It turns out that without Jiang Liuyun, she is so lonely in this city, with no relatives or friends, and the only person she can hold onto is Chu Lingyu in front of her.
Maybe……
It's time for her to go home!
It's time to go home, there is nothing here worthy of her nostalgia anymore...
She cried, and the more she cried, the more tired she became, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Chu Lingyu looked at her in his arms with tears still on her face, moved cautiously, and sat down against the wall.
It was simply unimaginable that the person who had just slapped him in the morning was now lying in his arms. The surprise was sudden and unbelievable.
He didn't dare to move.
Fearing that this was just a dream, he would wake up from this dream if he moved lightly.
He just held her like that, using all his tenderness.
Occasionally, when passers-by pass by in remote streets, they will see a young man in white clothes with picturesque features, sitting on the dirty ground, carefully holding a girl in his arms. Most of his body is leaning forward, as if
The girl shielded herself from the cool breeze of the dark night.
He was motionless, as quiet as if he wasn't breathing.
There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, the morning star was shining high, and the wind was getting colder and colder. He shivered, but held the girl in his arms tighter.
In the early morning, Su Mang woke up in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of eyes staring at her, more beautiful than the stars in the sky, and full of tenderness.
She blinked and said nothing, her beautiful eyes already red and swollen from crying.
If someone had said to her, Su Mang, that she would cry for a man in her life, she would have laughed at that man as crazy, but now...
"Su Su..." Chu Lingyu looked at her with pity and gently stroked her hair that was messed up by the night wind, "Can I take you home?"
Su Mang thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
Anyway...
She has nowhere to go...
Su Mang stood up and handed his hand to Chu Lingyu. Chu Lingyu raised his eyes in surprise and was stunned for a while before slowly putting his hand into her palm, trembling slightly.
In previous dreams, there had been many times when he held her hand and protected her until the end of time. This morning, he thought he would never have another chance in this life, but now her cold but delicate palm was actually in his.
He was so surprised that he stood up carefully. His legs were sore and numb as if tens of thousands of ants were biting him, but he didn't realize it. He could only see her pure and beautiful face.
He knew that what was more beautiful than her face was her kind heart. She was someone worthy of him pursuing, protecting and loving her all his life, but he didn't know if he was that lucky.
After sending her into the guest room of the villa, he watched her lie down before walking out of the room with peace of mind. However, he stood outside the door and refused to leave. After a long time, he simply sat down against the door and looked up at the sky. The experience just now was like a dream.
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His eyes gradually became blank, and his memory returned to his childhood. When his father was on a business trip, he was beaten by the vicious woman commanding the bodyguards. Some people took canes, some took whips, and some took wooden sticks thicker than his arms. He was beaten from the villa.
He continued beating him until outside the villa, and the woman stepped on his ragged and bloody chest with high heels. Su Mang, who was only five or six years old at the time, happened to pass by. He rushed over like a little lion and knocked the woman to the ground.
The woman got up and pushed Su Mang down. The three boys beside Su Mang kicked the woman down like angry little animals and punched and kicked her.
The bodyguards didn't dare to move, because the children who could live in that villa area were either rich or noble, and they couldn't afford any injuries.
