It's night.

Lightning and thunder.

Yingqian was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in trance.

A rhythmic tapping sound rang in my ears.

She ignored it.

Until nearly twenty minutes passed.

The knocking on the door hasn't stopped yet.

Ying Qian was so annoyed that she went over to open the door with her slippers on, and cursed rudely:

"You're calling for mourning, right? If you don't go to your father who has grass growing on your grave, what are you going to do to me?"

"elder sister..."

Liangxin stood at the door with his eyes half-closed. The honey lake in his eyes had no more ripples, leaving only a desperate silence.

"It thundered, I was so scared."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Yingqian's face was expressionless and he wanted to knock on the door, but Liangxin stopped him with his hand.

He held on to the door panel tightly.

The fingertips were slightly white due to excessive exertion.

"elder sister..."

The thin lips moved slightly.

From Liang Xin's mouth, a murmur like a prayer came out.

"Believe me, I won't let him do anything to you, and Aunt Tu will be fine..."

"I believe your price has been seen by yourself."

Yingqian crossed his arms.

She looked at Liang Xin, raised her eyebrows and asked:

"What? What do you want from me?"

Liang Xin's figure trembled.

Fear was clearly reflected in his eyes.

He can accept Yingqian beating him and scolding him.

But this completely indifferent, even mocking attitude made Liang Xin feel uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

Is he...

Are you really disgusted by Yingqian?

She would never smile at him again.

What's more, he lost forever the comfort that Yingqian gave him on a thunderstorm night.

The moment this thought occurred.

Liang Xin's whole body couldn't help but tremble.

He couldn't help but step forward, grabbed Yingqian's wrist, and prayed:

"Sister, I really won't let anything happen to you and Aunt Tu! You just need to wait here for a while, and everything will be back to the same as before. We will still..."

Don't wait for him to finish speaking.

Yingqian had slowly taken a step back, and opened Liang Xin's hand as if dusting it off.

"Stop being disgusting here, you are not Ye Lian, why are you pretending to be White Lotus?"

She yawned.

He said words that were like stabbing a knife into Liang Xin's heart.

His tone was still lazy and casual.

"You sent my mother to the hospital and still want to continue erecting the memorial arch. What kind of garbage are you?"

Boom!

A thunder suddenly exploded.

Lightning cuts through the darkness.

Liang Xin's pale face was reflected.

"I'm not..."

His bloodless lips moved, his waist bent down a little, and he was extremely humble in front of Yingqian.

But Yingqian didn't care what his accomplices thought.

She felt it was a waste of time to even look at Liang Xin.

"Stop talking nonsense, the father and the son have a red face and a white face. This kind of drama is not good at all."

Liang Xin's palm was still hanging in the air.

The fingertips were trembling.

He couldn't say anything.

Only a pair of glowing eyes stared intently at Yingqian, wanting to feel a little bit of pity from her.

"If you go to see a doctor because you're afraid of thunder, what's the point of looking for me? I'm not your father."

Yingqian rolled his eyes.

The door was closed unceremoniously.

As for whether Liang Xin standing at the door would be accidentally injured.

Who cares about her?

She is not the Virgin Mary.

Yingqian cannot do this kind of thing to save all sentient beings.

Liangxin stood at the closed door of the room.

There was constant thunder outside the window.

But this once brought him endless fear.

At this time, there was no ripple in his heart.

There is nothing shallower than losing a baby.

Even more terrifying.

Liangxin covered her face,

The thin lips trembled non-stop.

One could vaguely tell that there were only two words he said over and over again:

"elder sister..."

A door blocks out all movement.

There were only bursts of thunder.

Yingqian sank into the soft bed again.

When there was a small tapping sound, her eyes lit up, she quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the window in two or three steps.

"You are from Hua Yuanyi, right? You..."

The curtains were pulled open.

However, the person standing in front of her was not Hua Yuanyi's subordinate.

But Jiangling.

He stood outside the window, in the heavy rain, with a handsome face that was bloodless, but even so, he still raised the corners of his lips and smiled at Yingqian.

He said:

"Long wait."

"you...."

Yingqian's eyes widened.

She didn't expect it.

I will see Jiangling at this moment.
To be continued...