, Lian Mo ordered Yu Sha to go to the closet to get a long khaki trench coat.

Although the temperature is gradually warming up in April, it is still very cold outside in the morning and evening. Lian Mo took the windbreaker that Sha had handed over and put it on Ji Yerong.

Ji Yerong glanced at the windbreaker, and frowned involuntarily. The style was okay and the fit was simple, but the color was too light, so I didn't like it.

Lian Mo seemed to have read her thoughts, and said with a light smile, "Ayu is still young, so he can try more beautiful things."

Ji Yerong didn't speak, and the corners of her lips sank slightly, which showed that she really didn't like this kind of clothes.

Lian Mo turned his head and told Yu Sha to go with her, and remember to bring a water glass and snacks. As for the flowers for worship, he had already ordered someone to prepare them.

Helping Ayu fasten the buttons, the speed of the right hand and the left hand is uncoordinated, and a bow is slowly tied around her waist with the belt, which is still eye-catching.

Standing sideways, she took the hair out of her clothes and said, "Come back early, we will have lunch together at noon."

Lian Mo sent her to the door to get on the car, so he could only send her here. He couldn't expect him to send her to see another man.

This, he really can't do it.

Ji Yerong got into the car first, and Lian Mo glanced at Song Yao and Shi Huan who were waiting beside him, the smile on his lips disappeared, and his voice was cold: "I will leave her safety to you."

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Song Yao and Shi Huan replied in unison.

In fact, you don't need to ask, they will use their lives to protect their captain!

Lianmo stood at the door, watching Ayu's car leave the night garden, farther and farther away, and finally disappeared from his sight.

Cheng Mu, who came to pick him up, stood aside. Seeing Your Excellency standing there for a long time, the light in his eyes was uncertain, and couldn't help but said, "Since you don't want to, why don't you tell her the truth?"

He believed that as long as your Excellency said it himself, Ji Yerong would definitely believe it.

Lian Mo's face darkened calmly, his eyes stared at the direction where A Yu disappeared, and his voice was indifferent: "A Yu never doubted me. Except for the matter of Lian Cheng's death!"

If in this world even A Yu needs his own explanation to dispel doubts, then explaining or not explaining, believing or not believing, are not so important to him.

——Ayu, I will not explain the past to you, but I will do it and prove it to you with actions. When you see everything I have done, will you still doubt me?Don't believe me?

——If you still doubt me at that time, Fourth Brother will not force you!

Ji Yerong and Liancheng once chatted about what kind of person they would be and what they were doing if they were born in ancient times.

Ji Yerong thought that he would be a swordsman, a chivalrous warrior, make friends with a group of friends, and walk the rivers and lakes with wine and swords.

Liancheng said that he might be a useless scholar, teaching people to read and write, or helping people write letters, earning some silver to support their lives.

They seem to be very different, but in fact they are very similar in temperament. They are both indifferent to fame and wealth, have little regard for money and rights, and yearn for a simple and free life.

Liancheng also said that if one day he was gone, he would want to donate his useful and healthy organs to those in need, so that it would be as if he was still alive in this world.

It's a pity that Liancheng's wish was not fulfilled. Not only did his organs not help anyone, he didn't even have a complete piece of skin.

Because his death...was too tragic.

When Ji Yerong walked into the ancestral tomb of the Lian family, what he saw was the solemn and majestic architectural style.

Generations of the Lian family are buried here, and children and grandchildren of the Lian family will be buried in the future.

The tombstone of Liancheng is next to Lian Zhen, on the other side is Lian Zhen's deceased wife, and there is an empty cemetery that Lian Zhen left for Yun Yingluo before he was alive.

Before Lian Zhen died, he said: "You and I have been buried in the grave of a marriage where there is no love but only hatred! Now that I am tired, I will take a step first and look at you over there. I will open my eyes to see you clearly How people betrayed their relatives. I left you a cemetery. You are born as a family member, and when you die, you are also a family member. When you are born, Murong Zhuang will not get you. If you die, he will not even have your ashes Yun Yingluo, tell me, who among us won?"

Yun Yingluo stood in front of the hospital bed, quietly listening to her husband's vicious curses on her, there was no sadness or anger on her delicate face, she looked at him coldly, dying little by little until she was completely gone, unwilling He closed his eyes that had been tired of watching the scenery for a lifetime.

Lian Zhen died, and her husband died. She should have cried, felt sad, and mourned endlessly, but she didn't.

She just leaned down and put her lips close to Lian Zhen's ear, as if whispering to her sleeping husband.

"My city is gone, do you think I'll just let it go? Lian Zhen, it's fine if you leave. Just keep your eyes open and watch carefully. How did I make your Lian Mo live a life?" It's better to die, I want you to see how he endured the infamy and left his infamy in the history of country M for thousands of years!"

Ji Yerong stood in front of Liancheng's tombstone, looking at the black and white facial features, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a gentle smile.

Sometimes Ji Yerong really couldn't figure out how a vicious person like Yun Yingluo could give birth to a kind person like Liancheng.

Lian Cheng and Yun Yingluo really don't look alike at all, but Lian Mo's personality is very similar to Yun Yingluo's, they are both beautiful and poisonous, and they will die if they touch it.

Ji Yerong sent flowers to Liancheng's tombstone, and only said: "Happy birthday."

Today is Liancheng's taboo, which is why she insisted on coming to worship.

When Ji Yerong turned to leave, Lian Jing, who was wearing a black windbreaker and black sunglasses, came to meet her, covering most of her oval face.

Lian Jing gave the flowers in his arms to Liancheng, took off his sunglasses, and looked at Ji Yerong, "I never thought he would let you come to worship Liancheng."

Ji Yerong didn't answer, but said in a low voice, "Today is his birthday."

"I know, so I came to see him." Even Jing Mouguang looked at the tombstone.

Although she and Liancheng are not from the same mother, they are siblings from the same father. At that time, she and Lian Mo got along the closest, but their relationship with Liancheng has always been good.

Unexpectedly, Liancheng would die tragically, but the biggest suspect was her other younger brother, Lianmo.

"After so many years, my mother is the one who misses Liancheng the most, but she is also the only one who doesn't come to worship Liancheng. Because she hasn't found the murderer who killed Liancheng, she feels ashamed to face Liancheng."

Lian Jing paused, looked sideways at Ji Yerong, and asked seriously, "Ye Rong, tell me the truth in front of Liancheng today."

"Did Lian Cheng be killed by Lian Mo?"

Ji Yerong was silent, and the cool breeze was blowing on his face. Even though the sun was shining, a place as dark and humid as the cemetery would inevitably give people a chilly feeling.

In Lian Jing's questioning eyes, she seemed to shake her head: "I don't know."

I really don't know.

Lian Jing's slender eyebrows twitched slightly, "Even you don't know?"

Ji Yerong looked at the warm and jade-like Liancheng, and said in a low voice, "He said, I don't understand him."

Hearing this, Lian Jing sighed, and a wry smile appeared on his red thin lips: "Don't say you don't understand, how many people in this world can understand him?"

Ji Yerong didn't speak again.

The two stood in front of Liancheng's tombstone for a long time, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, and their scalps began to feel burning.

Lian Jing said, "It's still early, why don't you come with me?"

It's not yet 10 o'clock, so it's okay to go back, Ji Yerong nodded.

In a high-end coffee shop in the city, the coffee was full of aroma, and I even ordered a cup of black coffee without sugar and milk. Ji Yerong drank warm water, and she didn't like drinks.

Lian Jing looked at Qing Shui in front of her and smiled: "You are still the same as before."

Ji Yerong glanced at her white fingers pinching the spoon, slowly stirring the coffee, and said softly, "You used to be the most afraid of hardship."

Lian Jing was startled, and then her lips blurred into a gorgeous smile, but this gorgeousness did not bloom in her eyes.

"Xu is getting older, so he doesn't like sweetness. Bitterness is better, the more bitter, the more fresh in the memory."

What she said has a deep meaning.

"Still blaming him?" The most bitter thing in Lian Jing's life was being forced to marry someone she didn't love.

The smile on Lian Jing's face gradually faded, he took a sip of the bitter coffee, and said slowly, "Can you not complain?"

Ji Yerong was silent, yes, can you not complain?

I can't even do it myself, let alone Lian Jing.

(End of this chapter)