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A long whistle sound came from a distance, and smoke was faintly rising.
The train leaves.
The wheels rubbed against the rails, making a screeching sound.
Jize looked down at the person in his arms, she didn't seem to be aware of the danger coming.
"The car is coming."
"I know." She stretched out her hands and passed under his arms, like the softest but unable to break free branches, wrapped around his body and melted into her breath.
"Since the husband doesn't want to live anymore, the concubine won't live anymore. Let's go down and be a companion."
Ji Ze's body trembled.
"You... want to follow me?"
Lin Lang didn't answer directly, but said, "I heard that Huangquan Road is very dark, my husband, I'm a little scared, please hold me tight, and hold me tighter."
Ji Ze couldn't help hugging her even harder.
The fragrance of her hair, the warm breath, the soft skin, every inch and every thing is so familiar, so familiar that it seems to be a part of the flesh and blood, inseparable.
During this period of time, he has been thinking about how to escape from her and resist her, and he has to please her and flatter her on the surface. However, he has become accustomed to the existence of the other party without knowing it.
He longs to be valued and acknowledged by her, even if it takes another form of punishment.
"You won't lie to me? Are you willing to die with me?" He carefully searched the expression on her face with his eyes, refusing to let go of any strangeness.
Lin Lang stared at him, and slowly buried her head in the hollow of his shoulder.
The train approached quickly, and Ji Ze vaguely heard the urging voice ahead.
And she didn't leave.
With him, in front of the train, on the rails, even if the next second is blood spattering.
She didn't even raise her face to look at the terrified eyes of the people around her, completely entrusting him with the choice of life and death.
Live together and die together, and go to hell together.
Is this her new lie? Will he be smashed to pieces
This love is as sweet and clear as mellow wine, but he doesn't know whether it is poisonous wine or intoxicating fine wine.
She was so good at acting that he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.
"Can I...can I trust you?"
Ji Ze's fingers swept over the broken hair on her sideburns, stroked her eyebrows, and muttered to himself.
"Zizizi—"
The sound of the train running was too loud, and there was a lot of noise nearby.
It was only two or three meters away from them.
Ji Ze didn't move.
Lin Lang also stayed docilely in his arms.
His long arms suddenly exerted force and tightly wrapped around Lin Lang's waist, like a wire, entangled her in circles, and could no longer break free.
"Then madam, let's go to the underworld together."
The man leaned into her ear, his gentle tone was somewhat cruel and indifferent, "Since you love me, you won't be willing to let me go alone, right?"
He held her firmly with his big palm, refusing to let anyone escape.
It was too late for her to run.
Lin Lang felt that there must be a bruise at the waist.
She didn't say anything, and gently opened and closed her lips against the man's neck, "Okay."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Ah, dead—"
Someone saw this scene of "sacrificing love" and screamed subconsciously.
After rubbing my eyes, I realized that there was a person lying beside the railroad track, and the train happened to pass by.
"You two are really serious, you can't commit suicide if you can't think about it..."
The stranger, who was covered in cold sweat from being frightened by them, touched his forehead, and had to come over and ask a few words, "Is there any contradiction that can't be discussed properly? You can cross the same boat after ten years of cultivation, and you can sleep together after one hundred years of cultivation!"
Ji Ze didn't respond to him.
At the critical moment, he suddenly rolled to the side with Lin Lang in his arms and dodged away.
"Husband?" Lin Lang showed puzzled eyes, "I don't want to..."
"I won't die, let's not die, okay?" He was lying on the ground, the back of his hand was scratched by the sand, and blood dripped out, but he didn't care, his eyes were fully focused, reflecting his wife's appearance.
He raised his hand slightly, brushing away the dust on her cheeks.
"I haven't lived enough, I don't want to die."
"I haven't loved anyone well yet, and I don't want to die."
"I have not… "
Lin Lang put up her finger and put it between his lips.
"Then let's go home."
"good."
Ji Ze kissed her finger very tenderly, as if no one was there.
stranger:"… "
Is his presence so weak
Returning to Ji Mansion again, J Ze's state of mind is quite different.
Mother Ji caught her "missing and addicted" son at the door again.
"What's the matter with you? Didn't I tell you to accompany Huixin well? Why did I hear Huixin say that you haven't been to her for a day? If this continues, how will you ask your mother to explain to the Qin family?" She Turning to stare at Linlang again, "Is it something you did good? A woman who wants to climb on the head of the master all day long to be a domineering man, do you want to show some face?"
"Grandpa is happy."
Ji Ze took Lin Lang's hand and looked directly at Mother Ji's dumbfounded expression.
"You... what did you say?"
The man's expression was stern, and his words were clear, "I'm her man, and I spoiled her sour and jealous temperament and temper. If mother doesn't like it, just go for her son and don't trouble my wife."
Compared with the unnaturalness of the previous two times, Jize's response this time is much more decisive.
"Mother, I hope you will remember that my wife is the mistress of the Ji Mansion, the only housewife. Please be more polite to her in the future."
Mother Ji had never seen such a son before, she felt a little strange, and said, "But Huixin is you..."
"Right now, I just want to cherish Lin Lang." Jize turned to look at the woman beside him, "After some things, I realized that some people are more worthy of my protection."
As he said that, he took Lin Lang away without giving Mother Ji any time to react.
As soon as he entered the door, Jize stood behind Lin Lang, and naturally unbuttoned her coat, hung it on the wooden coat rack, and carefully smoothed out the wrinkles.
"Sit for a while, I'll let someone boil some hot water to drive you away from the cold." Jize went out again.
Lin Lang watched him leave with a smile.
When he came back, he saw a box spread out on the bed, and Lin Lang was putting things into it. He took a closer look, and saw some small things such as leather whips, handcuffs, and red candles.
A gust of heat engulfed Jize's thin skin, he turned his head away uncomfortably, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you... want to play games again?"
But Lin Lang said, "Don't you like this, Husband? I plan to clean it up and burn it directly in the fire, so as not to upset Husband."
Jize was taken aback, warmth welled up in his heart.
The woman bent down and looked back, and smiled at him, "Didn't it be agreed? We have to start over, tolerate each other, be honest, and never separate each other. I also want to do something for my husband, even if it is just some trivial changes. .”
He unconsciously rubbed the pocket of his trousers, which contained a pocket watch.
That was Bert's last chance for him.
Lin Lang closed the box, put the copper lock on it, lifted it up and placed it at the foot of the bed. After finishing this, she rolled up the blood-stained sheets on the bed again, took a new brocade quilt from the cabinet, raised her hand and shook it away, and Jize glimpsed the twining embroidered quilt in the corner.
She bent down and smoothed out the creases in the quilt.
Caught off guard, her waist tightened, she was pulled up by a strong force, and she staggered and fell in front of his chest.
"Sorry, I have something to hide from you!"
"Husband?" She raised her head and met his eyes suspiciously.
The copper-gold pocket watch was shaken before her eyes, and the edge was painted dark blue.
"This is?"
Jize was silent for a while, "Bert gave me a token. He has a lifelong friendship with Marshal Pan. With this token, he can make the other party fulfill his wish."
Lin Lang was a little surprised when he heard this.
She really didn't expect that the hero actually hid his tricks. Lin Lang clicked her tongue in her heart, the hero is worthy of being the Son of Destiny, she has made him like this, and there is still a noble person to help.
If he hadn't taken the initiative to confess, she would not have discovered this important clue.
So, did this shrewd man really believe her lie
"Husband, do you want to get rid of my concubine?"
Lin Lang lowered her head, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was depressed, "That's right, I have done so many things I shouldn't have done to my husband, it's normal for my husband to want my life."
"If possible, there is one more request before the concubine dies."
Her tone became choked up, "Husband, can you put on the last shroud for my concubine?"
Ji Ze couldn't see her tearful appearance, so he quickly hugged her into his arms, and couldn't help stroking the soft hair, "What are you talking about? You won't die, I won't let you die .Even if we have to die, we will wait a hundred years before our children and grandchildren will die!"
"real?"
Lin Lang blinked emotionally, and the teardrops swirling in her eye sockets suddenly rolled down and ran across her cheeks.
"Really, what I say always counts."
The back of his hand gently wiped her cheek, as if coaxing a child, the pocket watch was hung around Lin Lang's neck, "Look, I gave it to you, don't you have to be afraid?"
"Is this okay?" Lin Lang picked up the silver chain with her fingers and said intentionally, "Ms. Burt specially gave it to my husband for self-defense. You gave this concubine a bad woman who does all kinds of evil. Maybe you will regret it later."
Ji Ze couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard her "bitter" "speech in anger".
His teeth are not straight, and his canine teeth are slightly raised. When he usually smiles, he is reserved, and no one else can see the difference. This was the first time Lin Lang had seen this kind of smile on his face, showing a mouthful of white teeth, hearty and unconcerned, not so much a man, but more like a simple seventeen or eighteen year old boy without a city.
"There is a saying that if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. If Madam kills and sets fire, as a husband, you should be the one who let the wind out at the door."
"Your Majesty, you really don't regret it?"
"No regrets."
He leaned over and skillfully asked for a kiss.
Linlang folded her wrist and was about to hook the man's neck, but unexpectedly, the other party was more active than her. Without her saying anything, she clung to her, her body clinging to her so tightly that he couldn't breathe. Also reluctant to leave.
Good boy.
Your life is now in my hands.