nostalgic

The case of Lin Ling's forced marriage and mother killing caused great waves on the Internet. Most of the netizens condemned a few sympathizers.

Lucheng Morning News immediately broadcast the video about the case. Even though the interviewee's face was mosaiced and the voice was processed, Tang Yun still recognized Jane Lai from her lonely and deserted figure.

Jane Lai seems to be intentionally strengthening the conflict between Lin Ling's mother and daughter, and she is considerate of Lin's mother in every way in her words, but she is quite indignant when she mentions Lin Ling.

Tang Yun frowned as she looked at the deserted figure in the picture, strands of chill ran down her spine to her heart.

"I'm so stupid, how can I entrust Lin Ling's fate to such a person who fears the world will not be chaotic?" Tang Yun muttered to herself standing in front of the monitor like a statue.

The next day, Tang Yun returned home from the hospital. After getting off the car, Tang Yun subconsciously turned her head to look at Jian's house. Jiang Nan was wearing a bathrobe and lying lazily on the window sill, smoking. The middle light flickers on and off, like little fireflies floating in the dark valley.

"Yun Yun." Jiang Nan was disturbed by the sound of the courtyard door opening, and Tang Yun understood Jiang Nan's lip shape through the orange light.

"Extremely tired?" When Tang Yun opened the door, the Jiangnan people were already seated in the living room on the first floor.

"So tired." Tang Yun took off her shoes and shrank into a ball beside Jiang Nan.

"Just do your best in Lin Ling's affairs. Don't force yourself too much. You are just one of thousands of ordinary people. Don't try to change anything." Jiang Nan repeatedly stroked Tang Yun's soft black hair with his fingertips.

"Even the Jian family can't change?" Tang Yun asked tentatively.

"The Jian family can go back ten or 20 years, of course, but the current Lucheng has long passed the era when the Jian family covered the sky with one hand." Jiang Nan's hand rubbing motion stopped unconsciously.

"In that case, I shouldn't be begging Jane Lai." Tang Yun closed her eyes wearily and sighed.

"That person has neither power nor money now, so why should he turn upside down?" Jiang Nan silently withdrew his palm resting on Tang Yun's long hair.

"Jiangnan, what should I do?" Tang Yun leaned on Jiangnan's shoulder and her cheek slipped silently, brushing against the softest ups and downs of Jiangnan's chest.

"Just wait quietly for the verdict, but Yunyun, you must remember the feeling of powerlessness now, you must remember." Jiang Nan changed the subject, and his fingers lovingly fell back into Tang Yun's hair.

"Jiangnan, do you recognize Lu Yuntou?" Tang Yun curled up on Jiangnan's lap and waited for the answer.

"Lu Yuntou? I recognize it. It's an old acquaintance." Jiang Nan's legs trembled sharply, and from those red lips that made countless men yearn for lust, he spit out an answer similar to Jian Lai.

"Then Lu Yuntou is my mother?" Tang Yun raised her head and looked at Jiangnan's pale face.

"Yes." After a long time, Jiangnan struggled to give the answer under Tang Yun's praying eyes.

"But Yunyun, who asked you to ask me?" Jiang Nan tried his best to calm his voice.

"I found two old photos in the hospital office in the afternoon. Jane Lai said that the person who took the photo with my father in the photo was named Kidou and also named Lu Yuntou. With my father's handwriting, I hurriedly asked Jian Lai if Lu Yuntou in the photo was my mother, but Jian Lai didn't answer, that person asked me to ask you with the photo." Tang Yun answered honestly like a good boy.

The few seconds of still air were infinitely long, and Tang Yun was amazed at Jiangnan Tong's rich expression changes like a drama performance. The face that was still vivid and glamorous at the last moment was distorted into a wrinkled canvas because of the desperate forbearance at this moment. Behind the canvas, there seems to be a huge spring with bottomless depths, and the strong wind and mountain torrents are about to emerge.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have touched your taboo." Tang Yun gently moved away from the body that was in close contact with Jiangnan as if afraid of being noticed.

"Scared you." Jiang Nan's cool fingertips clung to Tang Yun's palm like a bewitching snake's tail. Tang Yun shuddered and straightened her gaze. Jiang Nan's face had already regained calm after a few seconds out of Tang Yun's sight. The red lips inlaid on the pale face raised a mechanically precise arc like the gears of a clock, and the winding and mysterious curves seemed to come from the hands of craftsmen who sculpted day and night under the lamp.

That night, Tang Yun dreamed that Jiangnan had transformed into a monster with a human face and a snake body, coldly perched on the roof of the cave looking for prey, and the scarlet mouth that suddenly occupied two-thirds of her face was spitting out poisonous seeds greedily and terrifyingly.

Tang Yun opened her eyes in a half-dream and half-awake state, and the moonlight on the ceiling blurred into balls in her eyes.

The fine sweat from the temples slowly evaporated in the air, and the cool night wind was sent into the room through the half-open window, and the weak consciousness gradually woke up.

"Rujing, why haven't you slept yet?" Tang Yun put on her pajamas and went to the refrigerator to get water. In the living room, He Rujing was leaning on the sofa with her feet up, and was concentrating on flipping through the stack of books that had been piled up at the corner of the table.

"Jane Lai, tell me to watch over you tonight." He Rujing kept his eyes on the book in front of him.

"I'm fine, go to sleep." Tang Yun said apologetically.

"No." He Rujing put down the book in his hand and shook his head in resistance.

"Your obedience to Jane Lai is unreasonable." Tang Yun unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and the cool liquid exuding air-conditioning quickly flowed along the esophagus into the slower body, and the whole person woke up again.

"This story is very long, where do I start?" He Rujing seemed to be immersed in memories.

Tang Yun held the mineral water bottle in both hands, posing for listening.

"Have you ever been to the Qiantang Sanatorium in Qingchuan City?" He Rujing's question seemed completely off topic.

"I've been there a few times since my father passed away." Tang Yun replied with confusion.

"That's where Jane Lai and I met for the first time." He Rujing paused with a smile, and Tang Yun grabbed the water bottle in her hand upon hearing the sound.

"Before we officially met, I had already heard about Jane Lai. Jane Lai's great reputation in the nursing home was not only because of herself, but more because of rumors about love.

Rumor has it that every month on the morning of NO.12, a beautiful young woman will come to visit Jane Lai. People say that the two of them are lovers. Too many people have witnessed the scene of them getting together and talking softly. The sweet and greasy feelings flowing everywhere seem to make people live in a fragrant peach garden.

Hearing what they said, I am of course looking forward to meeting these two people. Compared to Jane Lai who is rumored to have a gloomy face all day long, I am even more looking forward to seeing that person who people use to describe her as Chi Mei elegant young woman. "Speaking of this, He Rujing's eyes shone like stars.