The road to blackening of the fast-traversing disease

Chapter 3 The Devil Under the Warm Skin (1)

"Remember, you are the original owner, and the original owner is you."

Spring should be like this, lazy and soft.

Everything in the world is revived, welcoming the joy of new life.

Under the lush tree, there is a girl in a wheelchair.

The girl's eyebrows are picturesque, her eyes are like caged smoke, her fingers are like onion roots, and her long ink-like hair is draped lazily behind her.

Even a plain white dress couldn't resist her noble and cool temperament.

She quietly looked at the new green leaves, which were bright green and full of vitality, and she had a special charm.

Uncle Li came over quietly, straightened his waist slightly, and said in a low voice: "Miss, it's getting late."

She lightly tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with her fingers like onion roots, and only after a while did she hear a soft voice that seemed to have been blown away by the wind.

"This spring seems to be different from previous years."

"Forget it... let's go."

The girl in the charming car closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, her butterfly-like eyelashes set off her white jade face, making her extremely alluring.

A black shadow flashed by, and the driver slammed on the brakes.

Due to inertia, Luan Jin's body leaned forward, and his legs were inconvenient, so he could only support them with his hands.

She pursed her light-colored lips lightly, looked at the driver, and said nothing.

The uncle driver wiped his cold sweat: "Miss, someone rushed out suddenly, but I missed him."

The delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, and the tone was light: "Touch porcelain?" Someone dared to touch his porcelain.

Uncle Li next to him lowered his eyes and said softly, "Miss, I'll go down and have a look."

"No, I'll go in person." For the first time in his life, Luan Jin felt that he had to go and see for himself.

Li Shugang wanted to stop him, but after meeting the girl's cold gaze, he could only silently shut his mouth.

Uncle Li helped the girl to the wheelchair, pushed the wheelchair, and walked over.

The target was the boy lying on the ground, his face was covered by the dirt on his face, and his clothes were so dirty that the original color could not be seen.No different than a beggar.

After glancing at it, the girl pursed her light-colored lips boredly, not interested in looking again.Casually ordered: "Send him to the hospital, and then contact his family."

Just as Luan Jin was about to leave, the driver silently reminded: "Miss, he's awake."

Turning his head casually, he met the boy's eyes.

At that moment, the girl's pupils constricted, and thousands of emotions seemed to slowly overflow.

His white hands clutched the armrests of the wheelchair, his fingertips were pale.

The young man's eyes are exceptionally good-looking, amber color different from ordinary people, clean and crystal clear, with the tails of the eyes raised up, which seems to be fascinating.

The pure pupils and seductive pupils are simply bewitching, overlapping with someone in memory.

He also has a pair of eyes like him.

Seeing that Luan Jin's mood was not right, Uncle Li reminded, "Miss."

Luan Jin's exquisite face was a little pale, looking at the thin young man, the coldness between the beautiful brows seemed to have dissipated a little.

"Your eyes are so beautiful." The girl seemed to be joking, but only she knew the deep meaning.

The boy didn't show any expression, he just got up silently.

The driver originally wanted to help him, but before his hand touched him, he was stopped by the sharp and sharp eyes of the young man, and he didn't dare to go forward.

Looking at this scene, Luan Jin reached out and turned the wheelchair.

Uncle Li just wanted to move forward, when he saw the girl waved her hand, indicating that she didn't need it.

The wheelchair and the ground made a sound of rubbing against the ground, which was not harsh, and came in front of the boy.

"What's your name?" The cold voice made people feel very comfortable.

The young man just looked at Luan Jin defensively, like a little beast wary of those approaching, fearing that the other party would hurt him.

Seeing that the young man did not answer, Luan Jin was not annoyed.

I just reached out to touch his head, because I was sitting in a wheelchair, and it was difficult to touch the other person's head.

But as if the boy had been stimulated by something, he backed away abruptly, shaking off the girl's hand.

Luan Jin was caught off guard by being dumped, and his fair hands were blushed.

Her skin is very fair, so the red mark is very obvious.

Seeing this, Uncle Li was a little anxious: "Miss, you..."

Shaking his head, signaling to leave him alone, Uncle Li could only remain silent, with a dark face.

"There are dirty things on your head." After she finished speaking, she reached out and shook the dead leaves that she took off from her head just now.

The young man was taken aback, as if he still couldn't react.

Luan Jin stepped forward, took out the handkerchief he was carrying with him, and handed it to the young man.

The boy looked at the clean handkerchief, which was spotless and white.But, he doesn't deserve it.

　Sorry for the poor writing, I hope you can support me a lot. (`)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)