Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

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Get on the train!
That was the first and only thought.

But sometimes, fate seems to be playing a big joke with you.

The moment Song Xiaolin was about to retract her feet, the man holding the umbrella slowly looked in her direction, except for the heavy rain that was falling gently, and the heavy night, when the four eyes met, the surroundings were suddenly quiet Terrible.

At this moment, she finally saw the general appearance of the man.

To be honest, it was a bit of a shock.

A few meters away, the face under the umbrella was plunged into the darkness with sharp edges and corners, his brows seemed to be condensed with frost in the cold night, and there was a chill all over his body, which was worse than the torrential rain. And it's chilling down the spine.

It's him!

It's that man.

The man who bowed his head and kissed passionately in the stairwell.

The man with eyebrows and eyes like Si Zhengchen.

He killed.

With just one glance, it is so sinister that it frightens people.

Like a poisonous snake with its tongue sticking out.

The next second, the man suddenly lifted up the pair of well-polished leather shoes, and walked towards her, and those people followed behind him, and slender figures slowly approached, like a net covering the sky and covering the sky The sky is shrouded, with high beams, green eyes, like hungry sand wolves in the desert, and thousands of horses and thousands of troops are no more than that.

In addition to suffocation, or suffocation.

Run!

Song Xiaolin only had these two words in his blank mind.

But stepping on the wet soil under his feet, it was difficult to move.

"Sister Song..." Behind him was Ji Yu's trembling voice, which was extremely frightened.

The car's tires were still deeply sunken.

So even if you escape into the car, it is actually useless.

Because they have guns.

The windshield simply couldn't take a few shots.

Simply, she didn't run away, and just froze in the original place, always maintaining the original posture.

Only the hand holding the umbrella handle slowly tightened.

At that time, she only felt that the night in front of her was like a desperate situation at the bottom of the valley, the color of ink was thick, and what was more frightening than this boundless darkness was the situation of isolation and helplessness.

When the white rabbit meets the gray wolf, it will eventually be eaten up.

Soon, through the black rain, the man's toes were in front of her.

The distance between umbrellas is no more than half a meter.

It was also at that time that Song Xiaolin finally saw this man clearly.

He really looks a lot like Si Zhengchen.

If you want to say the most similar place, it must be the eyebrows, but the least similar place is precisely the eyebrows.

Their eye shapes are almost exactly the same, both are deep peach blossom eyes.

But Si Zhengchen's eyes seemed to be full of stars and sunshine, and they were always so gentle, but this man's eyes were full of murderous intent, frivolous, cynical, and full of battle-tested blood. The smell of fishy wind.

Did he come to silence it?

Because she witnessed the murder.

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface very heavily, like a meteorite crater, and even in that not very noisy environment, the sound of her heart beating made her eardrum hurt.

Suddenly, the man raised his hand casually.

At the closest moment to death, Song Xiaolin closed his eyes in despair.

But after waiting for a long time, the expected gunshots never came from his ears.

Her senses are more sensitive when her eyes are closed, and she faintly feels someone passing by, and the car behind her seems to be making a muffled sound.

After a while, she opened her eyes slowly and cautiously, and the man's contemptuous mouth came into view.

She turned her head slightly, and saw those people working together to lift the tires of the car out of the pit...

Could it be that this man has taken a fancy to that car?

Planning to rescue the car from the pit, and then kill people to silence it?
However, his high-end brand and his arrogant eyes are not enough to covet a car.

She's a little messy.

It was impossible to guess what was going on in this man's mind.

Song Xiaolin didn't dare to move, so he could only stand where he was, biting his lower lip tightly.

He has a gun in his hand.

I'm afraid that as long as she shoots, her head will explode.

In the face of life and death, you can't be willful.

Finally, with the joint efforts of those people, the car tire was finally successfully lifted out of the pit.

Unexpectedly, the man did not have the idea of ​​killing people.

Holding an umbrella, he turned around and left just like that.

Those few people followed closely behind.

His feet were suddenly extremely stiff, even aching. The moment their figures disappeared, Song Xiaolin knelt on the ground with weak legs, letting the mud stain his white skirt wantonly, and letting the rain soak his long hair .

Frightened, her face was still pale and bloodless, and she was panting heavily.

The driver was old, and he was the first to react. He hurriedly pulled her and Ji Yu, who was also weak-legged, into the car, started the engine, and drove away.

For several days after that, she had constant nightmares.

Always dreamed of this day, that stormy night, when a murder took place.

But she did not call the police.

After discussion, the three of them unanimously decided not to bring up the matter again.

And there was nothing in the news.

After a heavy rain, the blood was washed away, as if that night was really just a dream.

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After filming, it is rare to have a few days free.

Song Xiaolin drew a small circle on the desk calendar.

Counting it, it has been two months since Lu Jingyan left Beicheng.

She didn't know why, even though five years had passed, why this mere two months felt so long.

In order not to allow herself any more time to think wildly, she accepted an advertisement.

After shooting, it was twilight.

Perhaps the afterglow is intoxicating, and she indulges in it, enjoying the solitude.

So Ji Yu was asked to go back first, and instead of asking the driver to pick him up, he took a taxi instead.

But after getting in the car, she was stunned, not knowing where she was going.

But subconsciously, she didn't want to go back to that empty apartment.

"Little girl, where are you going?" the master urged again.

Song Xiaolin hurriedly blurted out: "Beiwan District."

But when the words came out, she was shocked.

how come?
How could she have such an idea.

Beiwan District is where the Lu family is located.

Thinking back, she had been away from that place for five full years.

I don't know if there will be any changes there?

She defaulted to the driver's way to the North Bay area.

The plants and trees that pass by along the way are all memories.

The road that she has been walking for more than ten years is still so bustling, and the people coming and going can still see the appearance of the past. The bushes on both sides are lush and green, and the sunset glows down the street through the gaps in the branches and leaves at dusk.

Walk with the light.

The car stopped at the intersection, as requested by Song Xiaolin.

Stepping on her high heels, she returned to five years ago, like walking into a tunnel of time.

To be honest, she didn't want to go back to Lu's house.

But before I knew it, I stepped on the extremely familiar road again by mistake.

There was a surge of excitement in my heart, which could not be calmed down.

Like a raging flame, the closer it is, the hotter it will be.

(End of this chapter)