Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 138 I Want To See You
The fireworks in the sky were fleeting, and when the deafening sound of firecrackers stopped abruptly, a sound of glass breaking occupied the silent hall for a moment.

Song Xiaolin couldn't help trembling all over, the red wine glass she was holding tightly fell from her hand at this moment, and the bright red liquid stained the ground, like a strange and poignant art painting, she mouthed Panting, the feeling of colic in her heart made her feel like a fish that was suddenly robbed of her breath and was about to die on the beach. She wanted to lean on the glass table to support her precarious body, but maybe it was an unsteady person. , the small table couldn't bear the sudden gravity, so it slammed into the ground, the glass split into pieces in an instant, and intertwined with the red of the ground, it was extraordinarily coquettish and shocking, just like she shattered. of a whole heart.

She seemed to have lost all her strength, and slowly fell to the ground as the glass scattered.

The palm of the hand was pierced by glass shards, and blood beads immediately scrambled to ooze out.

Her hair was slightly messy, and even her white dress was stained with red wine.

Desperately.

In an instant, everyone's eyes slowly cast towards her from the passing fireworks outside the window.

The sound was harsh enough that even Jiang Meiyi, who was drunk, was frightened.

When she saw the blood bubbling out of her hand, Jiang Meiyi was completely awake, and hurriedly squatted down, her tone was very urgent: "Little... Xiaolin, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

But actually,
For Song Xiaolin, the pain of being scratched on his hand is nothing compared to the pain of a knife piercing his heart.

Insignificant like a grain of rice falling into the snow.

The crowd gradually gathered and then slowly dispersed. She quietly picked up a small fragment on the ground where no one could see, and clenched her hands tightly into fists.

Later, Jiang Meiyi helped her to the infirmary.

But on the way, she suddenly broke free from Jiang Meiyi's hand: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Little Purlin!" Jiang Meiyi caught up with her, "You should go to the infirmary to bandage the wound first, what if you get infected?"

Under the weak light, Song Xiaolin's face was so pale that there was almost no trace of blood. The whole person seemed to have suddenly lost his original soul, leaving only a body, which was so muddled. It turned out to be a mountain field full of flowers. But it was so desolate overnight that not a single blade of grass grew.

With her like this, Jiang Meiyi couldn't feel relieved at all, and she blamed herself: "Little Purlin, I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with you, but I think it might have something to do with tonight, if I had known earlier, I shouldn't have forced you I'm waiting for you to come to this broken fraternity."

Looking at Jiang Meiyi's guilt-ridden appearance, Song Xiaolin finally shook his head slightly, with the corners of his lips raised reluctantly, revealing a very faint smile. The evening wind blew through her hair wantonly, bringing endless Sad and desolate, "No, I still want to thank you, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to remember this at all."

But this is not something to be happy about.

There was even a moment when she wished she would never remember.

But she's also really fed up with being kept in the dark like a fool.

Therefore, she would rather choose to remember.

After bidding farewell to Jiang Meiyi, she returned to Lu's house.

The villa was still brightly lit, but without Lu Jingyan, no matter how bright it was, it would be deserted.

She leaned against the door, her nose was blown red by the wind, sniffed, and dialed his phone.

"Beep—beep—" After two beeps, the phone was picked up.

There was a few whistling winds from over there, and he said in a low voice, "Child, I'm outside." Perhaps it was because the weather was getting colder, and his voice unconsciously became a little colder.

But the word child is Song Xiaolin's urging agent.

Originally, when she decided to make this phone call, she couldn't calm down anymore. Without the slightest hesitation, she blurted out, but she was extremely serious: "Lu Jingyan, I want to see you."

Like a ray of hot air drilled into his ears.

Hearing this, he frowned slightly patiently and restrainedly, "I'll go to Nantah University to find you tomorrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, she sneered lightly: "Lu Jingyan, no matter what, I must see you tonight. I can't wait for tomorrow. I'm at home now. I'll wait for you for ten hours. If you don't Come on, after tomorrow, you won't come to Nantah to find me." Each word was extremely strong, and she was so determined that there was no way back, but under the strength was her fragility that she wanted to hide, a heart that died repeatedly, and then died again and again. Can't stand the tortured heart.

Lu Jingyan actually felt that at this moment, he felt like saying goodbye to his child.

However, this feeling caused him an unexpected burst of heartache, a faint uneasiness in his heart, and even some unspeakable fear, "Child, you..."

"beep--"

In the next second, she hung up the phone mercilessly, leaving only a busy tone.

……

Whether Lu Jingyan will come or not, Song Xiaolin actually has no idea.

But she thought, he will come.

Ten hours, from dark to dawn, is enough.

She didn't enter the house, but leaned against a door, and her ears were filled with the whistling evening wind.

It's a little cold, but it's not as cold as my heart.

She looked up at the sky, and the huge, black ink-splashed night was dotted with dimly shining stars, and at this moment, a small star was hiding beside the moon.

Like the distance between her and him.

Very close, but separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

He is the moon, but also the sun.

Through everything in the universe, she can only see him who is always shining brightly. For him, she is willing to go through all the cracks of time and always follow his footsteps. Never die, what about him?Could he see her faintly glowing in the corner through the entire Milky Way, through the momentary scene?

It's hard.

It must be difficult.

Although people are greedy, she never dared to expect all this.

She didn't even dare to hope.

How humble she is in love.

The longer the wait, the darker the sky, the louder the wind, and the deeper the chill.

On the way, Mrs. Wu came out to persuade her to come in and wait, but once she got angry, she became as stubborn as a cold stone, and ten cows couldn't pull it back.

Aunt Wu was helpless, and guessed in her heart that she might have lost her temper with the young master, and this time, it was probably going to be a big one.

Although the temperature at the end of September was not low, it was still very cold in the middle of the night, especially since she was still wearing a thin skirt. If the cold wind continued like this, she might catch a cold tomorrow.

But Song Xiaolin refused to listen.

She was so stubborn that her eyes were red and red from the wind, because she was too dry, and she was obviously sleepy, so she didn't want to go into the house to sleep, and she didn't want to wear an extra coat.

She is going to wait for him here.

Even if you are cold to death, you have to wait.

Later, I don't know how long it took, her mind was in a mess.

When she was in a daze, she thought, he probably won't come back.

But suddenly, the sound of a car gradually approaching.

(End of this chapter)