The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 418 Extra: It's the wedding night~

   In addition, something unexpected happened in the middle of the wedding.

   The original guitarist of the band had a car accident on the road and could not come, and there was no lead guitar on the scene.

   Just when they want to pity others.

   "Just him, it's free."

  's clear and indifferent voice sounded without emotion.

   Everyone looked at the past subconsciously.

   Shi Jingnian kicked Zheng Xingzhou up.

   Zheng Xingzhou: "…"

  Fuck, why is he free?

   For the sake of marriage, I didn't care about the current year.

  The guitar is a rare acoustic guitar now. The band played behind the scenes. The man quietly held the acoustic guitar and finished a song. No one knew it was him, and he didn't show any limelight.

When the    fingertips played, there was a moment of loneliness, more like an illusion, with thin lips grinning, laziness and wanton.

   Ji Ning'an was a little surprised, and told him the truth: "I thought you could play the cello or the piano."

   When I saw that face, my first impression was that the cello would be a good match for him.

   "Then you would never have imagined that when I was fourteen, I was still performing on the streets of a foreign country with a guitar in my hand."

   "Huh?" The girl opened her eyes wide in shock, making her brown eyes appear more round, and subconsciously lowered her voice so that no one could hear, "Why?"

   Zheng Xingzhou thought her reaction was quite interesting, he followed her appearance and whispered mysteriously, and answered her in an airy voice: "Because of lack of money."

   He raised his slender fingers and gestured: "At that time, I made fourteen hundred dollars by playing the guitar!"

The    tone sounded a little childishly ostentatious.

   He was only fourteen years old at the time, and Ji Ning'an admired him very much. When she was fourteen years old, she was still talking back to her parents: "Then why did you make money? Do you buy game consoles?"

   "Buy stocks and earn tuition." Zheng Xingzhou smiled, "But I didn't make any money. I was beaten by a few gangsters and took the money away."

   "Did you call the police?"

   "I reported it, the police didn't care, and then they blocked me again. This time, they beat me even harder. They robbed me of money, and my left hand was fucked." He said in a very loose tone.

   Ji Ning'an frowned tightly: "What about your family? Why don't you care?"

   "Family? They want me to die early."

   He spoke without ups and downs from beginning to end, just like someone else's story, he was just a spectator.

  It's hard to imagine such a thing happening to him, at least not from the outside.

   Ji Ning'an unconsciously worried, frowning: "Then what will you do in the end, have you paid enough tuition?"

   "Enough is enough," he said.

   "How did you pay?"

   Zheng Xingzhou stared at her, and the tip of his tongue slowly licked his lower lip: "I found them with a knife and cut off that man's little finger—"

   Watching the girl's pupils shrink, he suddenly burst into laughter until tears almost came out, and the laughter overflowing his throat was hearty.

   "Miss Ji, you're too naive! You lied to play, but you actually took it seriously."

   Ji Ning'an was stunned.

   "How could such a thing happen to people like us who are well-dressed and well-fed and pampered?" Zheng Xingzhou's tone was both true and false, "Let's have some snacks, Miss Ji."

   He called her that all the time, and he never changed it.

   "This joke is not at all, good, laughing!" Ji Ningan exclaimed angrily.

   Thankfully she took it seriously.

Mad.

   "But I think it's funny." His tone was light, perverse and vicious.

   is hilarious.

   "I don't care if what you say is true or not, but I think you in the story are very powerful."

   Ji Ningan pursed her lower lip, said a serious sentence, and walked out of the lounge with the skirt of her wedding dress.

  The people who came to the wedding banquet today were all big and famous people. Out of etiquette, Shijingnian welcomed the guests for a while, with elegant silhouettes.

   Ji Ningan saw him, and the corners of his lips curved up.

   He just raised his eyes, his eyes softened instantly.

  Everything went according to the ceremony. Father Ji led the girl with tears in her eyes through the changing path of crystal light and shadow. This is the princess dream that every girl has, wearing the most beautiful and white wedding dress to marry the sweetheart.

  My crush is an unparalleled hero. One day, he will walk on colorful clouds and come to marry me.

   Shi Jingnian held her hand and cherished it.

  The crystals in the auditorium are sparkling and sparkling.

   They kissed in full view and put wedding rings on each other.

Zheng Xingzhou lay lazily on the table, and poured dozens of empty whiskeys around him. "

   He stared at that scene all the time, without missing half a second, from start to finish, his right hand rested on his left wrist, and the temperature of his fingertips was already cold.

   When he was fourteen years old, Zheng Xingzhou was poor and wandered the streets with a broken guitar picked up from a trash can. At that time, as long as he was soft with his father, he could return to China, but he did not.

   Later, the guitar was smashed, the money was robbed, and the left wrist was broken.

   He didn’t take it seriously, and he didn’t have the money to see a doctor. The longer the time went on, the longer his left hand was useless, and he couldn’t play musical instruments or do heavy work.

   Everyone knows that Zheng Xingzhou is right-handed, but few people know that Zheng Xingzhou was left-handed until he was fourteen years old.

  The boy's dream was shattered, and he finally realized that the world was hot and cold, and all his arrogance was his own humiliation without the ability and means.

   "It's so **** holy." He said again, his thin lips were slightly sarcastic, and no one could understand the emotion in his eyes.

   There were two figures in his eyes, and the last smile on his lips disappeared, without any expression.

   What can we do if we fall in love with each other again?

   Where can love go?

   Zheng Xingzhou thought coldly, and suddenly felt that his thought was really disgusting.

   In any case, Shi Jingnian was his friend for so many years. He didn't bless them, but he still thought that they would break up.

   is boring.

  Whiskey slid down his throat. It was extremely spicy. Perhaps because he drank too much, he suddenly felt a splitting headache. Zheng Xingzhou grabbed the suit jacket beside him.

   "Sir, are you okay..." The waitress panicked and wanted to help him.

   "Go away!" The man's eyes were blood red, and he threw off her hand, disgusted, "Don't touch me!"

The    eyes pinned the waitress in place, like a wolf, biting at the flesh.

  The night is deep, the snow is flying, and the winter will not end.

   The dark inky sky is like a thick liquor, and against the backdrop of the vast white snowflakes, it is even more silent and dark.

  The light in the room is a little more hazy and dim, like an old oil painting, covered with ambiguous colors for no reason.

   The dim yellow light and shadow hit the man, outlining a cold and deep outline. The upper body was only wearing a slightly damp white shirt.

   He stood in front of the window, calmly raised his hand and unbuttoned his clothes, starting from the first one on the top, his phalanx was slender and pleasing to the eye.

   Ji Ning'an was sitting on the dark gray soft bed, but he didn't dare to look at him. He casually lowered his eyelashes, his eyelashes trembled, like a struggling butterfly wing, and the earlobe under his black hair was reddish.

   Shi Jingnian didn't shy away from unbuttoning his clothes. At this time, he looked at the shaky eyelashes of this little girl.

   narrowed his eyes slightly, put his fingertips on the second button, and called her.

   "Ningan."

   (end of this chapter)