Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 221 Is He Here?
Beside his ears, there was the sound of Si Zhengting's breathing one after another.

His eyes were closed tightly, and the corners of his lips were raised slightly, as if he had a sweet dream. It was rare for him to sleep so peacefully, probably because he was dreaming of his mother.

In the dream, there are colorful blooming flowers, blue sky and white clouds, birds flapping their wings, searching butterflies, endless fields... and people who miss each other.

There is no pain there, it is the world of ultimate bliss.

But once he woke up from the dream and returned to this desolate real life, everything was broken again.

So in the next life, just be a gust of wind, without restraint.

Suddenly, for a moment, Su Lingling understood Si Zhengting.

Understand his paranoia, understand his pathology.

Under that extremely distorted personality, but carefully buried her yearning for her mother day and night.

How much he loves his mother is why he wears the amulet embroidered by his mother year after year. It is one of the few relics of his mother, where his mother's deepest love has been kept, so he hides it In the place closest to the heart, let the breath of his mother infiltrate into his breath, as warm as being hugged by his mother when he was a child. He did not forget to protect the amulet subconsciously even after he was drunk, but he thought that he was dreaming. When he saw his mother, he let go of all his defenses.

Su Lingling tried to put herself into his role.

But inexplicably suffocated, and felt like going crazy.

Not only did his father not love his mother, but he also married the woman who killed his mother within a few months after his mother died, and gave birth to a younger brother.

The enemy is close at hand.

He lost his mother's love.

But I still want to watch their family happy and harmonious, while the mother commits suicide with depression, leaving only one ashes in the world, coming and going in the brightly lit room, every corner is carved with traces of time, except for the person in the dream .

He even had to watch Si Zhengchen take away everything that should belong to him.

But Si Zhengchen often flaunts that he has the best brother in the world. Thinking about it, Si Zhengting really loves this half-brother.

He may still have a little kindness in his heart.

He is not such a heinous bad guy.

But Su Lingling could sympathize with him and understand him, but she couldn't forgive him alone.

Why should she alone bear the crimes and mistakes committed by adults?

Obviously they were the ones who made mistakes, but they lived better than anyone else.

This is not fair.

This is not fair!
And Si Zhengting shouldn't use his tragic experience as a reason to lock her up with shackles.

Why did he want her to endure these tortures?
He is a victim.

She's a victim too, isn't she?

As he himself said, he also changed from a victim to another perpetrator. Even if he finally realized his mistake and tried to save everything, what's the use?
Is it useful to water a rose that has withered for a long time?

Can the rose be resurrected?
But even if it is really resurrected, can it cover up the fact that it once died?

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After a long time, after calming down, Su Lingling gently wiped away the wetness remaining in the corner of her eyes with her fingertips.

She folded the paper back into the square along the crease.

He picked up the needle and thread he had just threaded, adjusted the light, and began to stitch slowly the part where the amulet was cut off, stitch by stitch.

In a few minutes, the amulet is sewn together.

She put the note back.

Unknowingly, she put the amulet back around his neck and tucked it into his collar, as if nothing had happened. After finishing these things, she took out a quilt from the cabinet and covered it with Si Zhengting. body.

Then turn off the lights and go back to the room.

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It was almost noon when Si Zhengting woke up from the sofa.

In the eyes, it is a white ceiling.

There was a dull pain in his temple, he raised his hand to rub it, but when he was about to get up, the quilt slipped off his body first.

Quilt with a cartoon cat print.

Cartoon cat? ...

In the next second, he suddenly looked around and realized that this was Su Lingling's apartment.

He stroked his forehead, trying to recall what happened after he got drunk last night.

But my mind went blank and I couldn't think of anything.

damn...

Why did he come to her instead of thinking about going home when he was drunk?
Regarding this question, Si Zhengting thought about it seriously, but he still couldn't come up with a result.

In the end, he simply gave up.

By the way, where is Su Lingling?

There was no movement in the house, did she get up?Still out?

But there was a faint smell of food in the air, did it come from upstairs?

Just as he was thinking, the door of the room opened suddenly.

Su Lingling was wearing a long dress, a pair of white high-heeled shoes on her feet, a designer bag on her left hand, curly black hair scattered behind her shoulders, a pair of big earrings, and delicate makeup, as if she was about to go out for a long time .

From afar, I could smell a strong perfume.

Not pungent.

She looked up at him without stopping, and asked lightly, "Are you awake?"

Si Zhengting locked her charming figure firmly in his eyes, and hummed.

"There is food in the kitchen." She pointed to the kitchen first, and then to the door, "I have to leave first, so get out after you finish eating."

Although the words didn't sound pleasant, the tone was much gentler than before.

He was stunned for a moment, and when he regained his composure, she had already got off the elevator and was long gone.

what did she say?Are there meals in the kitchen?Does she cook herself?Was it cooked for him?Was she afraid that he would be hungry when he woke up?Is she worried about him?
and……

Si Zhengting looked down at the quilt with cartoon cats printed on it.

He was so drunk last night, it would be nice if she was willing to keep him at home, and she could cover him with a quilt?

This is simply incredible.

I always feel... Her hostility towards him seems to be really not as great as before.

Could it be... She fell in love with him?

After this idea slowly emerged in my mind.

Inexplicably, he sat on the sofa alone and giggled uncontrollably.

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The sky was blue.

Occasionally, birds chirped from the branches of the banyan tree.

The roads on both sides are wide, a few cars drove by in twos and threes, and walked straight down. At the end of the vines, there is a gorgeous manor. There are several villas built in the manor. The view is bright, but it looks clean, indeed. It is a good place to recuperate.

Song Xiaolin once again clicked into the shared location sent by Butler Chen.

Sure it's right here.

She dragged the suitcase and walked towards the iron gate, while poking inside.

It happened that a sharp-eyed maid saw her and asked, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

"That... I'm looking for Young Master Lu."

"Master Lu?"

She nodded, "Yes, is Lu Jingyan here?"

(End of this chapter)