The villain heroine was blackened after being rescued by him

Chapter 41 The rain is pouring, it's hard to hear

The dense rain fell pouring down, and Jiang Lingsi felt a chill all over his body, as if the cold wind was being poured into his heart.

The police siren sounded not far away, and the Huangmao people came back to their senses, only then did they realize that the girl in front of them had really called the police.

They didn't care about the people lying on the ground, and quickly dropped their weapons and ran away.

Xi Ruan lowered her arms with her back to Jiang Lingsi, lowered her head and did not turn around for a long time.

Jiang Ling looked at her blankly.

Until he found that her thin dress was drenched by the rain, and the girl's body seemed to be trembling in the rain, he hugged her horizontally from behind.

"Follow me home first."

He looked down at her who buried her head in his arms, pursed his lips and strode towards the house.

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There was the sound of dripping water from the bathroom, and the sound of rain outside the window.

Jiang Lingsi sat on the carpet, smoking a cigarette against the bed behind him.

The scene just now echoed in his mind, and after exhaling a puff of smoke, his thoughts went blank.

Suddenly, the sound of water stopped, and there was noise from the bathroom. Jiang Lingsi immediately put out the cigarette butt, got up and opened the window to disperse the smell of smoke.

When Xi Ruan came out, there was only a sense of coolness and damp rain in the room.

The girl was wearing Jiang Lingsi's loose pajamas and pajamas, her hair was still dripping with water, all the makeup on her face had been washed off, her face was white and clean.

"Why don't you blow your hair?" Jiang Lingsi asked, and then realized that the hair dryer wasn't in the bathroom at all.

He took out the hair dryer from the bedside table, sat on the bed and waved to her, "Come here."

Xi Ruan walked over with lowered eyes, and sat down on the carpet in front of the bed under Jiang Lingsi's gesture.

Jiang Lingsi plugged in the plug, turned on the hair dryer, and dried the hair of the girl who was curled up between his legs with her hands wrapped around her knees.

His slender fingers ran through her hair, and suddenly remembered that he had blow-dried her hair for the first time when she was a child, but it turned into a mess, and the back of her head was almost tangled into a bird's nest.

That time they were playing with water guns, and they were soaked because they played too crazy. He was afraid that she would be scolded when she went home, so he took her back to her grandparents' house to take a shower and change clothes. Out of curiosity, he tried And blow-dried her hair.

However, when she came home at night, her father found her playing with water, because her smell from head to toe was different from the one used at home.

At that time, Xi Ruan was not at all like now. She complained that the wind was too hot, complained that he had blown her face, and finally complained that he had blown her hair into knots.

but now……

She was eerily quiet.

The way he shrank into a ball and didn't dare to look at him made him a little flustered...

A few minutes later, the "booming" sound of the hair dryer stopped. Jiang Lingsi put the hair dryer aside, stroked her hair, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Xi Ruan." He called her in a deep voice, and finally couldn't help but mention what happened just now, "Your voice—"

"It's hard to hear." A hoarse voice interrupted him, with obvious tremors.

Jiang Lingsi's breathing was stagnant, and regret filled his dark eyes.

He smacked his lips a few times, but in the end he still didn't respond to her words.

The room fell into silence, and the sound of the rain outside became more intense.

Jiang Lingsi looked at her in front of him and lowered his eyelashes.

"Listen to the music, you'll feel better." He stretched out his long arms and turned on the bedside stereo.

Ethereal and melodious music lingers in the room. It is the familiar "Song of Hope", the song that brings people strength and hope.

Xi Ruan buried her head between her legs, and all her hair fell down.

After a long time, she made another sound, "Do you like her song very much?"

Jiang Lingsi fluttered his long eyelashes, let out a low "hmm", then leaned against the head of the bed, stretching his long legs.

"When my mum just passed away, I was in a bit of chaos for a while."

It was the first time he mentioned his affairs to Xi Ruan.

"She found out that my dad had lied to her, couldn't accept the reality, and committed suicide."

Xi Ruan tightened her fingers holding both arms, and turned her head slightly.

"I can't accept it either."

He sneered, "You don't even know that my father's illegitimate child is older than me, and he brought Xiao San and that child into the house within three months of my mother's death."

"Everything from me and my mother was taken away, my lover, my father, my family, and the company my mother worked so hard to help my father run."

"During that time, I felt that I was betrayed by the whole world. I felt that my mother had left me irresponsible. I even wanted to leave with my mother."

He sighed without a trace, looking at the ceiling, his voice was a little light, as if lost in memory.

"That day, I wanted to find a tall building and jump off."

"Later, when I walked to the intersection, the convenience store next to me was playing this song, and the big screen in the shopping mall opposite was playing the MV of this song."

"I stood there for a long time, the melody of this song was in my mind. Then I figured it out, I want to live, I want revenge, I want to let them have nothing."

"So," Jiang Lingsi looked sideways at Xi Ruan, "you can listen to this song when you are in a bad mood, maybe it can bring you some strength."

With a rare gentle tone, he turned his head to look at Xi Ruan beside the bed.

The girl curled up by the bed finally moved.

She raised her head slowly, her hair a little messy, and turned her gaze to him.

Suddenly, she showed him the sweetest smile, but her fair face was already stained with tears.

Tears slid down her cheeks, dripping silently.

She put the phone on the bed, tapped it lightly, and choked up at him with red eyes: "Then you want to listen to her... the last song that hasn't been released yet?"

Unfamiliar tunes, familiar voices, and music never heard echoed softly in the room.

Jiang Lingsi opened her eyes slightly, how could she have unreleased XR songs! ?
In an instant, all the details were connected in series, her loss of voice, the disappearance of XR, her emotional fluctuations sensitive to singing and her initials...

"You are XR!?" Jiang Lingsi grabbed her arm.

The girl stared at him with eyes full of hazy water, then bent her eyes and smiled.

Tears fell tremblingly from her eye sockets, and she nodded slightly amid Jiang Ling's chaotic mood.

The rain poured down outside the window, and the lightning struck mercilessly.

Thunder and lightning flashed in Jiang Lingsi's black eyes, he clenched her wrist tightly, and finally couldn't help it, pulling her into his arms with all his strength.

He never dared to imagine this possibility.

The destruction of the vocal cords of ordinary people is an unacceptable fatal blow, let alone her.

But for him, she tore the scar that she couldn't bear to touch in front of so many people until it was dripping with blood.

What is the difference between the loss of the siren's most proud singing voice and the loss of life and soul.

The "Song of Hope" that once brought hope to so many people...in her ears—maybe it has become despair.

That was the swan song that she could never touch again.

"Little soft bag." He called her, felt her warm tears fall on his neck, and hugged her tightly.

She was silent even crying.

"Little soft bag, cry out."

"It doesn't matter if others don't like your voice, and it doesn't matter if you don't like it." He paused, stroked the back of her head with one hand, and whispered:
"You no longer need to give hope to others, just be the siren that I alone know."

Be his only siren and speak only to him.

No matter what her voice is, even if her voice is hoarse like grinding, he is still willing to fall in love with her.

Xi Ruan was slightly taken aback.

Feeling his trembling breathing and scorching body temperature, she slowly closed her eyes, and finally hugged him tightly, crying loudly.

She used to be so proud, she is a singer known as "Siren".

However, overnight, her singing voice disappeared, and her pride and dreams were shattered.

Everyone said she gave them hope, but what about her hope?

Where are her hopes? !
Can a siren without a singing voice really be called a siren? !
　It's another day when I feel sorry for my daughter goose

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(End of this chapter)