Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 209 Secret
"But I think I should have caused you more trouble than those reporters." He smiled wryly, "That day... I'm sorry, I really didn't think too much, and I didn't worry too much, just thinking about it Tell everyone openly that I love you."

"Si Zhengchen..."

"Actually, when you said you were willing, I really believed that you were willing."

He lowered his head and stared at the buttons on his shirt, which were black and gray, engraved with delicate patterns, gradually lost the light in his eyes, and fell into deep thought, "But when I was full of joy, but you pushed me away hard, I understood that you didn't really want to, and you didn't really agree to my confession, because at that moment, our sorrows and joys were completely different."

It turned out that he knew all about it.

Song Xiaolin looked at him apologetically: "I'm sorry, I took advantage of you."

"For whom? The man?"

Si Zhengchen didn't care about using him or not at all, he only cared about whom she was using him for.

She nodded and admitted, "Yeah."

Unexpectedly, it was not as uncomfortable as imagined, but it felt a sense of relief at last.

After a long while of silence, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled slightly unruly, "It's okay, you don't have to feel sorry for it." After a pause, he leaned closer, grabbed her shoulders, and whispered, " It’s just that the matter between the two of us should be kept secret first, otherwise I just confessed my love to you so ostentatiously, and I was broken up again. It’s so embarrassing. I don’t know how exaggerated and extravagant the press releases outside will be. "

She couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'll show you face."

"In a few days, when this storm passes, I will take care of everything, you don't have to worry."

"Ah."

Suddenly, Si Zhengchen looked at the rose on the window sill, "When are you still growing flowers?"

But hearing these words, Song Xiaolin felt as if she had been stabbed by a sharp thorn. She reacted strongly and pulled down the curtains. Without the sunlight coming in, the huge room seemed rather dark, "Sent by fans, When I’m idle and bored, I keep it for fun.”

But this strong reaction is not as simple as a simple fan sending flowers.

But... since she didn't want to mention it, then he wouldn't be bored enough to talk about things she didn't like.

He stretched wearily, "It's hard to come here once, how do you plan to entertain me?"

"Hmm...Ji Yu sent me a few discs a few days ago, why don't you watch the movie together?"

"Okay."

"You go to the projection room first, and I'll get the disc in the room."

"it is good."

Si Zhengchen's figure slowly disappeared around the corner, and Song Xiaolin heaved a sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at the window sill. Against the backdrop of the tulle curtain, the rose was only a faint gray shadow, but clusters of blooming flowers could be vaguely seen. The cluster swayed in the wind.

There, buried her secret.

It's called - Never Forget.

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Two weeks later.

After the film festival ended, it was already dusk.

Song Xiaolin didn't choose to go back to the hotel, but walked aimlessly on the street alone.

She was hidden among people coming and going, extremely lonely.

In several restaurants along the street, smoke from cooking sticks out from the door, and a fragrant smell hits the nostrils straight.

The hospitable shop assistants were soliciting customers: "We have the best ramen in the entire North City!"

"Hot pot, hot pot, Beicheng people prefer hot pot!"

"..."

It was almost time for meal, but she didn't feel hungry at all.

She thought she was probably the loneliest person on the street.

The moon does not belong to her, nor does the star belong to her...

She seems to have nothing.

Originally, she naively thought that after taking revenge on Lu Jingyan, she would feel extremely happy.

But in fact, instead of feeling happy, she always had a lingering sadness in her heart.

Like a kite whose string is suddenly broken, it loses its direction.

"The new store opens, and you can read a lot of books for free..."

In the ear, there was a soft female voice.

Song Xiaolin subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a bookstore decorated in an ancient style.

Outside, several tables were set up, and books were neatly stacked on the tables.

The bustling crowd flipped through the books, reading with gusto.

Reading can cultivate sentiment.

She also loves literature herself.

In addition, the mood is just depressed...

Then, she walked slowly towards the bookstore.

But in the next second, at a distance of only three meters from the bookstore, a silver-gray car suddenly arrived at the door of the bookstore. It was filled with all kinds of sounds, such as the roar of motors, strong impact, and the panic and screams of the crowd scattered... all blended into a terrifying tune.

A few seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, Song Xiaolin couldn't believe what he saw.

The door of the bookstore had already been knocked out of shape, and the glass was shattered all over the floor.

The wind brought up by the strong air current blew the fragments of book pages outside the store like snowflakes flying all over the sky. The mess on the ground, mixed with shocking blood, completely confused her vision.

Like gunpowder smoke.

But just a few seconds ago, there was still a thriving world of fireworks everywhere.

"..."

Noisy discussion, replace it.

But just when everyone gasped, thinking that the car would not start again.

It just... started without warning.

The motor roared one after another, in the silent twilight like the merciless mockery of a demon from hell.

When the dazzling light shone directly into Song Xiaolin's pupils again, she realized that the car was about to rush towards her direction.

Run away! ! !
This is the first thought.

It's a pity that she, who had just witnessed a tragedy at that time, was obviously frightened and stupid, and the soles of her feet were even weaker.

Time became extremely precious at this moment, every minute and every second was passing away from the hands of death, and the distance between her and the car was only three meters, so there was no time to escape at that moment.

Will she die?

At the very moment, a black Maybach suddenly stopped in front of Song Xiaolin at an astonishingly fast speed, successfully blocking the car's attack.

Just hearing the deafening crash, the huge impact shook the entire road.

Her ears rang for a moment, and her heart beat faster.

Life... saved.

Waiting for the noisy human voice to ring in my ears again.

She finally woke up from her fear, and her eyes reflected the busy shadows of the crowd surrounding the vehicles.

And she also saw the Maybach logo.

Although she doesn't see this car very often, there is always a heavy haze in her heart.

Besides Lu Jingyan, who else could work so hard for her?

But she'd rather not be him.

Heart beating wildly.

Song Xiaolin's legs were stiff, but he couldn't believe it and ran slowly into the crowd cautiously.

After seeing the man in the driver's seat, he saw bloodstains slowly sliding down his slender neck from his angular mandible, staining the collar of his white shirt, and seeing the burning sunset glow in the sky , looked startling.

She suddenly felt very painful.

After all, he collapsed, tears welled up in his eyes, and wept unscrupulously: "Help, save him quickly..."

(End of this chapter)