MTL - Lord of End of World-~ Chapter 5

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Lin Wenbo is about to get married with Gong Xiangyi. It is half of Gong Yuanhang. It is very casual to enter and exit the Gong family. It is not necessary to let Song Haoran send it. Friends are so polite that there is something to say. Lin Wenbo did not get on the bus after he walked to the parking lot. Instead, he leaned on his own Bentley car and ordered a cigarette to wait for his friend to speak.

Years of friendship, this tacit understanding is still there. Song Haoran smiled and pulled out a cigarette to ignite. After taking a deep breath, he opened the door and saw the mountain road. "What happened to Xiangyi? Is it so sad to cry? Do you know that Li Wei likes you?"

Li Wei? When was the friend and Gong Lijun so close? Lin Wenbo raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Haoran with a strange look. Then he shook his head. "She can't know this. It was normal before she fainted in the afternoon. It was like this after waking up. She stayed at home until now, no outsiders." I have been in contact and have not taken any calls. She said that she had a nightmare, and now only this explanation is reasonable."

That is to say, Lin Wenbo himself does not believe that Gong Xiangyi will be scared by the nightmare of the district.

I don’t know what happened to Li Wei. Song Haoran beheaded and let go of his heart. A pair of sharp eagle eyes clung to Lin Wenbo and solemnly said, "I think you should talk to Li Wei and solve the problem between you."

Lin Wenbo heard a disgusting look and sighed a cigarette. "You thought I didn't talk to him? It didn't work, he couldn't listen!"

"Oh?" Song Haoran squirted a smog of smoke, and yelled at his friend. The tone was somewhat unpleasant. "What attitude do you use to talk to him? Is it disgusting like this? Is it intolerant? Or is it not?" You are a good boy, not as bad as you think. If you are sincere, he will listen!"

Without today's business, Song Haoran did not expect Gong Li's gloomy protective shell to hide such a simple temper. I heard that some children will deliberately make bad, in order to cause the attention and care of adults. Considering that Gong Shu and Xiang Yi were not at home all day, Song Haoran felt that he had guessed the idea. He couldn't help but have a little more pity for Gong Lizhen. He thought that he had been indifferent to him and ignored him.

When children go astray, the most responsible person is often adults.

Hearing his friend's remarks, Lin Wenbo raised his eyebrows and curious. "Speaking, you seem to know how he looks. How? You didn't really look down on him before?"

"You said that it was before!" Song Haoran frowned, fingertips micro-bombs smashed the excess ash, thought of Gong Lizhen's double-filled, clear eyes, the tone was soft and unconscious, "I know today." He used to be very sensible and very clever. It seems that people will reveal their nature when they are most helpless. This is true."

When the words fell, he paused and looked at Lin Wenbo. His expression was serious. "I have already talked to him. He is not like that to you. He said that admiration or worship is more appropriate, but to a little deeper. He I can't judge it myself. After all, I'm just an outsider. If you say something, you don't have the weight. You'd better give him an answer, break his thoughts, don't delay him, and delay you and Xiang Yi."

The attitude of the friend was very cautious. Lin Wenbo refused to accept his face. He sighed after a moment of indulging. "You said that it makes sense. I will find time to talk to him. Thanks!" The words fell, he annihilated the cigarette butts , patted the shoulders of friends and drove away.

Song Haoran watched his Bentley disappear into the corner before returning to the house, went up to the second floor, saw Gong Lijun's room still lit, and suddenly wanted to see him.

Xiao Shaozhu has studied Gong Lijun's notebook, martial arts cheats and wardrobes. With a memory, he put on a set of sleeping trousers and put on his pants. He is looking up at the crystal lamp on the roof.

The people here are really rich, and a lamp is actually set with so many night pearls, no wonder the room is so bright. I don't know if the sky after sunrise is also bright. The little boy smiled and said.

"Always staring at the lights to see the eyes will be spent." Song Haoran reclined in the half-covered door, Wen Sheng said.

"Song Big Brother!" Hearing the sound of Song Haoran, the little and the young man immediately returned to God, and his eyebrows bent toward him. The eyes really spent, except for a colorful, nothing can be seen, he twisted his delicate brow and reached for his hand.

This child! Looking at the juvenile childish behavior, Song Haoran shook his head and laughed. He walked to his bed and opened his blind hand. He warned, "Don't blink your eyes and get infected."

"Well, I know." The underground palace is cold and dark all year round. The young and the poor naturally do not know that the long-sighted light will cause harm to the eyes. I heard Song Haoran’s warnings and promised, and silently remembered it.

"Why didn't you sleep so late?" Song Haoran found that he liked to get along with the disguised Gong Lijun. Such a Gong Lijun, who has a quiet and long-lasting temperament, makes him feel very comfortable.

"Hey, I will sleep right away." From Gong Lijun's memory, he knows that he has to go to the 'private school' every morning to go to school. The young and the young havetened to open their promises and return. They will throw them at the bedside of "Sunflower Collection". Go back to the shelf.

Song Haoran intercepted the "Sunflower Collection" halfway through the book, and saw the strange eyebrows after the title of the book, with a slap in the mouth. "Let's study this book at night, do you want to be in the palace?"

"The unbeaten leader of the East is going to be in the palace. If I practice it, I don't have to be from the palace!" The young master waved his hand and explained the two eyebrows. The two eyebrows were solemnly twisted.

"嗤~" Song Haoran was almost beaten down by Gong Lizhen’s serious and serious appearance. He forbeared for a moment and laughed out loud. This child, do you want to make such a joke so seriously? It seems that he can really practice the "Sunflower Collection".

"Well, you don't have to practice in the palace to be a god. Well, go to sleep, go to school tomorrow morning." Which man was not obsessed with martial arts when he was a child? This is no big deal! Song Haoran laughed and patted the child's soft hair top, and found that he was completely relaxed at this moment because of the tightness of his military training.

"Well, I slept." Gong Li slyly nodded, pulled the soft beaded quilt, wrapped himself, and when his head stuck to the silky pillow, he slightly rubbed his eyes and rubbed his cheeks with his cheeks. The action is very enjoyable.

Song Haoran smiled at him, saw his cute little movements, his heart sprouted, and his fingertips reluctantly stroked through his soft and smooth ink. When he closed his eyes and breathed smoothly, he stood up and turned off the lights to close the door.

The sly crystal lamp was extinguished. When the darkness blew, everything in the room was swallowed up. The young and the poor felt that the world outside the eye was dull, and quickly blinked and shouted, "No!"

Song Haoran, who was about to leave, heard his hurried call and immediately turned back. He asked questions with concern. "What happened?"

"Song Big Brother, I want to sleep with a light." Xiao Shaozhu whispered, with a hint of fear and prayer in his tone. He was immersed in the darkness, and his heart was filled with uneasiness. He was afraid that everything in front of him was just a dream. He woke up, and he was still in the dark palace.

"Good!" Song Haoran stunned. After returning to God, he immediately turned on the lights for him. He walked to the bed and sat down. Looking down at his pale, there was still a small face that was scared. He asked softly, "Are you afraid of black?"

Afraid of black? how come? I grew up in the underground palace. I used to be accustomed to the darkness. I suddenly got the light and freedom, so I was particularly attached to them, and some suffered from it. The younger and the younger are silent, but they can't express their ideas. They have to shake their heads and whisper, "Not afraid."

The juvenile's eyes were crystal clear, and it was clear that the inner fear was revealed, but on the face, it was necessary to hold a manly look, but I did not know that the eyes that could not hide the mind had sold him. This look made Song Haoran laugh, and made Song Haoran feel bad.

Only children who are seriously insecure will get used to sleeping with lights. What happened to Li Xiao’s young age? Are we too irresponsible to make him like this?

Song Haoran fell into deep reflection, reaching out to his pale cheeks and comforting him. "Well, don't turn off the lights, you sleep, Song Big Brother waits for you to fall asleep."

"Thank you, Song Big Brother!" Xiao Shao’s main character, Lu Xun, was grateful to Song Haoran for laughing and smiling, and closed his eyes with confidence. With the closest people to accompany, all the hidden worries faded away, and he quickly fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Song Haoran watched as he breathed gradually and calmly, and his sleep was quiet and beautiful. He was a bit stunned at the moment, and when he replied with a sigh, he slammed out of the room.