Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 103 I miss you so much
He thought, his mother has suffered for most of her life, but even the tomb where she is buried after death has to be dug, and even after death, there is no peace. No, no one can hurt his mother, and no one can prevent his mother from reincarnating in the next life. Such a good man, how could he bear to watch his mother lose her final home.

Anyway, although he was alive, he was no different from a dead person.

Mother, took away all his hope of life.

He didn't want to live.

He wanted to leave this devastated world with his mother.

Fortunately, there is a chance to indulge everything.

"Okay, I promise you." He said every word decisively, and there was no way to turn back, his eyes were bloodshot red, which was even more chilling than death, "But if you dare to break your promise, I will be considered dead. I will never let you go."

Wang Chengrun immediately smiled flatteringly: "Don't worry, honesty is the most important thing among villains."

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The above is the whole truth.

Memories here, it's over.

Duan Yicheng lowered his eyes, his face was thin, his face was sunken, and his dark circles were so heavy that he looked like he had taken drugs. The rebellious boy who used to be had died with his mother in this cold and long winter. All that was left was a mutilated body, like a walking corpse, degrading step by step.

Song Xiaolin loves him dearly, but also mourns him, but she actually understands all his emotions, how rational can you ask him to be from a person who is desperate, what is invincible, what is invulnerable to all poisons, everything is heavenly. It's just a night tale.

She sighed and was speechless for a moment.

Coincidentally, the little police officer outside the door blew his whistle.

Here comes the precious 10 minutes.

In the end, she only hurriedly told him that no matter what, he must admit his innocence.

He is innocent.

She would spend the remaining weeks rescuing him.

*
In the car, the heater was turned on to dispel the chill.

The car started slowly and was on the way.

Chen Butler glanced at her through the rearview mirror from time to time, apparently hesitant to speak.

Unintentionally, Song Xiaolin caught his gaze and felt strange. While looking at the scenery outside the window, he pretended to ask tentatively, "Uncle Chen, do you have something to say to me?"

"Yeah." He coughed, "Little Purlin..."

"what's wrong?"

Chen Butler opened and closed his mouth, but he didn't say a word. Finally, he sighed softly, "You are in the third year of high school, so you must be very nervous about your studies."

She nodded, "The third year of high school is quite nervous, but fortunately, I am sure to be admitted to Nantah University."

"It's good if you're sure, but you still need to put more effort into your studies." He turned the steering wheel and said suddenly, "By the way, the young master has been very busy these days, but he should be back next week. .”

"Really?"

Suddenly, her eyes brightened, she was overjoyed, and joy filled her heart.

Come to think of it, she hadn't seen Lu Jingyan for some time.

Counting carefully with her fingers, it has been two weeks. Although it is only fourteen days, not a long time, but to her, it is like three autumns, and she misses it very much.

Steward Chen nodded, and said earnestly, "Yes, you also know that Eldest Young Master doesn't like others to hide things from him, especially you, so you can do it yourself."

Chen Butler's words clearly meant something, but that was all he could say.

Most likely, she will understand.

But at this moment, Song Xiaolin, her heart was already filled with dense and eager thoughts, so there was no extra space to think about this sentence, and she just casually said: "Well, I see."

Originally, the snow stopped and started to fall again.

It's not snowing much this time.

Xu is the last snow in Beicheng.

She lay on the side of the car window, watching the glass stained with snowflakes and a little mist, when the tip of her nose approached, she felt a faint chill, looking at the snow scene along the way, following the driving The vehicles are far and near, hazy, as if they are within reach, but they are far away. In fact, in the season of March, the snow has not accumulated so thickly, and the thin layer has even begun to melt. It's not so cold anymore, and even the snow-falling branches are quietly sprouting green buds. Spring seems to be coming.

These days, she has been busy with Duan Yicheng's affairs all day long, thus ignoring the thoughts in her heart, but at this moment, all the thoughts are because he is coming back, and all of them come out at once. She just wants to see him soon Lu Jingyan.

That kind of ecstatic expectation was like sinking a ship in a huge wave and seeing a lighthouse in a sea of ​​fishermen's mist. She wanted to break through the barriers of time and distance and rush to him without hesitation.

Lu Jingyan, I miss you so much,

But this miss of you is not just a miss that I miss very much, but also includes that I like you so much.

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down for a few days.

Song Xiaolin had to admit that what Wang Chengrun yelled at her was correct.

Two years ago, he knocked someone into a vegetative state for driving a motorcycle illegally, and then beat a boy with several others, causing him to break his leg and lie in the hospital for half a year.

All the bad deeds, I can't tell clearly with a single mouth.

But it was outrageous, he was still living a prosperous life.

A person who did all kinds of crimes, but was not punished in the slightest.

Facts have proved that the father of the village head of his family is indeed a big background.

What's more, she really can't do anything to him because she has no evidence and is weak.

Now, how is she going to rescue Duan Yicheng from prison innocently?

It's like one head and two big ones.

……

Back from school, the twilight is thick.

Song Xiaolin saw a familiar black Maybach parked outside the villa, and thought that Lu Jingyan must have returned.

As soon as she thought of him coming back, she unconsciously quickened her pace, almost sprinting into the house at a speed of [-] meters. Sure enough, she saw the most familiar figure on the sofa in the living room. The strands of hair are extraordinarily delicate, so even if it's just a strand of hair, you can recognize him, as if every stroke has been deeply penetrated into the bone and blended into the blood, and you will never forget it in this life.

"Lu Jingyan—"

At that time, she was so full of joy that she ignored the cold low pressure around him.

After getting no response for a long time, Song Xiaolin thought he didn't hear, and called again: "Lu Jingyan."

However, it wasn't until she got closer that she finally realized something was wrong. Her fiery heat and his coldness were obviously incompatible like a volcano meeting a glacier.

Inexplicably, she suddenly felt a little guilty, even afraid of his silence.

Because of his silence, it mostly meant that she was in trouble again.

It also means that his mood is not clear.

as predicted.

Lu Jingyan lowered his head, his side face was curved and handsome, and the evening twilight shining in from the window showed a softness, but it also revealed a sharp and sharp sternness...

(End of this chapter)