"I wanted to kill the innkeeper, but since he took the initiative to hand it over, I just taught him a lesson." Chengfeng seemed to be mentioning something very inconspicuous, his tone unchanged.
"Do you know how important this bead chain is to me? This is the only thing my mother left me. I thought it was gone. I was about to regret it. Now I am back with me. I can't believe it. ." Jie Lan was tearing down holding the bead chain.
When Chengfeng saw Jie Lan, who was almost out of control, he was a little overwhelmed. He persuaded: "Since it is your mother's belongings, you must take good care of it. I won't take it back for you in the future."
Jie Lan raised her dim eyes with tears and looked at this indifferent and unforgiving person, with indescribable gratitude, "But at that time you obviously hated me so much, why did you grab the bead chain for me?"
He was speechless when he was asked. Chengfeng looked at this stubborn woman with a dim expression. He said leisurely: "I don't know, maybe I see you thinking of someone, so I can't bear it."
Jie Lan was grateful to Cheng Feng. Seeing this bead chain and thinking of her mother who had passed away, Jie Lan felt indescribably hurt. Seeing her more and more sad, Chengfeng couldn't bear it for a while, put his hand on her shoulder, and said, "If you want to cry, just rely on me to cry, at least I won't mind tonight."
20 Mind
That thick and powerful hand seemed to be a haven. Although stubborn but fragile in her heart, Jie Lan looked at Chengfeng, and suddenly felt that she wanted to lean on him and cry bitterly. She leaned on Chengfeng’s shoulder and leaned against him. In his arms, in the constant sobbing, he wanted to vent all the humiliation, pain, and disaster that he had endured all the way tonight.
Chengfeng looked at the pitiful woman in his arms, and felt unspeakably sad. He wondered what kind of fate he had with her that would make him meet in this way, and after experiencing so many twists and turns, perhaps it will be unexplainable. Zhong has long been destined to be involved in a difficult and painful life by this woman in her arms.
Although there is nothing in this world to make him nostalgic, but at this moment, I suddenly felt that it is not a very hateful thing to come to this world again for this woman.
When the two were immersed in their own pain, they did not notice the engine battle in the distance. His figure was buried in the night, and the cold expression on his face was erased by the moonlight. He was originally aloof at the moment. So lonely, as if being abandoned by everyone, the empty heart lost the point of landing. It seemed that in the hustle and bustle, he was just a spectator, a lone spectator.
Qing Zhan wanted Tan Qi to say the words that might hurt Jie Lan's heart, or it might unintentionally make the relationship between him and her become awkward and stiff, so he hurried over here, hoping to tell Jie Lan. His own mind, but what he didn't expect was that when he came over, what he saw was such a scene.
But it is also true. Jie Lan is a blood demon, and so is Cheng Feng. The two of them have the same blood flowing, so they can be together so sympathetically, but she always relies on her identity and rarely considers Jie Lan sincerely. Her own feelings made it impossible for them to be close.