"What's next?" Lin Jiaxin asked anxiously.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me to drink some water and then continue drinking." Huang Yun was very calm, as if this story was not his.
"Gulp gulp..." Huang Yun drank a large glass of water. "Otherwise, Jiaxin, you should go to bed early. We'll talk about these things tomorrow! Okay, be good! Only then will I tell you."
"No, no! I want to know! Otherwise I probably won't be able to sleep! Okay?" Lin Jiaxin said coquettishly as usual.
"No, no, if you don't behave yourself, don't sleep here tomorrow." Huang Yun said as he stood up, left after saying that.
Lin Jiaxin watched Huang Yun walk away. She recalled the story Huang Yun had just told her.
I became more resolute in my inner thoughts, which are: I have the final say in my own marriage!
She believed that if Huang Yun knew her story, she would definitely support her.
After all, their stories seem to be quite similar. Their parents both don't love them, and they both can't make their own decisions in their marriages.
However, Lin Jiaxin had no idea that Huang Yun had actually been paying attention to her for a long time.
That's not right. It should be said like this: She has been paying attention to Lin Jiaxin since the moment she was born.
Huang Yun also deliberately told this story to Lin Jiaxin. Her intention was very simple. She hoped that Lin Jiaxin could live happily, defend her love, and not regret it for the rest of her life.
It can be said that Huang Yun really has a good conscience, and she seems to really like Lin Jiaxin.
Huang Yun returned to her room, and all her disguises instantly fell apart. She was not invulnerable, she was just holding it in.
Twenty years have passed, and she has been living in regret and has never let it go.
All she can do now is to discipline her daughter and prevent her from following her old path.
But what identity should she use to discipline Lin Jiaxin? Sister? Boss lady? Or the identity she most desired. "Mom."
Thinking about the agreement between her and that person, she could only discipline Lin Jiaxin in the capacity of an elder sister.
After all, that person's agreement was based on Lin Jiaxin, and she couldn't harm her own child.
The night was getting darker and darker, but Lin Jiaxin couldn't fall asleep as if she had been injected with chicken blood. She was thinking about the story Huang Yun had just told her.
It can be said that she admires Sister Huang Yun very much. She is beautiful and has experienced a lot, even after going through all these miscellaneous things.
But she was not beaten, she still loved life and herself as before. This can be seen from the layout of this room.
But how could Lin Jiaxin understand Huang Yun's painstaking efforts? In fact, Huang Yun had also thought about ending his own life.
But thinking that she was Lin Jiaxin's only relative in the world, she didn't dare to leave. Huang Yun had been fighting for her daughter!
"Oh, it would be great if Sister Huang Yun was my mother! Then I wouldn't be forced by the old man. Then Sister Huang Yun would support me and let me pursue my own love." Lin Jiaxin scratched her hair. "Forget it, let's not think about it. Let's go to sleep quickly."
It’s strange to say, but Lin Jiaxin slept particularly well today. Unlike before, she didn’t need to take medicine to fall asleep.
With the fragrance coming from the quilt, Lin Jiaxin fell asleep in a daze.
Although Lin Jiaxin fell asleep, Huang Yun was still awake. She also wanted to sleep very very very very very very much.
But she couldn't sleep, she had to plan everything for her daughter. She had a sleepless night.
"Lin Jiaxin!" The old man hit Lin Jiaxin directly with his crutch and shouted loudly.
"What the hell do you do all day? You don't give me something to do every day. Are you feeling bad?" Old man Lin was very angry.
He didn't expect that his granddaughter, who had been so obedient to him in the past, would cause trouble for him again after a month.
"Fuck you, explain to me, what the hell are you doing all day? Why can't you get anything done right?" Old man Lin rolled his eyes, his beard standing up in anger.
"Grandpa! I don't want to get married like this, and I don't like those people! I don't like them at all, how can you let me try to get along with them?! Aren't you going to force me, your granddaughter, to death!" Lin Jiaxin was not someone who was easy to mess with, and she just yelled at him.
"Like can be used as food! Can like be used as food? Tell me? Can it be used as food? If it can be used as food, then you can fucking get married." Old man Lin seemed to be very disappointed with his son.
"Although I can't eat it, I'm very happy that I can live with him." Lin Jiaxin smoothed the hair that fell beside her ear and retorted unconvincedly.
"But, kid, you have to understand that if you like someone but she can't give you anything, you will be disappointed." Seeing that the hard approach didn't work, Old Man Lin tried the soft approach.
"Look at your aunt, she married for love! But they didn't last long, right? This is the closest example to you, don't you understand?"
"But why does a person need so many material things? Isn't it enough to just be happy?"
"Think about it, if you can't afford anything to eat, will you be happy? Will you be happy if you are about to starve to death?" Mother Chen at the side also began to teach Lin Jiaxin.
"Jia Xin, I also heard about what happened to you tonight. If possible, you can bring the boy back to show Mr. Lin. It won't be too late, right?"
"Long Xiangtian?"
"Yes, you can bring him back and we can see how he is, right? It won't be too late to check on him then, right?"
Lin Jiaxin and the others were still discussing here, but Long Xiangtian began his dream. He dreamed about his life in the army again, and it seemed that he wanted to return to the army.
Long Xiangtian picked up the Type 95, pulled the safety, and started firing. The not-so-dense gunshots echoed in the empty gas station.
Until now, Long Xiangtian still couldn't figure out why the oil barrel suddenly exploded, and the current situation didn't give Long Xiangtian time to think too much.
Originally, Long Xiangtian wanted to use a compound bow, but seeing that the arrow could not be retrieved once it was shot, it would be better to use bullets directly. Anyway, the bullets were useless after being shot, but the bow and arrow could be reused repeatedly.
The enemy was getting closer and closer to Long Xiangtian. The old demon reluctantly wrapped his thigh with clothes and threw a handful of lackeys to Lao Hei.
He also took one, and Shui Ge was operating Lao Hei's computer and drone at this time.
Brother Shui found a generator from somewhere and connected it to the drone. He switched the drone to attack mode and continuously released high-voltage current to the outside.
And Long Xiangtian was a little behind Lao Yao and Lao Hei, constantly firing to cover Lao Hei and Lao Yao, and the number of enemies was not small but more than that.
There was no end in sight for the enemies that kept pouring towards us, and we were retreating little by little.