Chapter 147： Ill be with you from now on (2/2)

Mr. Jin, who used to say these words, did say that he was an extremely arrogant Cinderella, but after he really chased him, the white moonlight in his heart became sticky rice grains, and Lin Yan's morbid desire to control He was unbearable and felt irritable.

On the night of his derailment, Lin Yan held up a big belly with a knife in her hand, desperately trying to die with him, he almost thought that he was about to confess that night.

Afterwards, the man sent Lin Yan to the hospital. After diagnosis, Lin Yan suffered from a mental illness and had a family history. The wife of the dignified Jin family was a lunatic, and the Jin family heir’s mother was a pervert, which made the man intolerable. .

Since then, Lin Yan has been kicked out of the Jin family, but the man with the concept of blood and blood does not allow Jin Yang to live outside. After all, he is his own son, even if he dies, he will die in the Jin family's house.

After inheriting the family business, men suffer from not serious heart rhythm anxiety, and often take some related drugs, which lasts for several years.

If he hadn't been able to have another one, and went to the hospital for examination with suspicion, he might have been kept in the dark.

Lin Yan bought a medicine and exchanged his pills. Taking it all the year round has caused his sperm activity to be extremely low. For an old family who regards heirs and inheritance, nothing is more cruel than this.

The man was already at the extreme of anger. He beat Lin Yan all over with blood, but Lin Yan didn't care at all. She cursed with the most piercing words, and sprayed **** saliva on the man's face.

So on that rainy day, Jin Yang, who was only five years old, looked at his father with a heavy object in his hand, and hit his mother who had gone silent.

The crimson blood on the smooth floor slowly flowed out of the door, mixing with the rain outside. The continuous sound of rain mixed with the muffled sound of slamming deeply plunged into Jin Yang's heart. .

Whenever it rains, he hears the ticking sound, and he thinks of the bloodshot eyes of his father and the stiff eyes of his mother on that **** afternoon.

That was the deepest nightmare in his heart, and it was also the fundamental source of the nightmare.

The sound of rain outside the window was still continuous. It seemed that he was about to drain all the water vapor that hadn't been in the past three years. Jin Yang sank deeper and deeper in the darkness. A pair of hands in the crimson sea of ​​blood pulled him into hell.

A voice said in his ears over and over again: ”You are a ghost that grows in hell, and you will never escape forever.”

His strong muscles were tightly tangled under the thin quilt, cold sweat soaked the shirt layer by layer, and dried up coldly.

He was hesitating in his heart, as if he had returned to the dark days of his childhood, with mania and anger pulling his nerves.

At this moment, there was a familiar voice in his ears, softly and softly. If Youruowu was floating in the deep consciousness, Jin Yang's heart trembled fiercely, as if a drowning man suddenly grabbed his hands. Walking on the edge of darkness suddenly opened a crack that spilled out of the sun.

He shuddered unconsciously, trying to catch the person who made the noise, but his arm couldn't move.

Suddenly, a slender but powerful palm smashed his clenched fist, the cold sweat in the palm was blown by the wind, and Jin Yang's heart was chilled suddenly.

But then a soft palm unquestionably clasped his cold fingertips, and he felt a scorching flame from the palm of his palm to his heart.

The darkness in front of him was burned by a hot flame, and the slightly anxious voice became clear.

Jin Yang's body gradually recovered. He tightened his palms abruptly, and opened his eyes with his fingers interlocked. There was a black ceiling in front of him, no different from the darkness in the nightmare. The continuous sound of rain that makes people anxious.

But the softness in his hand was not what he had imagined. He panted lightly, tilted his head slightly, and saw a face with red eyes anxiously.

It's Tutu.

The first time Yin Yiliu was so anxious, she always felt that something was wrong with Jin Yang today, but Jin Yang behaved like normal. Before going to bed, she still thought that a man with a stiff golden thigh could not be afraid of thunder and rain. .

But after lying down, she listened to the sound of wind and rain in her ears, and to the sound of wind roaring outside the window, she always felt that there was a place in her heart that was vacant. All she thought about was Jin Yang's look tonight.

Finally she put on a dress, got up and took a look at Jin Yang's room.

In the dark, the man's sleeping posture was very honest, his eyes closed seemed nothing, just as Yin Yiliu was worried about herself, she heard a very light muffled sound.

With a heart move, she slowly walked to Jin Yang's side. Only then did she realize that the man was sweating, and she was a little worried. Then she touched Jin Yang's shoulder through the quilt, and suddenly felt like he was cramping. Got tight.

Yin Yiliu yelled several times, but Jin Yang remained motionless. She pushed her hands and still didn't move. Her heart suddenly became anxious.

In fact, she rarely yelled Jin Yang by her first name and last name, but this time she was really frightened, and she did not respond even after yelling a few times.

”Jin Yang! Jin Yang, wake up!”

The man's clenched fist didn't know who he was fighting with. She tried her best to break Jin Yang's palm apart and cover his cold hand, even if the hand bone was almost broken, she did not take it out. .

When seeing those golden eyes slowly opening in the dark night, with a fragile feeling of brokenness, Yin Yiliu couldn't help crying, biting her lower lip and crying.

Jin Yang stretched out his hand and slowly wiped away the tears from the corner of the girl's eyes, and said dullly, ”What are you crying?”

Yin Yiliu was blaming herself for not realizing Jin Yang's strangeness in time. If she did not come tonight, would Jin Yang be trapped by this nightmare all night. She sobbed: ”I'm sorry...”

Jin Yang sighed softly, and suddenly propped himself up with his sour arms, and his cold lips approached Yin Yiliu's face hesitantly.

A string of tears hung on the girl's long eyelashes in the dark, and she couldn't bear it when she choked.

Jin Yang had also panicked and prayed in that dark night, can anyone break this endless dream, and can anyone give him a little light?

He had watched indifferently in countless nights, or lived unwillingly in the rainy night. Whenever he woke up dripping, he would realize coldly under the fierce rising sun that there was only himself in this dark world.

But now it's different. There is a girl who puts her palms tightly together with his, and she cries silently because of him. His pale lips suddenly evoke an arc, and she can't help laughing.

Yin Yiliu gritted her teeth, sad and angry in her heart. She was sad because when she saw Jin Yang's fragile side, her heart was like being gripped tightly by a big hand and couldn't breathe; but she was angry. Because of all kinds of worries, I have been hesitant to ask Jin Yang's past, mad at my weakness and hesitation.

Jin Yang's lips were very close to the tip of her nose. He propped up, and there was a slight rubbing noise under him, which was almost invisible in the rainy night.

The cold lips slowly traced the girl's trembling eyes with her closed tears, and kissed away a salty tear. His lips and teeth were grinning with joy, ”Don't cry, be good.”

He is not worth it, but he greedily wants to learn more.

No one released the clasped palms, sobbing Zhongyin Yiliu looked at Jin Yang's deep eyes, and finally looked into his eyes and said, ”Are you afraid of thunder and rain?”

Jin Yang asked in a low voice, ”Do you want to hear my past?”

Even with such an unbearable, such pathetic past, a suffocating childhood with no light, does Tutu really want to hear it?

Yin Yiliu didn't take a step back, her warm palm squeezed the big palm in her hand, trying to convey some warmth to him.

”I want to hear.”

She wants to understand Jin Yang's past, and she wants to bear the pain together with him.

”Okay.” Jin Yang looked down slightly, and since Tutu wanted to listen, he said.

He seemed to be masochistic about his sad childhood, deformed parental relationship, and all the things in the darkness. In the darkness, only the unwavering voice of men mixed with the sound of rain ticking.

Every time Jin Yang said something, it was like analyzing his dirty past. He stripped away his **** scars and showed Yin Yiliu, telling her that in fact, the golden thigh she longed for was just a pathetic person, a body. The man trapped in darkness.

He watched the replay of his twenty-odd years of life. Nothing was in color. He wondered if Tutu would find him sad after hearing this, or if his life is a joke, he would still use pity and pity. Look at him.

Jin Yang felt ashamed, but besides this, he had some expectations. He looked forward to a compassionate hug from Yin Yiliu and comforted him to cherish him. Even so, it would be hundreds of times better than completely disgusting him and staying away from him.

Yin Yiliu listened quietly, shedding tears while listening, she cried silently without making a sound.

After the sound fell silent, the two did not speak any more, only the sound of each other's breathing.

Jin Yang waited a little nervously, but after waiting for a long time, he started to panic.

He couldn't see the look of Yin Yiliu, but his heart couldn't stop falling into darkness.

Yes, is it true that a person like himself is still asking for something, his palm clenched unconsciously, as if to cover up his fear and anxiety.

But then he felt some madness again. If Tutu really hated him, what would he do...

Suddenly, the girl in front of her took a deep breath, as if suppressing the surging emotions.

Jin Yang's heart suddenly mentioned that he knew that the trial was coming.

Whether it is pity or disgust, as long as it is given to him by Tutu, he thinks he can accept it calmly.

But everything that was expected did not come, and another hand slowly pressed on the back of his other hand, and the silhouette of the girl suddenly enlarged in the dark.

There are soft and warm marks on the corners of the lips, very light and light, as if afraid to scare him, but also like temptation.

Jin Yang was suddenly smashed into a huge boulder in his heart, and a pool of stagnant water instantly turned into a torrent. He was dazed, his lips trembling slightly.

The soft kiss was printed along the lips to the tip of his nose, and then on his trembling eyelids.

He heard the tutu mute voice: ”Don't be afraid, I will be with you in the future.”

The author has something to say: After the release, it was found that half of the short