Killer baby is too tough

Chapter 61

Lin Qianqian clenched her lips, she couldn't imagine the life Lu Xiangdong experienced at that time.

That kind of obedience in everything, never resisting, is really far from the current him.If Ling Fengtian hadn't mentioned it, Lin Qianqian wouldn't have thought about it and would not have associated that appearance with Lu Xiangdong.

It's just... such a life is actually unfortunate.

Lin Qianqian's lower lip was bitten off unconsciously, and the tip of her tongue tasted a faint smell of blood, which made her more sober, "What happened next?"

"Later, Lao Lu really became the way the old man liked. Everyone who met him said that he was just like the old man when he was young. His temper, character, walking posture, and tone of voice all followed the old man's appearance. look." Ling Fengtian sighed indistinctly.

Lin Qianqian frowned, "The old man should be happy, but I don't think his relationship with the young master is good."

More than bad.

When the two of them were fighting for the gun that day, Lin Qianqian even felt that the two of them wanted to shoot countless big holes in each other's body.

"He was happy, but after he was happy, he became jealous. Old Lu was young and promising, and the company gradually gained his power. Many old subordinates also turned to support Lao Lu. He is indeed the most proud work of the old man. In his At the age of 15, he controlled nearly half of the company's resources." Ling Fengtian took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

He leaned on the back of the chair and continued, "His spring breeze just set off the old man's heroic twilight. Watching Lu Xiangdong grow up little by little, the old man gradually forgot that that person is his son. In his eyes, Lu Xiangdong has become an enemy he has to defeat."

Lin Qianqian vaguely guessed what happened next, and couldn't help swallowing the saliva from her mouth, gritted her teeth, and clenched her fists.

Ling Fengtian also seemed to have thought of some bad memories, he took several breaths into his body, and then said, "On Lao Lu's 16th birthday, the old man finally couldn't hold back, and secretly sent someone to shoot Lao Lu. That day, I was right next to him, watching him being shot in the chest and lying at my feet covered in blood..."

After a pause, Ling Fengtian opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently betrayed his inner emotions, "Since then, the assassination around Lao Lu has never stopped. The old man seems to be possessed by a demon, and he hopes that Lao Lu will change." become stronger and stronger, and at the same time fear that he will be too powerful and take his place."

"Lin Qianqian, you may never understand the feeling of being hated by the person you once admired the most." Ling Fengtian curled his lips as if laughing at himself, and chuckled, "Me too. It is said that I am Lao Lu's best friend, but no matter how much I pretend, I can't understand the torture he has suffered. Maybe there was someone who touched Lao Lu's pain, but now, she is no longer there. "

Although Ling Fengtian didn't mention that person's name, Lin Qianqian understood that he was referring to Lin Qianqian.

Lin Qianqian, Lin Qianqian.

Lin Qianqian repeated her name in her throat, repeating it back and forth twice, and for a moment, an incredible guess arose in her heart.

She stroked her face, and asked Ling Fengtian in a strange tone, "In this world, is it possible that there are two people who look exactly the same?"

Ling Fengtian paused, "Twins."

"What if not?" Lin Qianqian held her breath.

She believed that Lu Xiangdong would never fail to remember the face of Lin Qianqian he was talking about, and that day in the hospital, he was sure at a glance that he was her...

Lin Qianqian only felt an unexplained chill emerge from the soles of her feet, slowly wrapping herself up.

Ling Fengtian's sharp eyes were hidden behind the glasses, he quickly sized up Lin Qianqian, and then said solemnly, "Impossible."

Lin Qianqian accidentally bit her lower lip.

"Today, I just wanted to tell you that if Lao Lu did anything wrong, you must forgive him." Ling Fengtian said pointedly.

Lin Qianqian frowned, "You think I'm that person?"

"Yes or no, is it that important?" Ling Fengtian shrugged, raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in the bottle, put the bottle on the table gracefully, stood up, and leaned over to Lin Qian In front of Qian, he said in a hoarse voice, "If you weren't, I would be more happy. After all, it is a relief for him to fall in love with someone again. Being with that person...he is too hard."

Lin Qianqian clenched her teeth and did not speak.

At this time, her mind was already in a mess, and if she was careless, if she said a word wrong, she would be in a desperate situation that would never turn over.

Ling Fengtian mistakenly thought that she had listened to his words, patted her on the shoulder, straightened up, took the coat he had put on the back of the chair, hung it on his arm, and walked out steadily.

Lin Qianqian frowned as she looked at the words "37 degrees" written on the bottle he left behind.

After coming out of the bar, Lin Qianqian didn't go back directly, but wandered aimlessly on the street.

Ling Fengtian's words were buried deep in her heart like a needle.

The sharp pain constantly came from above, making it hard to ignore.

Lin Qianqian never dreamed that Lu Xiangdong would grow up in such a dull and depressing atmosphere.How would he feel when he knew for the first time that his father had sent someone to assassinate him?
Just thinking about the pain of being hurt by someone she loves deeply makes Lin Qian shudder.

If one day, Qu Shaoan treats himself like this...

An unprecedented chill came from all directions, wrapping Lin Qianqian tightly and tightly, leaving no room for breaking free.

She had never felt so tired before.

There were people passing by here and there in the street, Lin Qianqian just sat down on the steps by the side of the road.

Behind him was a shop with its doors closed.

Lin Qianqian.

Wake up, don't do this.You don't even know how long I've been looking for you.

While pretending to be unconscious in the hospital that day, what Lu Xiangdong said suddenly flooded Lin Qianqian's mind.

Such a deep and pleasant voice, no matter when I think of it, it is profound and abnormal.

When Lu Xiangdong talked to her, he always used this tone.

For some reason, Lin Qianqian's eyes felt sore.She leaned back habitually, her head fell on the cold window, turned her head slightly, and saw her slightly confused expression.

The tall floor-to-ceiling windows reflected her facial features very clearly.

Lin Qianqian stared blankly for a long time, then raised her hand and involuntarily stroked her forehead, eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and chin.

She knew better than anyone what the face was hidden under the thick camouflage on her face.

"Is it really impossible that there are two identical people?" Lin Qianqian murmured unconsciously, "Then what am I?"

A sense of powerlessness that she couldn't shake off quietly swept over Lin Qianqian.

She is well aware of her past.

He grew up in an orphanage, was taken away by Qu Shao'an at the age of two, trained as a killer, and officially came out at the age of 14, how many people he killed, I can't remember clearly.The only thing he can remember is how he came to assassinate Lu Xiangdong.Before that, she never knew about Lu Xiangdong's existence.

In her life, the most important person has always been Qu Shaoan.

Lin Qianqian's brows were knotted, and suddenly, she stared at her own reflection in the window and jumped up in panic.

two years old!

Why did she remember that she was taken away by Qu Shaoan when she was two years old?Can the memory of a two-year-old child be so accurate?If there is... Then, why can't I remember anything except the memory of being taken away by Qu Shaoan?
The more Lin Qianqian thought about it, the more something went wrong, and certain things that she had never suspected before surfaced in her head one by one.

She only remembered that she had killed someone, but she didn't remember who she had killed.

He only remembers that he loves Qu Shao'an, but he doesn't remember why she fell in love with him.

She only remembered that she was a killer... But last time when she fell off a cliff and Lu Xiangdong broke her leg, she didn't even know how to fix it or bandage it up.

Did the things she remembered really exist?

Vaguely, Lin Qianqian seemed to have captured some kind of secret that could overturn all her past life. There was a heavy boulder on her chest, which made her almost out of breath.

I don't know when the phone has been touched by myself, and I hold it in the phone. On the screen, Qu Shaoan's familiar number has been pressed.Lin Qianqian's hand rested on the call button in a daze, and moved it away feebly for a long time.

Maybe it's because people always have a natural fear of the unknown. Lin Qianqian always felt that if she made this phone call, her current life would be over.

Closing her eyes tiredly, and slowly opening them again, Lin Qianqian took one last look at her own reflection on the glass, then turned and walked towards the hospital.

The door of the ward was not closed, leaving a gap, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black.Lin Qianqian took a deep breath and forcefully opened the door calmly.

The inside of the ward is not as dark as it looks from the outside, at least the moonlight falling from the window illuminates everything in the room hazyly, and a rough outline can be seen.

There was nothing in the room, not even a basket of flowers and fruits, presumably it was because the news of Lu Xiangdong's injury had not spread.If you just look carefully, you can still feel something wrong with the atmosphere in the room.

The chair that was originally placed next to the ward for people to sit on was thrown to the corner of the ward, and turned crookedly, with all four feet in the air.The remote control panel of the TV was thrown on the floor in the middle of the room, the battery rolled out from the loose back cover, and the TV was playing a boring variety show with the volume turned up to the maximum, making it seem that the ward was noisy.

It's just that this kind of unreal noise makes the real loneliness seem more difficult.

Lin Qianqian felt guilty for no reason.If it wasn't for him, Lu Xiangdong would not have been injured at all if he found the old man, but he ignored him when he was injured.

Breathing became heavy.Lin Qianqian's gaze fell on the man lying quietly on the ward.

He closed his eyes tightly and seemed to be asleep.The tall body heaved up and down evenly and orderly, the thin quilt was only half covered, and an arm stretched out restlessly from under the quilt, pressing on top of the quilt.

Lin Qianqian approached cautiously.

With such a short distance, Lu Xiangdong couldn't hide the tiredness on his face at all.On the lips, a circle of stubble that hadn't been shaved for an unknown period of time formed a circle, occupying that handsome and extraordinary face with open teeth and claws.

There was a bottle of red wine spilled beside the pillow, and the wine stains spread all the way to the bottom of the pillow and disappeared.

Lin Qianqian frowned.The weather in autumn was already very cold, but Lu Xiangdong drank so much that he fell asleep without the quilt covering him properly.Didn't Lu Xiaoxi and Fang Zhen stay to take care of him?

How long has he been like this?

(End of this chapter)