Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 86 But I Don't Want You To Be Sad
"I nodded because I was looking for Lu Xiwen, and it was indeed because of this matter, and I shook my head because I was not just for Duan Yicheng."

She recalled the scenes in her mind, from Alan's well-intentioned love to Duan Yicheng's rebellious love, and from the dilapidated life of the Duan family to the life of Lu Xiwen's nightly singing and dancing, it was really too bitter, all of this was too uncomfortable. Fair enough.

"I have met Duan Yicheng's mother. Although she is illiterate and not elegant, and even lives in a messy place, I am moved by the clearest and cleanest love." Song Xiaolin suddenly felt a little sad, and probably recalled The most painful memory in my heart, "Lu Jingyan, you know, my parents passed away in a car accident, and Duan Yicheng's mother also lost her legs in a car accident. I felt a long-lost, long-awaited maternal love in her. , so you understand? My feeling, I am not too sympathetic, I just... miss my mother, I just feel sad. "

She lowered her head, letting the tears blur her vision, and it fell drop by drop on the back of her hand, which was wet and cold, but the next moment, there was a sudden warmth. Lu Jingyan gently held her hand and wiped it away. Tears, feeling her slightly protruding joints, the sound was like the bell in an ancient building, slowly and continuously entering her heart, "Child, I know you are sad, but I don't want you to be sad, you Always remember that you are never alone, you have me, and you have a family."

She has him.

And a home.

"Lu Jingyan..." I wanted to cry again.

His unexpected gentleness always hit the softest part of her heart suddenly, like a sea tide submerging, like a city being destroyed, like a mountain and river collapsing, sinking step by step, unable to escape.

He is so nice, how can she not love him?
She can't do it.

After a long while, Song Xiaolin slowly calmed down. She sucked her nose hard and suppressed the soreness in her eyes. There was only warmth in her heart, but her voice was still full of tears: "I know you The ability is limited, so we can't do much, but the car accident is an innocent disaster, and the person who caused all these original sins does not ask for repentance day and night, but he must never forget this matter. Because in one car accident after another, someone will always Losing their lives, some people lose their health and integrity forever. A family can be shattered by a car accident, and a person can also fall into the bottom of the valley because of a car accident. But if there is no car accident, what a perfect life they should have been, but they are all ruined. , Therefore, the perpetrator is a sinful existence, even if it is an unintentional mistake, he is not eligible for happiness, if such a person can obtain happiness, then what is it to the person whose life has been ruined?"

"What's more, Lu Xiwen was drunk driving! Didn't he know that drinking and driving would lead to accidents? But he wanted to drive, and he obviously did it on purpose! Afterwards, not only did he never visit Duan Yicheng's mother in the hospital, he didn't even say yes Some of them were not sorry, and he even blamed the victim for the mistakes he caused. Not only was a wolf-hearted sinner like him not punished, but he was able to live a prosperous life. What is the reason for this? I can't bear it. "

Lu Jingyan quietly listened to the anger that came from her sentence after sentence, and his eyes gradually darkened. He knew that his child had always hated the car accident deeply, because the car accident took the lives of her parents and destroyed her original happiness. For a long time, he calmed down and said in a low voice, "Tell me what kind of punishment you want Lu Xiwen to receive."

Song Xiaolin raised his head in a daze, but saw his deep eyes were serious, so dark and prey, he could see everything at a glance.

She thought for a while, and suddenly remembered what Steward Chen said just now:
"You think he admires the young master, but what he admires is the power in the young master's hands."

By the way, power!
Lu Xiwen's crazy state is the yearning for power from life to death.

Her eyes rolled darkly, quite strangely.

With just one glance, Lu Jingyan roughly guessed what she was thinking in her heart, and lightly curled her lips, "Child, have you thought about it?"

She nodded heavily: "Lu Xiwen owes the Duan family an apology, and he will kneel down to make amends."

No gaps, no hesitation.

"Okay." It's just one word, but it's like the hammer on the chopping board.

Song Xiaolin finally settled down, as if holding a kite firmly in his hand, the corners of his lips raised slightly unconsciously.

Thank you, Lu Jingyan.

The wind whistled wantonly outside the car window, the sun was hidden in the dark clouds, the land was white, only the traces left by the tires scraping the road, there was no color around, even the branches were bald, the whole world fell into a world of ice and snow.

In the season of December, the winter is cold, but where he is, there is a warm sun in June.

***
A week later.

In that old alley, in the courtyard full of miscellaneous things, an uninvited visitor ushered in.

The man is dressed in expensive clothes and a pair of polished leather shoes, which are out of tune with everything around him.

He stood up straight and had an extraordinary temperament.

But later, he actually knelt down, kneeling in front of a woman who had lost her legs in a wheelchair.

He knelt for a long, long time.

Snowflakes drenched him all over.

It wasn't until dark that he dragged his numb legs and left.

Lu Xiwen said sorry eight years late, and finally paid back in his unsatisfactory days.

He knelt down, but he wasn't necessarily sincere or ashamed, maybe he was forced to, even full of unwillingness.

He knelt down and said sorry, but nothing could be saved, no one would choose to forgive.

Because time does not flow back, hurting is hurting.

However, he had to kneel down.

This is a matter of course.

~

The night was shrouded in stars, and snowflakes were falling.

Amei came out of the house and put the coat in her hand on Alan's shoulders, "Sister, it's cold outside and snowing, come in quickly."

Ah Lan's hair was stained with snow, but in the dim light, she couldn't tell for a while whether there were strands of white hair sandwiched in the snow, or a little bit of snow falling from the white hair.

Her eyes didn't move, she stared blankly at the potted plant at the door, only dry branches remained, suddenly her face became pale, she hurriedly took out a white cloth from her pocket, covered her mouth, and coughed heavily.

"Sister, are you alright?" A Mei patted her back.

Ah Lan gently removed the white cloth, only to see a large area of ​​blood on the white cloth, which was particularly shocking.

At this time, there are fragments of snowflakes falling softly on it, white intertwined with red, unexpectedly poignant and beautiful.

"Sister—" Amei burst into tears, choked with sobs, "We'd better go to the hospital, if this continues, it won't work."

A Lanyu urged earnestly: "You must not tell Ah Cheng about my illness."

"But...he will blame me in the future...how can I bear..."

(End of this chapter)