Weiyang woke up and saw him holding her mobile phone, and asked confusedly, "Who is calling?"
He looked calm and said calmly, "Wrong call."
After finishing speaking, he cut off the call. He stepped forward, rubbed her bangs lovingly, and gently slid his fingertips across the corners of her eyes to wipe away the moisture, "Why are you crying?"
Weiyang felt very uneasy when she thought about that terrible dream...
She leaned into his arms and absorbed the warmth from his body, "I dreamed about my mother. She seemed to be going somewhere far away. No matter how I shouted, she wouldn't wait for me."
"Kang Mu, I'm so scared... You said, nothing will happen to my mother, right?" She felt inexplicably uneasy and panicked in her heart, as if something would happen, making her uneasy.
He held her in his arms, lowered his eyes and stared at the anxiety on her face. A trace of apology appeared in his heart, and then he curled his lips and said, "You think too much. It will be fine. I will tell you as soon as there is news."
She smiled sweetly and responded with a happy smile, "Kang Mu, you are so kind to me."
Hearing this, he was slightly startled, and the smile on his face couldn't hold on, and became a little bit stiff...
He patted her comfortingly, "I have something to go to the study to take care of first. Just wait for me here."
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After he left, Weiyang saw that the table in his room was a little messy and helped to clean it up. However, she accidentally dropped the cup with a clang and the glass shattered on the floor. She became even more frightened and uneasy.
And the suburban streets at this time...
A silver sports car was driving at high speed, drifting and turning, accelerating forward and whipping up a gust of wind.
In the car, Shen Lingjun tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his black eyes burning with flames, sadness and hatred...
It was grandma's birthday, but he overheard his father looking for that woman at the door of the study. Shen Lingjun felt sad, remembering that his mother was lying dying in the hospital that year, waiting hard for him to take a look...
However, he did not show up until his mother was buried!
Thinking of this, Shen Lingjun slid down the gear and accelerated!
Unexpectedly, at the turning point ahead, a person suddenly appeared.
He was startled. He stepped on the brakes and twisted the steering wheel with his backhand. The wheels made a sharp friction sound with the ground...
Immediately afterwards, there was deathly silence.
On the dim road, the lights of the silver sports car flashed slightly, and the woman on the ground lay in a pool of blood...
Shen Lingjun's hand holding the steering wheel couldn't help but tremble a little, and his knuckles were white and cold.
He also sobered up a lot...
Pushing open the car door and striding forward, Li Qinglin was covered in blood and dying...
He killed someone!
Realizing this, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted. He stepped back in vain and almost fell. He just held on to the car door to steady himself.
At the same time, Xia Weiyang's finger was pricked by the glass and blood came out.
She took back her hand in pain and was slightly startled.
There was always a bad feeling, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Maybe, she is overthinking...
Weiyang hurriedly cleaned up the broken glass on the ground, and then helped him continue to clean it up. She saw a photo frame on the table, placed face down.
She reached out to take it, but at this moment, he reached out and grabbed the thing in her hand. He put it aside and turned it around to face him.
That photo was a group photo of him, Hanwen, Wei'an, and the three of them. If she saw it now, the game would not be able to continue...
"What kind of photo is that? Let me see it."
She wanted to get it, but he held her cheek with both hands, leaned over and kissed her lips, whispering, "You want to see, there will be many opportunities in the future."
She always felt as if he deliberately didn't want her to see the photos...
"Kang Mu..."
"Shh..." He put his finger on her lips, turned his face slightly, and looked at her closely, his hot breath caressing her cheek, hot...
"Be serious." His lips fell lightly on hers. Her heartstrings trembled slightly. Her hands hesitated for a few seconds, but she still lightly hooked his neck, while his big hands pressed against her lower back, keeping them close to each other.