Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 9 Am I Zhang Size's Girlfriend?

Under the moonlight, the brilliance is faint, the flowers and trees are verdant, and the shadows and shadows show the beauty of the beautiful day before the flowers and under the moon.

Lu Jingyan stared at her quietly, watching her chattering about her childhood, seeing the joyful smile on her brows, seeing the curvature of her side face when she lowered her head unintentionally, watching her white fingers tightly pinch his Clothes...

Slowly, his eyes became more and more tender and hot, conniving at all her fuss.

Song Xiaolin felt uncomfortable being watched by him, his nerves tensed into a thread, afraid that he might make him angry again: "I...do I talk a lot?"

Hearing this, his dark eyes stared at her deeply, sparkling and cold.

After a long while, Lu Jingyan slowly curled his lips into a smile, and said in a slightly casual tone, "I was thinking, the child seems to be the same as before, not as quiet as now, you were lively and cheerful back then, and you would still follow me Behind him, call me brother."

His voice was very soft, mixed into the wind, like spring rain gently brushing past her ears, but she was stunned, she thought it was a thunderbolt passing over her head.

Song Xiaolin didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, but could only stare blankly at his shaved chin, and asked in a low voice, "Then... do you like the quiet me now, or the lively me before?"

On the other side, there was no response.

She thought it was because he didn't hear, so she raised her head in a daze, but she looked into those eyes that were as cold as a pool.

He says,

It's fine for children to do what they like best.

But she thought in her heart, but my favorite look is the one you like.

Song Xiaolin couldn't help being a little disappointed, but Lu Jingyan's interest remained undiminished, "I'm curious, why did you suddenly stop being lively and quiet one day, and don't want to call me brother?"

Does he mean to turn over old scores?

Guiltily, she looked away, covered her stomach, and forcibly changed the subject: "Well, Lu Jingyan, I'm hungry."

He laughed, "Okay, let's go home."

……

why?

Why did she suddenly become quiet, not lively, and unwilling to call him brother anymore?

That's because, his child has grown up after all.

~

One afternoon, the sky was clear, with a blue sky and green trees.

There are occasional cicadas chirping outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and butterflies flutter past.

The breath of summer is very strong.

14-year-old Song Xiaolin climbed in through the window in the backyard, holding a romance novel she had just borrowed from a classmate in her hand. She pressed it under the pillow, straightened her skirt, and walked out of the room.

19-year-old Lu Jingyan was reading books and taking notes in the living room. At that time, his distant cousin Xu Zhoucheng often came to Lu's house.

Xu Zhoucheng was playing with a pen in his hand, looking bored, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he asked cheerfully, "Brother, what kind of girl do you like?"

Hearing this, Lu Jingyan frowned slightly, and said concisely, "Be quiet."

At that time, Song Xiaolin, who was hiding behind the door, secretly swore——

She wants to be a quiet girl.

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In the old alley, there are no lights, and it is gloomy, surrounded by demolished houses and several excavators.

Going inside, there is a house with red tiles and bricks.

At this time, a woman came, and she opened the dilapidated big iron lock hanging on the wooden door.

The door was pushed open, and the small yard was full of miscellaneous things, including cardboard boxes, broken tricycles, and... things like smashed broken wardrobes, broken tables, and the like.

In the room, there was a faint sound of the whip whipping, as well as the muffled groan of the young man.

"Sister!" The woman walked quickly into the house, put the lunch box in her hand on the table beside her, and hurriedly stopped the woman in the wheelchair who was wielding the whip: "Sister, stop beating me, I know your heart is worse." pain……"

The woman in the wheelchair wept uncontrollably: "Sister, don't stop me, I'm going to beat him to death today!"

"Sister, why bother! Ah Cheng, hurry up and beg your mother for mercy, apologize, and say that you will never dare again! Hurry up!"

Duan Yicheng, who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, pressed his lips tightly, and said softly after a long time, "Gun, don't stop me, let mom beat me to death..."

"Nonsense! Ah Cheng, what are you talking about? What a dead-brained you!"

"Look at him..." The woman in the wheelchair was so angry that she couldn't breathe for a while, she closed her eyes and passed out.

"sister……"

"mom……"

~

Looking at the haggard woman lying on the bed, Duan Yicheng buried his face in his arms, letting his tears soak his clothes.

His father died young, and the burden of the whole family fell on his mother.

His mother's name is A Lan. She has never been to school and cannot read. She has been doing farm work in the fields since she was a child.

Later, on the day of Yezi's autumn harvest, she was hit by a car, lost her legs forever, and became a disabled person who could only sit in a wheelchair.

The driver of the car who hit someone lost money, but despite the incident, he still lived happily ever after.

And his home, which was already unbearable, was so broken that there would be no day of rebirth.

In winter, my mother's legs were cold and she was sweating from the pain, but she didn't dare to go to the hospital for fear of spending money, so she could only bite the towel and endure all the pain.

Sometimes she would ask her sister-in-law to fetch some wool and pearls from a shop in the town. On weekdays, she strings necklaces, weaves scarves, and makes some handmade items to maintain the family's livelihood.

His sister-in-law, Amei, was also illiterate, and her husband ran away with someone after two years of marriage, so she and her mother made handmade items and collected some old things to sell to the old man who collected rags during the day.

At night, the two women often drink some millet wine with peanut mustard, sighing——

"Women from the Yu family are born to suffer!"

……

"Ah Cheng, don't fight in the future, don't hang out with those bad guys anymore, can we study hard? Look at how tired and hard your mother is. She has to worry about your affairs every day, and she can't sleep well. Be safe." Amei persuaded earnestly.

Duan Yicheng wiped away tears casually, stood up, "Sister-in-law, I have to leave beforehand, please take a good look at my mother."

"Wait, Ah Cheng, you have to apply the ointment before leaving..."

The only response was the sound of closing the door.

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Last night, Song Xiaolin didn't sleep well at all, and he kept thinking about Lu Jingyan's words over and over in his mind——

It's fine for children to do what they like best.

So, she succeeded in insomnia.

When he went downstairs early in the morning, he even laughed at him, saying that he had two panda eyes.

When she arrived in the classroom, she couldn't help but fell asleep lying on the table, and it was rare that she didn't recite the text.

Xu Jiayi was shocked to realize that she had seen a ghost.

"Little Lin, what's the matter with you? Could it be that you were taken away from the soul house?"

Song Xiaolin raised his head and yawned, "You've been stunned after reading the novel, I couldn't sleep last night."

"Ah? Is it because of that?"

She was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Xu Jiayi was even more shocked: "You don't even know? Last night, Nanzhong's campus postings went crazy. They said you were Zhang Size's girlfriend!"

"What? I'm Zhang Size's girlfriend?"

All of a sudden, she lost all sleepiness, and her mind cleared up.

(End of this chapter)