Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 95
In the early morning, Song Xiaolin poked her head out of the sultry bed, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and saw a white ceiling.

Carved with the appearance of floating flowers.

Her head was dizzy, and she couldn't remember how she got back to the room for a moment, and she didn't have any memories about last night, as if it was suddenly broken, and a piece of memory was missing.

After going downstairs, Xu Zhoucheng was teasing the golden retriever early in the morning.

She approached him and asked in a low voice: "Xuzhou Cheng, did something happen after I drank last night?"

She couldn't think of anything at all.

He turned his head and stared at her resentfully, looking like he wanted to curse, but suddenly his face was terrified, as if he saw death, and he hurriedly looked away, "It's nothing, you said you were sleepy, and you want to go back to your room to sleep, just go gone."

"... Oh." So, she really just slept through the night?
"Child."

The two words, like the morning mist carrying the cool breath of early spring, sounded slowly above her head.

Song Xiaolin almost uncontrollably tilted his head to follow the prestige, and found that Lu Jingyan was standing behind her, only half a meter away, but for some reason, the moment she saw him, she felt inexplicably guilty. Consciously drifting away from sight: "Why... what's wrong?"

Xuzhou Chengdu was frightened to death. He hurriedly picked up the golden retriever, and slipped away as if the soles of his feet had been oiled.

But at this moment, Lu Jingyan didn't care about Xu Zhoucheng's actions. He ignored all the decorations and locked her firmly in his eyes. You... went to bed early last night?"

When she heard the word "last night", her heart was in her throat instantly, and after hearing the word "go to bed early", she breathed a sigh of relief in vain, like a roller coaster, with complicated emotions.

She didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, she could only stare at the snow-covered branches in the distance, nodded: "Yes... yes, I did go to bed early last night."

Hearing this, his eyes darkened slightly, as if a thin layer of ash had been sprinkled, "The fireworks were loud last night, didn't you wake up?"

Song Xiaolin pondered for a while, but she still couldn't find any memory about fireworks in her memory. She shook her head: "No, I slept until dawn."

She hadn't lied, except to hide the fact that he was drinking.

But why did he suddenly ask such a question?

She always felt uneasy in her heart, afraid that he might find out something, so she could only ask tentatively: "What happened to the fireworks last night?"

Lu Jingyan just stared at her for a moment, lowered his deep eyes like black ink, unconsciously filled with a little coldness between his brows and eyes, and replied slowly, "It's nothing, but the fireworks last night were so beautiful, it's too bad for a child not to see them." Pity."

"Ah?? Is it really beautiful?"

People are always yearning for beautiful things.

Seeing her annoyed look, he had a faint feeling in his heart. It seemed that she had really forgotten all about what happened after she got drunk last night, but at that moment, when the fireworks were in full bloom, what did she do? What do you want to say to him?
Forget it, she can't remember it, so let it all go with the wind and settle in the years.

"Are you hungry? Go and have breakfast."

"it is good."

Looking at his back, Song Xiaolin finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't notice that she drank secretly last night, but why did her memory suddenly fragment after drinking? Stop drinking.

***
Two weeks later.

With the departure of Xuzhou Cheng and Jin Mao, and the return of Butler Chen, Aunt Wu and the servants, the winter vacation has come to an end in this long winter, and Song Xiaolin has also begun a tense life in the second semester of senior year.

Today is the first day of school.

But the strange thing is that Duan Yicheng actually skipped class!

Even in the next week, he didn't come to school, and there was no news about him. It was as if the world had evaporated, and everything stayed before the winter vacation.

But she was not very puzzled. Logically speaking, Duan Yicheng, who had "reformed from evil and returned to the right", would definitely not be absent from class again, but this time, he was not only absent from class, but absent from school for a whole week.

This is obviously not right!

After class, she went to the office to find Director Li.

Director Li was drinking tea. Seeing her coming, he asked enthusiastically, "Student Song, what do you want?"

Song Xiaolin straight to the point, "Teacher, why didn't Duan Yicheng come to school?"

Hearing this, he put down his teacup and said calmly, "Student Duan has asked for leave."

"Ask for leave? Why do you ask for leave?"

"It is said that there are important things to deal with at home, or his sister-in-law called."

Auntie Amy asked for leave for him?
For a moment, she couldn't think of what happened so much that she had to ask for leave for so long: "Teacher, do you know what happened at his house?"

Director Li shook his head: "This parent personally asked for leave, so I don't want to ask too many questions."

It's not that it's not easy to ask too many questions, but that you don't care at all.

Sure enough, the world is hot and cold, and human feelings are weak.

……

After leaving the office, Song Xiaolin frowned.

For some reason, there was always a bad premonition in my heart.

After school, she didn't go home directly, but went to Duan Yicheng's house.

But what is surprising is that the rusty iron lock that had never been locked was actually locked, and there was a thick layer of snow under the steps, mixed with dust, without any footprints, like a long time No one has been here.

It seemed that there was no one in the house.

Duan Yicheng is not here.

Then... where will he go?
Song Xiaolin originally wanted to find a neighbor to ask about the situation, but after looking around for a week, he found that the houses next to him were demolished, leaving only a pile of ruins. There were only a few undemolished houses, but the doors and windows were closed. None of them seemed to be inhabited.

She didn't give up, and wanted to try to see if she could climb over the wall to see what happened.

In the end, she stepped on the raised tiles with difficulty, grabbed the wall hard, and tried to look inside, but it was so dark that she couldn't see anything.

Just when she was already decadent, an old man carrying a shoulder pole passed by, glanced at her by the way, and asked kindly: "Little girl, are you looking for this family?"

She nodded in surprise: "yes, old man, do you know this family?"

"What did you say, little girl?" The old man was obviously deaf and couldn't hear clearly.

Song Xiaolin could only approach, and said loudly, "Old man, do you know this family?"

"Yes, I live at the end of the lane, and I pass by this road every day."

"Oh, my classmate lives here. I have something to ask him, but there seems to be no one in their house."

The old man waved his hands again and again, "Little girl, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it. No one has been in this house for a long time."

"Why?"

"Speaking of which, your classmate is also a poor child." The grandfather shook his head regretfully, "On New Year's Eve, the mistress of this house passed away. I heard that she died of cancer. Later, there was no one in this house. Now, this child should have gone back to his hometown with his sister-in-law for a funeral. Don't wait any longer, it's getting dark, go home quickly."

After the grandfather finished speaking, he carried the pole and left.

Song Xiaolin stayed in the same place all the time, unable to calm down for a long time, his whole heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't believe the truth he just heard.

Aunt Alan passed away?
how come? ? ?
(End of this chapter)