Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 30 You are not allowed to have a girlfriend

Finally, in the latest comments of a post, it seems that a big thing has been discovered.

A: Zhang Xiaonian, the goddess of physics, committed suicide by cutting her wrist and was saved.

B: True or false?Why?
Onlookers:! ! ! ! ? ? ? ?
A: I heard that she confessed to the male god Lu Da, whom she had loved for a long time, but she was ruthlessly rejected. She was so sad that she cut her wrists.

C: Oh my god, really?Don't spread rumors.

A: I didn't spread rumors. My boyfriend is Zhang Xiaonian's classmate. This matter has been widely spread in the courtyard.

D: I can testify that I am Zhang's classmate, but she actually committed suicide by cutting her wrists to force the male god to be with her.

Onlookers: Damn it! ! ! ! ! ! ? ? ? ? ?

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Zhang Xiaonian committed suicide by cutting his wrist?

Song Xiaolin was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Although the two had only met once, in her impression, Zhang Xiaonian was a high-ranking goddess and a person who lived on the altar of clouds. How could it be related to suicide?
But if all this is true, then...

Actually, Lu Jingyan was dealing with this matter that day?

So, she wronged him?
In a trance, she recalled the painful and distressed look on his face when he wanted to explain but was interrupted by her.

Suddenly, she was filled with grief and joy, but she also regretted it endlessly. She shouldn't have ignored his explanation and insisted on going her own way, which not only hurt herself, but also hurt him.

Song Xiaolin got out of bed without even wearing slippers, and the floor was even colder in the rainy day. She was worried about waking Lu Jingyan, so she walked over to him carefully.

Under the dim light, Lu Jingyan was very quiet. His long eyelashes cast a faint shadow. Although he seemed to be in a deep sleep, the tiredness between his brows and eyes was still there. His collar was slightly raised, covering most of him. His face was frowning impatiently, only his closed eyes and a large straight nose were exposed, at the junction of light and dark, one light and one dark, clear and cold, like a god, and like a god carefully crafted , The most perfect work of art.

Unfortunately, he never belonged to anyone.

She was slightly engrossed, as if she had fallen into an unreal dream.

"Lu Jingyan, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

Song Xiaolin whispered, as if talking in a dream, her thin white fingers carefully stretched out towards him, and finally stopped at his brow bone, the warm light flowed down her fingertips, outlining the handsome outline of the man.

Suddenly, a huge thunder rang out, lightning flashed across, and the whole sky was a deep blue-purple.

In the next second, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she fell into his arms without warning, and a faint pleasant smell from the shirt lingered in her nostrils, dispelling all fear , even, she felt that the surroundings were quiet, so quiet that she could hear the heart in her chest beating vigorously, enough to shake her whole world.

"Don't be afraid." In his ear, he whispered hoarsely, with a deep indulgence in the end.

The warm breath passing by was numb and itchy, like a raging wildfire.

Wherever he went, there were frightening insects everywhere.

Suddenly, Song Xiaolin's ears were numb, she swallowed her saliva, and got up quickly. She was glad that it was not daytime, and her familiar face could not be seen clearly in the dim light: "I...did I wake you up?" No , the problem now is not this, but this point where she should lie on the bed, why is she squatting here and being hugged by him?
God, Song Xiaolin, what are you doing?

She was annoyed, and when she was thinking about how to explain everything perfectly, Lu Jingyan suddenly asked, "Child, do you still want to listen to my explanation?" She murmured lazily, mixed with the sound of rain outside the window.

"Ah?" She was puzzled, and looked up at him in a daze, but she never thought that his cold eyes and tired look almost made her lose her mind.

What is he trying to explain?
But no matter what, the misunderstanding between them must be solved, so she nodded.

It seemed that she was no longer as angry as she was during the day, he seemed to be relieved, smiled, but didn't seem to be smiling, his voice was as mellow as fine wine, and in the quiet night, it was even deeper, "That day, I was I wanted to pick you up, but it happened that a female classmate in our school committed suicide by cutting her wrist for me. I felt guilty and worried that something might happen to her again, so I agreed to her friend’s request. Please, accompany her to the coffee shop for a heart-to-heart talk."

He paused, his eyes darkened, "But, if I knew at that time that you wanted me to pick you up at school because you were wronged, then I would have chosen you without hesitation."

His every word, firm and affectionate, was firmly imprinted in Song Xiaolin's heart.

These words were too foul for her to remain unmoved.

She opened her mouth slightly, and just about to say something, she suddenly bumped into his dark and bottomless eyes, instantly forgot what she was supposed to say, and fell into this gentle expression in a daze. In the dark, I can't think at all.

"Child, I know you are afraid of the dark and thunder, and you don't like to stay in the hospital alone. I checked the weather forecast. There will be heavy rain tonight, so I came here overnight, but when I came, you Already asleep."

Lu Jingyan's voice was very soft, like the gentle sea breeze in summer, and the drizzle in spring, but it was like throwing a big stone in her heart, causing all kinds of waves, and she could no longer calm down.

"Lu Jingyan, I want to ask you a question."

"Ah."

"Zhang Xiaonian, she...isn't your girlfriend?"

Maybe he felt a little tired, closed his eyes and meditated, and didn't care why she asked such a question, he just replied slowly, "Well, I don't have a girlfriend."

In an instant, Song Xiaopurn's hanging heart finally settled down, and he was at ease.

In fact, she already knew the answer, but she just wanted to hear his own confession.

This time, she was really happy from the bottom of her heart. The sad things in school had long been forgotten. For her, nothing was more important than Lu Jingyan.

She tried her best to be reserved, but finally couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly.

Hearing the laughter, he slightly raised his eyelids, "Child, what are you laughing at?"

What is there that deserves her to be so happy?
But she didn't answer his words, but asked him seriously: "Lu Jingyan, do you still remember the three birthday wishes you promised me?"

He opened his eyes, his eyes stayed on her for only a second, and he closed them again while leaning against the sofa, "Well, I remember."

"Now, I have already thought about my first wish."

"Well, tell me, I'm listening."

Song Xiaolin bit his lower lip lightly, glued his fingers together, as if he had made a great determination in his heart, and finally said it in one breath: "My first wish, Lu Jingyan, I want you to promise me that it will be on my 20th birthday. Before, you were not allowed to have a girlfriend."

(End of this chapter)