northernbook Chapter 569: Two Legends of Mermaid Tears (2)
Chapter 569: Two Legends of Mermaid Tears (2)
Dinner was quieter than Song Yuesheng had expected.
Perhaps he was regretting his impulsiveness just now, or he had not figured out how to face her.
At times like this, she just needs to do her own thing quietly.
Too much comes from too little.
She could use Jiang Yunian's phone call just now to hint at forcing him to become a "stand-in", but there were some things he had to think through himself.
after dinner.
Song Yuesheng did not take the gift boxes that were prepared for his colleagues, but only took away the fruits he bought.
"It's still necessary to deliver the distance to the first floor."
She turned around and looked at Lu Xuyan, who insisted on sending her upstairs.
Lu Xuyan answered honestly: "I am worried."
If she really had installed a bug, she would have found an excuse to get him away just now.
In other words.
There were other reasons for her sudden anger.
And the man she took the elevator with last time was not an easy character to deal with.
After such a long time, he might come to her house to block her.
He now regrets saying that ambiguous statement, but if he could go back in time, he would still say that.
Song Yuesheng's gaze passed Lu Xuyan, stayed at the door opposite for a moment, and then looked at him with a smile.
"Are you relieved now?"
Lu Xuyan nodded: "I'll watch you go in."
Song Yuesheng: "But I want to watch you leave before I go home."
Lu Xuyan wanted to say something, but Song Yuesheng pushed him on the shoulder.
"Go back quickly. Don't stay up late. I'm waiting for you to pick me up to go to work tomorrow. I bought those gifts, so don't let anyone misunderstand me."
"Good good."
Lu Xuyan looked back every few steps, and only after he noticed that Song Yuesheng was the only one in the corridor did he feel relieved and walk into the elevator.
Song Yuesheng lowered his head and pressed the code on the door.
Her loose hair hid her cold eyes.
As I walked into the house, it seemed like another door opened.
Just as the door was about to close, a pair of large hands suddenly supported the door frame.
Jiang Yunian appeared in front of her.
Song Yuesheng didn't have time to turn on the light.
Through the light from the corridor, she saw his unusual blue eyes.
The look in his eyes staring at her was sinister and dangerous.
Jiang Yunian opened the door forcefully, squeezed in, and then closed the door.
"Song Yue..."
Before he could utter the word "Sheng", a heavy punch hit him in the stomach.
Jiang Yunian half-knelt on the ground in pain.
However, before he could catch his breath, a pair of hands grabbed his arms. Jiang Yunian felt dizzy and then fell to the ground. His waist hit something like a marble slab and the pain was so severe that he couldn't speak.
"Heh. Before you start stealing from someone's house, you should first find out what the owner of the house does for a living."
Jiang Yunian heard Song Yuesheng's almost indifferent voice.
He shuddered subconsciously.
A moment.
He cursed silently.
It was this sound that gave him nightmares for many years.
"Shh."
Jiang Yunian turned his head.
It was dark and I couldn't see anyone clearly.
But he was all too familiar with the sound of a dagger being drawn.
Wait... wait a moment.
Jiang Yunian finally realized that something was wrong.
wrong.
He is not a thief!
Didn't she see clearly that it was him just now?
"Da da da."
The sound of high heels slowly approached.
Every step seemed to announce that he was one step closer to death.
He covered his aching chest and spoke with difficulty: "Song, Song Yuesheng... No one is more blind than you... um..."
The dagger slashed at the calf.
The man holding the knife was stunned, the dagger fell to the ground, and a voice of doubt rang in his ears.
"Jiang Yunian?"
"Cough, cough, cough—"
Jiang Yunian was so angry that he started coughing violently.
Song Yuesheng was afraid that he was really dead, so he took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight and shone it in his direction.
After seeing Jiang Yunian's resentful face, she showed her shock appropriately.
"Really you?!"
Done.
Song Yuesheng quickly used the light from his cell phone to turn on all the lights in the house.
Jiang Yunian's condition was fully displayed in front of her.
He curled up on the ground, holding his stomach.
The small marble tabletop was broken in the middle.
The whole person looked extremely embarrassed.
In comparison, the knife wound on the left calf was nothing.
She made a cut, not a direct stab.
Song Yuesheng took out the medicine box, walked over hurriedly, squatted on the ground, clasped his hands together, and apologized sincerely.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't know it was you. I thought it was a thief or a robber."
The words fell.
Jiang Yunian suddenly grabbed her wrist and said, "You saw me."
The implication.
There is no case of misidentification.
Song Yuesheng shrugged: "How do I know you have a hobby of wearing colored contact lenses? In the middle of the night, your blue eyes stared at me and called my name. How can I not beat you up like a robber?"
Jiang Yunian raised his hand and touched his eyes.
Just as he was about to explain a few words, he suddenly pulled Song Yuesheng into his arms with force.
He stared at her: "Are you scared?"
Dinner was quieter than Song Yuesheng had expected.
Perhaps he was regretting his impulsiveness just now, or he had not figured out how to face her.
At times like this, she just needs to do her own thing quietly.
Too much comes from too little.
She could use Jiang Yunian's phone call just now to hint at forcing him to become a "stand-in", but there were some things he had to think through himself.
after dinner.
Song Yuesheng did not take the gift boxes that were prepared for his colleagues, but only took away the fruits he bought.
"It's still necessary to deliver the distance to the first floor."
She turned around and looked at Lu Xuyan, who insisted on sending her upstairs.
Lu Xuyan answered honestly: "I am worried."
If she really had installed a bug, she would have found an excuse to get him away just now.
In other words.
There were other reasons for her sudden anger.
And the man she took the elevator with last time was not an easy character to deal with.
After such a long time, he might come to her house to block her.
He now regrets saying that ambiguous statement, but if he could go back in time, he would still say that.
Song Yuesheng's gaze passed Lu Xuyan, stayed at the door opposite for a moment, and then looked at him with a smile.
"Are you relieved now?"
Lu Xuyan nodded: "I'll watch you go in."
Song Yuesheng: "But I want to watch you leave before I go home."
Lu Xuyan wanted to say something, but Song Yuesheng pushed him on the shoulder.
"Go back quickly. Don't stay up late. I'm waiting for you to pick me up to go to work tomorrow. I bought those gifts, so don't let anyone misunderstand me."
"Good good."
Lu Xuyan looked back every few steps, and only after he noticed that Song Yuesheng was the only one in the corridor did he feel relieved and walk into the elevator.
Song Yuesheng lowered his head and pressed the code on the door.
Her loose hair hid her cold eyes.
As I walked into the house, it seemed like another door opened.
Just as the door was about to close, a pair of large hands suddenly supported the door frame.
Jiang Yunian appeared in front of her.
Song Yuesheng didn't have time to turn on the light.
Through the light from the corridor, she saw his unusual blue eyes.
The look in his eyes staring at her was sinister and dangerous.
Jiang Yunian opened the door forcefully, squeezed in, and then closed the door.
"Song Yue..."
Before he could utter the word "Sheng", a heavy punch hit him in the stomach.
Jiang Yunian half-knelt on the ground in pain.
However, before he could catch his breath, a pair of hands grabbed his arms. Jiang Yunian felt dizzy and then fell to the ground. His waist hit something like a marble slab and the pain was so severe that he couldn't speak.
"Heh. Before you start stealing from someone's house, you should first find out what the owner of the house does for a living."
Jiang Yunian heard Song Yuesheng's almost indifferent voice.
He shuddered subconsciously.
A moment.
He cursed silently.
It was this sound that gave him nightmares for many years.
"Shh."
Jiang Yunian turned his head.
It was dark and I couldn't see anyone clearly.
But he was all too familiar with the sound of a dagger being drawn.
Wait... wait a moment.
Jiang Yunian finally realized that something was wrong.
wrong.
He is not a thief!
Didn't she see clearly that it was him just now?
"Da da da."
The sound of high heels slowly approached.
Every step seemed to announce that he was one step closer to death.
He covered his aching chest and spoke with difficulty: "Song, Song Yuesheng... No one is more blind than you... um..."
The dagger slashed at the calf.
The man holding the knife was stunned, the dagger fell to the ground, and a voice of doubt rang in his ears.
"Jiang Yunian?"
"Cough, cough, cough—"
Jiang Yunian was so angry that he started coughing violently.
Song Yuesheng was afraid that he was really dead, so he took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight and shone it in his direction.
After seeing Jiang Yunian's resentful face, she showed her shock appropriately.
"Really you?!"
Done.
Song Yuesheng quickly used the light from his cell phone to turn on all the lights in the house.
Jiang Yunian's condition was fully displayed in front of her.
He curled up on the ground, holding his stomach.
The small marble tabletop was broken in the middle.
The whole person looked extremely embarrassed.
In comparison, the knife wound on the left calf was nothing.
She made a cut, not a direct stab.
Song Yuesheng took out the medicine box, walked over hurriedly, squatted on the ground, clasped his hands together, and apologized sincerely.