C648 What a Precious Kiss
0Warmth looks forward and continues to sink into memory.
One could imagine how difficult life had been at that time.
He had no home. At the worst, he had slept in a bridge with his father.
She thought of her mother and couldn't understand why her mother could leave her and her father behind.
She wanted to ask her father where her mother had gone to.
However, when she saw her father's increasingly thin face and the lonely figure standing in the rented house at night, she was sensible enough to not mention her mother.
She knew that the one who was most upset should be her father.
From that moment on, her father was the only person in her world.
She loved singing and dancing since she was young, so when her father set up the stall, she tried to use singing to attract people.
Because her people were obedient and her singing was sweet, her father's stall business was surprisingly good.
A smile appeared on her father's face.
Although life was tough, and they would be harassed by all kinds of ruffians and hooligans, life was still pushing forward day by day. The father and daughter relied on each other to live.
However, the heavens did not bless them in the end.
When she had just taken the college entrance exam and they had basically paid off their debts, Her father, on the other hand, had been suffering from a chronic illness. One night, when he returned home, he suddenly fainted. When the pedestrians who passed by found out that he had not opened his eyes when he was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, he did not open his eyes again.
At that time, there was still a month before the college entrance examination. After this setback, her college entrance examination results fell drastically, and in the end, she barely managed to enroll in a third-rate university.
From then on, her world was filled with loneliness.
Every time it was late at night, she would think of her father's smiling face when he faced her when he was still alive.
Tears blurred her eyes, and her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton.
She walked forward with warmth and a blank face, allowing her thoughts to fly about.
The car's horn rang with a beeping sound, and a force came from her hand, pulling her back in an instant.
"Be careful."
The man's deep voice rang out. He raised his warm almond eyes that were filled with tears, and his tears could not help but flow down.
The weak and sad expression made Jiang Lingfeng's heart tighten.
A trace of love flashed in his eyes. Jiang Lingfeng raised his hand and lovingly wiped away her tears. "Warm, don't cry."
The gentle words made the warm tear gland even more developed.
She hurriedly wiped away her tears and sniffled. "Look at me. Seriously, it's a little hypocritical."
"It's alright, in front of me, you can be the most real yourself"
Jiang Lingfeng half-hugged her and his voice was low and gentle.
He gently bit his lips. He didn't even need to lift his eyes to feel his burning gaze.
A warm touch came from his cold skin. It was Jiang Lingfeng wiping away her tears bit by bit.
On the empty street, men and women were hugging each other. The dim light of the street pulled their shadows long and long.
The tip of the nose was surrounded by the pleasant smell of men. It was obviously cold, but it made people feel inexplicably at ease. The skin on the warm face became hot little by little.
His heart was beating violently, as if it was going to jump out of his chest.
She barely managed to calm the ripples in her heart and spoke to break the ambiguous atmosphere.
"That, the five hundred thousand yuan that my father owes the He family, can I slowly return it to you?"
She owed him another favor.
What did he say?
There was no need to worry about having too many debts.
It seemed that her skin had become thicker and thicker.
"Are you splitting up with me again?"
Jiang Lingfeng lifted her chin and asked her to look into his eyes. "Warm, I remember I told you, mine is yours. yours is still yours. Of course, if you really want to return it, then... "
Jiang Lingfeng fell silent and slowly tilted his head.
A warm touch came from his red lips. The warmth blinked and controlled his thunderous heartbeat. His delicate hand grabbed the corner of his shirt and slowly closed his eyes.
Did he mean to use one of her kisses to offset five hundred thousand?
What a precious kiss!
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