Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 45 The Light Through the Cracks
"Child." There seemed to be a wind blowing over him, mixed with the gentle sound of the wind.

She suppressed her heartbeat and tried her best to stabilize her tone, but her voice was still trembling uncontrollably: "What... what's wrong?"

Suddenly, Lu Jingyan moved closer to the screen, the curve of his side face immersed in the night was extraordinarily soft, especially his long eyelashes, in the dim light, there was a faint shadow at the end of his eyes, but there was a kind of The yin and soft handsomeness made her heart beat violently, she didn't quite understand his actions: "Lu Jingyan, you..."

"Kid, do you have a network card?"

"Huh?" Song Xiaolin was puzzled, and raised the phone unconsciously, thinking that the network speed would be faster, but the signal clearly showed full, "No, my network is not stuck."

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows lightly, "Then you come closer and come to me."

Although she didn't quite understand the reason for doing this, his words seemed to be bewitching in a sluggish way, making her lean towards the camera and him completely uncontrollably and in a daze, and then asked in a daze: "So... Don't you get stuck?"

Lu Jingyan almost didn't laugh out loud, but luckily he held back, only the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but he said solemnly, "Well, this way the network won't get stuck."

"..." It's the first time I heard that when people lean towards the camera, the network will stop jamming.

However, Song Xiaolin didn't know that when she was extremely puzzled, he was on the other side, seeing the stars and sea in her eyes through the screen from a distance.

In fact, her pair of eyes are really beautiful, they are standard almond eyes, they look foggy from a distance, but they are shimmering, very clear and sparkling when viewed up close.

At this moment, Mrs. Wu's voice suddenly came from outside the door, breaking the brief silence between the two: "Little Purlin, why haven't you come down to eat yet? The food is going to be cold."

Whoops!

She couldn't help cursing in her heart, and was anxious to turn off the microphone, but it was too late...

Lu Jingyan immediately frowned, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and his expression was not so clear, "Child, you haven't eaten dinner yet? But didn't you just say that you have eaten?"

Song Xiaolin laughed twice, scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "I forgot..."

Damn, it's really embarrassing to have such a lame reason that you can forget whether you have eaten or not!
Fortunately, he didn't ask any more questions, but smiled helplessly and softly, "Okay, go to dinner quickly, go to bed early, and remember to have breakfast tomorrow."

"Okay, you too, take care of yourself."

"Ah."

……

With a bang, the 15-minute video call ended.

But the warmth in her heart has not dissipated for a long time, nor can it dissipate.

She was moved, she fell.

Just because, on the first day he was far away in Z City, the person he was thinking about was always her.

As it was then.

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Last night, Song Xiaolin slept very soundly, so he woke up early today.

Even earlier than chickens.

She drank a glass of milk, took another piece of bread, and sat in the car to eat slowly.

At this point, there were very few people in the school.

There was no one in the classroom.

But what was unprecedented was that, not long after, Duan Yicheng also came.

At that time, the moment his figure appeared at the door and fell into her eyes, she was completely dumbfounded, rubbing her eyes repeatedly, suspecting that when she opened her eyes in a second, she would find that she had misread it, but ……not at all.

This living person is Duan Yicheng.

Because, he was cursing angrily, "Are your fucking eyes sick?"

Look, there is no other person to be found in this arrogant and domineering tone.

Outrageous, really outrageous.

He is obviously a habitual offender of skipping classes, but why did he come here so early in the morning?

Song Xiaolin was too lazy to talk to him, and looked down at the Chinese documents.

Suddenly, I smelled a strong smell of scallion pancakes in my nose, so fragrant!

She glanced back secretly, and saw that scallion pancake was placed in front of his table. With a sound, he found that the scallion pancake was actually placed on his table.

"...!!!"

She stared at the scallion pancake for a few seconds, then turned her head to look at him, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"What? Afraid I'll poison you to death?" Early in the morning, what Duan Yicheng said was very unpleasant.

But as expected, Song Xiaolin nodded.

I'm afraid.

nonsense.

A person like him who gives things to people for no reason is either rape or theft.

She wasn't stupid enough to think naively that it was the heartfelt words she said yesterday that successfully moved the devil boy.

A person without a heart, no, to be precise, a person who hides his heart deeply, if you want to impress him, it is not easy, even very difficult, very difficult.

It's not impossible, it just takes time.

Obviously, just one day, he will not have such a change.

Duan Yicheng shrugged indifferently, but turned his head to the side awkwardly, not looking at her, his voice stuttered a little, "This scallion pancake...is my mother...my mother asked me to give it to you."

After speaking, he kicked the trash can depressingly and left.

Last night, as soon as he came home, his mother took his hand, with joy on her face that she hadn't seen in many years, she happily talked about how Song Xiaolin helped her get out of the siege, how beautiful, How kind, she would rather give birth to an old and worthless glazed bracelet than her dowry, what a considerate girl.

The mother also said, Ah Cheng, you are so lucky to have met Xiaolin.

It was the first time that he felt that he also had human body temperature.

His mother is the last ray of light in his dark life, he lives for her, she is all his beliefs and the most important person in his life.

Without his mother, he would die.

It was hard for him to imagine, what kind of scene would it be like for his mother to kneel on the ground full of debris and make amends, surrounded by indifferent eyes?
He didn't dare to think about it at all, as long as he thought about it, he even had the idea of ​​killing people, wishing he could rush into that boutique immediately and kill them all.

However, when my mother recounted such a memory that should have been very painful, she smiled happily, and even had a happy look on her face that she had never seen before.

All this is because of that girl named Song Xiaolin.

Like an angel descending, she unhesitatingly helped the mother who had only met once to get out of the siege, as if she was saving his own mother for him.

At the same time, she also saved his life.

At that moment, his heart suddenly shook slightly.

This time, he was a little bit reluctant to snuff out the light shining through the crack.

Later, my mother fried some scallion pancakes and asked him to bring them to her tomorrow morning.

He dared not disobey his mother.

Or maybe, he himself is willing.

So this morning, he got up at five o'clock, put the scallion pancakes in the pot to heat up for a while, and took them away with his schoolbag. He wanted to sneak them into her drawer while no one was there.

But damn...why did she come so early? ? ?
(End of this chapter)