Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

——I hope that Jane Yan will always be my stepmother, love me forever, and I will always love her.

The future is unknown, and what he wants most is what he cherishes most now. He hopes that God can hear his sincere prayers.

Ever since Jian Yan came to his side, she pulled him ashore. He no longer had to struggle desperately in the quagmire, and his life became peaceful and happy.

He hopes that this peace and tranquility will always last.

At this time, a shooting star streaked across the sky. People who lit lanterns and made wishes saw it and exclaimed, “Shooting star! I thought I wouldn’t see it today!”

Tong Huaimu opened his eyes in surprise, just in time to catch the last glimmer of light sliding down from afar, leaving a flash of light that disappeared in an instant.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"What wish did you make?" Jian Yan leaned against the railing, looking at him with a smile, seeming very interested.

"A wish... won't come true if I tell it out loud, so I won't tell you!" The young man finally found a reasonable reason.

Her long hair was blown by the breeze, and she put it behind her ears. Her face was illuminated by the lanterns in the sky, and her expression was gentle and indulgent. "Yes, we can't speak out our wishes. However, we encountered a shooting star today, which means that dreams will come true."

"Will!"

Even though the boy was no longer gloomy all day, he was still very quiet and rarely smiled like this.

Jian Yan was surprised, then said seriously: "You look beautiful when you smile, you should smile more in the future."

“No…no!”

He stumbled back, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and got angry out of shame. In the dark night, his cheeks quietly turned red.

"I'm praising you, why are you angry?"

Jian Yan said with a smile, looking around and saw the man walking up under the bridge.

The other person looked calm and friendly in a brown suit, with a good figure and a beautiful figure when walking. Even though she was picky, she had to admit that Tong Ruixiao was a person with outstanding figure and temperament.

"Oh, your dad bought the lamp, let's go get it."

As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the right from the middle of the bridge.

Tong Ruixiao also saw Jian Yan and smiled. Although she was wearing a black suit that blended into the night, for some reason, he could spot her in the crowd at a glance.

It was as if all the people on and under the bridge disappeared, leaving only the two of them looking at each other.

One glance for thousands of years.

Look into the other person's eyes and see the subtle expressions in the light and dark.

The wind blew her hair and also messed up his mood.

Although he did not "search for her for thousands of times and then look back to see her", his heart was filled with the same incomparable joy that he had with her.

He strode towards her with the unlit lamp in his hand.

She paused when she saw him, until he walked up to her and said apologetically, "I was late, and there were only two lanterns left at the nearby stall, so I took them all back."

"Two is fine too, Xiao Mu can have one and you can have one, and I won't need one." She didn't care about that. She was accompanying Xiao Mu to watch the Lantern Festival today, so as long as he had one, it would be fine.

Tong Ruixiao handed her a lamp and said with a gentle smile, "Here you go. I don't believe in gods or Buddhas."

At this moment, a sharp force rushed over from behind. The instinct he had developed from facing danger for many years made his smile freeze instantly. He suddenly turned his body to the right, stretched out his hand to pull her out and protect her behind him.

"what are you doing--"

Jian Yan's sudden exclamation came to an abrupt end when the bright silver light of the dagger flashed past her eyes, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

The other party was a thin bald man wearing a white sportswear and a mask, holding a dagger and stabbing quickly. His movements were very agile and explosive, and it was obvious that he had received professional training.

"He's coming for me, leave now!"

When Tong Ruixiao found out that the target was not her but herself, she pushed her away, fearing that she would be affected. Her back hit the railing, making a dull sound, and she frowned in pain.

Jian Yan dodged the attack and almost fell down. He staggered and held on to the tourists beside him before he could keep his footing.

The man missed the target and then rushed towards Tong Ruixiao again, fighting with him. "Go to hell!"

The unusual movement and commotion attracted everyone's attention. They all looked over here. After seeing the cold light of the dagger, they shouted in fear: "Someone is using a knife to hurt people! Run!"

Everyone looked terrified and screamed as they fled under the bridge.

When the dagger was less than a fist away from his face, Tong Ruixiao quickly turned his head to avoid the opponent's attack. The opponent had no time to change direction and rushed to the railing, stabbing the dagger in his hand on the stone railing, making a sharp and piercing sound.

"Oh!"

He took advantage of the situation and punched the man in the lumbar spine. He grabbed the man's left wrist that was supporting the railing and twisted it back hard, removing the man's left arm. "Crack!"

"what!"

A scream of pain was heard, and Jian Yanxin suddenly raised his head.

After weighing the pros and cons, she rushed forward, appearing silently and taking the opportunity to hit the opponent's right arm holding the dagger with her elbow.

Under the double blow, the opponent's hand loosened and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

She bent down to pick it up, but heard a slight metallic sound and her body suddenly froze.

In a flash, the man pulled out a pistol, loaded the gun with the strength of his knee, and was about to shoot at her.

Tong Ruixiao's pupils contracted, his face turned pale in an instant, and he shouted, "He has a gun, Xiao Jian, get out of the way!"

While shouting, he grabbed the killer's removed right arm with one hand and grabbed his neck with the other, trying to pin him to the ground.

Jian Yan was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. She didn't expect that the criminal had a gun in his hand!

"boom--"

The killer pulled the trigger.

The loud gunshot stopped the screaming crowd for a moment. Everyone froze and looked towards the scene in horror.

The next moment, everyone realized what was happening and ran around screaming even louder and sharper, "Ah! Murder!"

Because Tong Ruixiao reminded her in time, Jian Yan rolled over quickly, and the bullet hit the stone bridge board less than half an inch away from her, emitting smoke.

She stared at the spot where the bullet had been buried, and could still see the spark. She was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, shaking all over.

But she was distracted for only a moment, and immediately she grasped the dagger in her hand, climbed up vigorously, and anxiously called his name: "Tong Ruixiao!"

The gangster was initially pinned to the ground by Tong Ruixiao, but he bounced back and seriously injured him.

Although Tong Ruixiao has combat experience, he is no match for these assassins who dare to kill people in public. They have received more professional training and are not afraid of death. Even an old mercenary may not be able to escape.

In addition, he had a gun in his hand, so Tong Ruixiao could only and had to fight him to the death.

If this assassin escapes control, the gun in the other party's hand will not only take his life, but also shoot through the hearts of his wife and children!