Chapter 202: I love your good, and I love your bad

Lu Siyin was quick-witted and shouted "Ouch", covering her arm and pretending to fall to the ground. As a result, she lost her balance and her left foot tripped over her right foot, so the tragedy happened. With a "pop"

sound

Lu Siyin lay straight on the ground with stars in her eyes. This time she was really not pretending. The impact almost knocked the water out of her brain!

Not to mention her left arm, which was reflexively supported when kissing the earth, and now it is like useless.

Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply!!!

The next second, I felt someone picked her up from the ground.

Zhou Zipei was angry and amused: "You will scare me to death sooner or later!"

Lu Siyin said weakly: "My arms hurt so much! My hands hurt, my legs hurt, my head hurts, my feet hurt, my whole body hurts."

Hearing her say this, Lu Jingshu stopped her hurried steps to find the fake Cheng Wei to settle the score, and turned back, but her face was still not good.

Zhou Zipei walked a few steps into the villa, carefully placed Lu Siyin on the sofa, looked at her very pale face, sighed softly, and said distressedly: "It hurts a lot."

Lu Siyin was afraid that they would go out again, and nodded with tears squeezed out of her eyes.

"Let me see." Lu Jingshu squatted in front of her.

Lu Siyin hummed twice, took off his thick coat, and rolled up his sleeves little by little.

His arm, which was tied up with a bandage, was exposed.

After such a torment, the wound that had not yet healed was now bleeding a little.

The clean white bandage was stained with a bright red, which was very dazzling.

Zhou Zipei took a deep breath and suppressed the extremely manic factor in his heart, wishing that the man would pay him back a thousand times.

Lu Jingshu slowly untied the dirty bandage. Although she was mentally prepared, when she saw the ugly wound, she couldn't help but hold her breath. The corners of her upturned eyes were stained with an evil red, and there was a coldness in her eyes.

Zhou Zipei clenched his fists until they creaked, with a frightening sternness and strong murderous aura between his brows.

Even Chu Mian, who was usually gentle, had a cold look in his eyes.

Lu Siyin said quickly: "Hey, calm down! I don't feel any pain now, and I feel like I'm almost well. And I've already settled the score with him. Not only did I injure his left arm, but I also injured his right arm and a leg. I guess he won't be able to leave the house for a few days."

There was a hint of pride in his tone.

Lu Jingshu and the other two did not soften their expressions because of her words.

"It's just a few superficial injuries, which is far from enough." Zhou Zipei gritted her teeth and said.

"Yes, yes, yes," Lu Siyin was afraid of irritating them again, and said earnestly: "But at least we can't go to him now. Not only will we make a fuss, but there may also be unnecessary sacrifices."

This is the truth, and they may not understand it, but when the person they care about the most is bullied, they can only swallow their anger for the time being.

This feeling is really...uncomfortable.

Lu Siyin felt that this little injury was nothing, and seeing them so nervous, his heart couldn't help but warm.

"Huh, sister, please apply medicine to me! If I leave it alone, I'm afraid I will lose too much blood." Lu Siyin changed the subject.

Lu Jingshu took out a small white porcelain bottle with powder in it. It should have the effect of relieving pain. After applying it, the pain was gone immediately, and there was a refreshing and cool feeling.

The wound stopped bleeding visibly, and Lu Siyin's face also turned red, which showed that the medicine had taken effect.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I feel so comfortable. Sister, what kind of medicine is this? It's so magical." Lu Siyin made small talk, trying not to let them bring up the topic of arithmetic again.

Lu Jingshu said, "It has no name."

She was usually too lazy to name the medicine she made, unless she wanted to sell it to make money, then she would just pick out two words from the corners.

Lu Siyin said, "Very good, then I will reluctantly give him a name!"

"As the saying goes, if King Yan calls me to die at three o'clock, I will cut my neck at two o'clock."

Others: "..." Where is this saying from?

They looked at her: So call King Yan three o'clock or two o'clock.

Thinking of her always strange brain circuit, they felt that naming him "cutting neck" was not impossible

. Who knew that they still underestimated Lu Siyin.

Lu Siyin smiled shyly and said, "Then I will give him a name: call me."

Lu Jingshu: "..."

Zhou Zipei: "..."

Chu Mian: "..."

Zhou Zipei clapped his hands in cooperation, and said with a fake smile: "Well, good name."

Lu Siyin looked at Lu Jingshu with expectation again, his eyes were bright as if thousands of stars lived in them.

Lu Jingshu's face was wooden, and she said stiffly

, "Yeah, it sounds good." Chu Mian tried to hold back his laughter and responded, "Your sister is right."

Lu Siyin was satisfied, and smiled, holding the small porcelain bottle, saying "call me" one by one.

...

In the middle of the night

Chu Mian woke up inexplicably from his sleep. He stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, then stood up as if he had sensed something, put on his clothes, and opened the door. Sure enough

, there was a figure standing on the balcony downstairs, without turning on the lights, and the whole person was trapped in darkness.

Like a puppet, he was motionless, staring out the window, not knowing what he was looking at.

The silence of the night allowed Lu Jingshu's emotions to be slightly released, and the loneliness and loss that permeated her drowned her like a tsunami, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Chu Mian sighed imperceptibly and walked back into the house. A minute later, when he came out again, he had a coat on his arm.

He walked lightly behind Lu Jingshu, shook out his coat, and draped it over her shoulders, but he did not stop there. His hand naturally fell on her thin shoulders and just held them.

"I can't sleep."

Lu Jingshu's eyes reflected the stars in the sky, and she hummed softly after a long while.

After a while, Chu Mian did not speak again. He accompanied her silently, looking up at the twinkling lights in the sky together.

"Could he be there?" Lu Jingshu's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Chu Mian knew she was talking about Cheng Wei. Although it was inappropriate to say this at this time, he still felt a little sad. He

slightly increased the strength of his hands, hugged her body that was chilled by the wind, and said softly, "I will be there."

I don't know if it was because it was too quiet in the middle of the night, or because Chu Mian was as tolerant as the moonlight at this time, Lu Jingshu suddenly wanted to confide.

This idea came so suddenly that even she herself did not expect it.

"Cheng Wei and I met in 2027, in a prison. After I got out, I founded Ghost with him. We are both friends and confidants."

Chu Mian listened quietly, and when he heard a certain word, he wondered: "Prison"

In 2027, she was only fourteen years old and had been in prison for a period of time. His girl seemed to have suffered a lot before meeting him.

"Yeah."

Chu Mian lowered his head and kissed her forehead, sighing and cherishing.

Lu Jingshu suddenly raised her eyelids and looked at him, saying: "I am the Sin Valve, Ghost grew up in my hands, you..."

She suddenly stopped, not knowing how to say it.

Chu Mian smiled, pinched her shoulders, and said softly: "What if you are a criminal? Whether you are a bad guy or a righteous good person, in my eyes, you are Lu Jingshu. I love your goodness, and I also love your badness."

Lu Jingshu was stunned, and her heart moved.

It seems that this world... is not so lonely...