"Okay, okay." Ling Xiang'er reached out and covered Luo Jian's mouth with a gentle voice, "Stop talking and go to bed first. I'm so sleepy."
As she said this, she closed her eyes and fell into a dream.
Luo Jian took out his arm that was pillowed by Ling Xiang'er, tiptoed out of bed, put on his pajamas, took the cigarette on the bedside table, and left the room.
He lit a cigarette and stood on the balcony, surrounded by lights, making him feel particularly lonely and desolate.
Qingqing, what are you doing at this time?
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Time flies, Luo Jian and Ling Xiang'er maintained an underground love relationship until the end of the summer of this year.
Ling Xiang'er suddenly disappeared from his world.
There was no phone call for a week, no phone call for a month, and five months passed in a flash.
Ling Xiang'er still hasn't contacted him again.
Ling Xiang'er, are you tired from playing?
Looking at the heavy snow falling outside the car window, thinking of the girl who once haunted him, he felt a little empty in his heart.
The car drove into the yard, and the guard reminded him that he had arrived.
Luo Jian looked back, picked up the military coat on the side and put it on his body, and stepped out of the car with his long legs.
The thick military boots stepped on the thick white snow, making a "creak" sound, one step at a time.
All the way to the door, he shook off the snowflakes on his body.
Just as he was about to reach out and push the door open, the door was opened from the inside.
The person who came out was the aunt at home.
Seeing Luo Jian, the aunt happily shouted into the room, "Old chief, it's Luo Jian who's back."
Because Wang Jialing is at home, Luo Jian rarely comes back. This time he came back two months after last month.
I happened to go to the field to conduct work.
"Come in quickly." Auntie happily pulled Luo Jian into the house.
He is almost seventy years old, his smile is full of wrinkles and he is very kind.
Suddenly a woman's voice came from the room, "Brother Jian, you are back."
This voice...this name...
Luo Jian's body froze, and cold sweat broke out on his back with a guilty conscience.
God, how could this annoying little goblin appear in his house after disappearing for five months?
Auditory hallucinations? It must be auditory hallucinations.
Ling Xiang'er supported her waist with one hand and held an apple in the other. She walked towards Luo Jian while eating, with the apple in her mouth and her words slurred, "Brother Jian, why didn't you call when you came back?"
I'll pick you up at the door."
The joy in a pair of watery eyes is hard to conceal.
"You...why are you here?" Luo Jian looked at the little woman walking towards her in shock, and then moved his eyes to her round belly.
It's not true, it's not true.
The one who appears in this house should be Wang Jialing.
This is an illusion, an illusion.
Ling Xiang'er took a bite of the apple and saw Luo Jian staring at her belly. She smiled and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Are you so happy to know that you are going to be a father?"
As she said this, she took Luo Jian's hand and put it on her belly, "Come and shake hands with the child."
"Ling Xiang'er!!!" Luo Jian gritted his teeth and withdrew his hand forcefully.
This girl actually ran to his house.
He still had a big belly and was so open and honest. He looked around worriedly, wondering how the old man was stimulated.
Luo's father happened to come down from the second floor. When he saw Luo Jian, he said calmly: "I'm back, let's have dinner."
What on earth is going on?
Confused him.
How could he think about eating now? Luo Jian reached out and grabbed Ling Xiang'er's wrist and dragged her towards the gate.
