He roared angrily, his eyes red, like a wild beast on the verge of despair.
This is the first time this has happened since I was a kid.
Gu Qingqing felt a pain in her heart.
She didn't want this to happen, but Ling Qianyi didn't love her, so she lived in pain and thought it was all Yun Ying's fault.
But now that she has a child, and Ling Qianyi has not met or contacted Yun Ying for more than ten years, she seems to have let it go.
"Che'er, I'm sorry, mother... mother didn't mean it..." she cried, "Come here first, we'll go out first, and after we get out, mother will apologize to you!"
The ground is shaking so badly it's about to collapse.
Ling Che, however, felt an unprecedented coldness and suffocation. Looking at his mother's crying face and everything that had happened over the years, he felt that his life was a joke.
Oh!
"Che'er, come here!" Ling Qianyi also said.
"Come here quickly, we have to go out!" Gu Qingqing said almost in a pleading tone.
"Master, the stone gate is about to close, let's get out quickly!" Sang Xue was so anxious that she burst into tears.
"Jiaojiao!" Yang Wei also called nervously.
Yun Jiao grabbed his hand, still struggling: "Ling Che, your parents are here, and the misunderstanding has been resolved. Let's end this matter here! I won't pursue it, and you don't have to be trapped in the past!"
After they got out, everything returned to normal, and the two families lived well without disturbing each other.
Ling Che is not the kind of person who is afraid of death. What he fears is living a cowardly life.
Just like now.
When he thought about losing her after he got out, it was as if he had lost some kind of belief, and a crazy light gradually welled up in his eyes:
"You said you would lie to me, but today, I won't!"
With a cold voice, he pinched Yun Jiao and stepped back a few steps, standing on a shaky boulder.
Even if he dies, he will take Yun Jiao with him!
"Che'er, what are you doing!" Gu Qingqing realized his intention and was so scared that she almost fainted, "No, don't!"
Boom——
The thousand-pound stone door slowly descended with a violent shake and was already two-thirds closed.
"Che'er, come here!"
"Jiao Jiao!"
"Let me go!"
More and more dust fell from the top, and the ground shook violently. As the stone door lowered, the light inside became dimmer and dimmer, and a strong sense of urgency and tightness was swaying at this moment.
The person in Ling Che's hand jumped as hard as a carp, and it was so strong that he could hardly catch him.
"You really don't want to be with me!" He looked at Yun Jiao coldly.
"In no mood!"
There is no relationship between them, not even to the point of life and death.
Yun Jiao glared at him, "Let me go now, you can go crazy, but have you ever thought about your parents' feelings? How sad they will be if you do this in front of them!"
His parents won't be sad.
He has been unpopular since he was a child, and his mother has forced him many times. His life till now is just a dream.
He doesn't want to live anymore.
I don't know why I live.
Even she has to go.
"I don't want to let you go," he said with a paranoid smile, "Then let's die together, Yun Jiao, let's die together!"
"Che'er!"
"Jiao Jiao!"
"Let me go!"
Struggling, shouting, pressing, panicking, everyone was nervous and anxious, and Yun Jiao struggled violently.
Ling Che's heart, on the contrary, was very calm. He watched this scene quietly, looked at everyone, and finally, his gaze fell on Yun Jiao's struggling face.
His mother had never cooked noodles for him, so she cooked for him.
His mother had never coaxed him to sleep, but she did it.
She gave him brief, feigned warmth, and then ruthlessly left. He said she was cruel, but he felt she was even more cruel.