Chapter 130: Infatuation (1)

Chapter 361: Infatuation (1)

The stars are shining tonight.

The night is pure, cloudless, the bright crescent moon hangs in the vast starry sky, and the stars are dotted in the blue night, twinkling and flashing, like thousands of eyes blinking and blinking, at first glance, it seems that the sky is much higher than before.

Leng Binghan walked out of the room, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, although a matter that had troubled him for a long time was finally resolved, but Leng Binghan always felt confused.

Leng Bing stood quietly, staring fixedly at the far-reaching and infinite starry sky, and his thoughts flew far, far away.

"What is the meaning of life? What is the meaning of being born again? Wake up to the power of the world and get drunk and lie on the knees of beautiful women? Is this what you want? Leng Binghan looked up at the boundless night sky, muttering to himself a little indifferently and dazedly.

"No regrets" has always been the ideal of life that I want to achieve after being reborn in the cold, but these two words are easy to say, but in fact it is too difficult to do. Birds can't fly over the sky, even if they have wings, but what about people? What if you are born again? What if you get the treasure? It's still just floating in this world, and it's not as humble as a bird. At least the birds can fly at will, but people are bound by this worldly etiquette everywhere, and they are bound everywhere.

No matter what the result is, Leng Binghan knows that he is not the cold in his previous life. For Fang Xueer, there may still be love in her heart, but this is no longer the unforgettable love, maybe it is a family affection, or it may be a habit formed for a long time, but in this time and space, everything in the previous life will not be re-interpreted.

Leng Binghan didn't know if he was making excuses for himself, but now that he had decided, he didn't want to think about it anymore. That's the end of it!

Leng Binghan's thoughts were very chaotic, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of self-deprecation, although he had made up his mind, he was still very depressed and uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to shout a few words loudly to vent the bitterness accumulated in his heart.

The midnight chill of winter hits people, and the light exhalation turns into a cloud of white mist. But the cold cold didn't feel the slightest chill. He walked aimlessly in the quiet garden. Although it is already winter, under the careful care and care of the clubhouse gardener, the garden is still purple and red, and it has a unique charm under the dim light.

Suddenly, Leng Binghan saw a lonely figure in front of him, and his heart was shocked, three watches in the middle of the night, who else would taste loneliness alone on this cold winter night? Besides, no one else can come up here.

Leng Binghan approached and took a closer look, this familiar figure was Wang Yingying, who should still be intoxicated with wine.

I saw her wearing a dark green turtleneck, a red and black checkered shawl, a black leather skirt, her arms folded on her chest, standing alone in the dim light, looking so helpless, so hesitant, trembling slightly in the cold wind of the winter night, although she stood against the light, the cold could still see the sadness in her eyes.

It's getting late, why is she still here? What if I freeze to death? Why are you so sad?

Wang Yingying also saw Leng Bing Han at this time, a look of disbelief flashed in her beautiful eyes, her body shook slightly, as if she wanted to catch up, but she stopped for some reason, just stood motionless, looking at Leng Bing Han with burning eyes, and her flawless jade face was full of extreme disappointment and sadness.

Leng Binghan strode up, stopped opposite Wang Yingying, the two looked at each other, Wang Yingying bit her lip lightly, a faint warmth appeared in her sad eyes, and there were faint tears in her eyes.

Faintly, Leng Binghan only felt that Wang Yingying's eyes were a little weird.

"Why are you here?" After a long time, Wang Yingying's silver teeth bit her lips lightly, raised her head slightly, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Leng Binghan softly and infinitely, and then asked in a trembling voice, her expression was a little unnatural, and her pretty beautiful eyes were full of moving grace, but she didn't dare to look at Leng Binghan.

"What about you? Why is it here? Leng Binghan didn't answer, but asked lightly.

Wang Yingying was suddenly a little speechless, her lips pulled slightly, but she said inwardly: "I can't sleep and come out to relax, you care about me?" But there was a little suspicion in her heart, she obviously saw that Fang Xue'er enter the cold room with her own eyes, could it be that she changed her mind again?

Thinking of Fang Xue'er, Wang Yingying's heart rose with an unbearable sadness, accompanied by the loneliness of the cocoon, hanging from each other, under this boundless loneliness, she was sad in her heart, she couldn't help but clasp her hands on her shoulders, and her body trembled slightly in the cold wind.

Looking at Wang Yingying's expression, Leng Binghan's heart fluctuated, her throat and eyes seemed to be blocked by a boulder, she felt stuffy, and she couldn't tell what it was like, she sighed softly, and didn't say anything, just reached out to hold Wang Yingying's cold little hand, and her heart couldn't help but tremble, Wang Yingying's hand was like ice that would not melt for thousands of years, so cold that it made people's hearts palpitate, and I don't know how long she has been standing here, the whole person is going to freeze into ice.

Comparing her hands, Wang Yingying's delicate body trembled slightly, and a look of surprise containing joy flashed in her eyes, in addition to surprise, her heart was also pounding, I don't know how this wood suddenly opened up today, and I was also a little apprehensive in my heart, I just hope for the action at this time. It's not his unintentional behavior.

"Why?" Leng Binghan asked in a low voice with some strange anger.

Wang Yingying's eyebrows suddenly revealed a touch of blush, some did not dare to look directly at the cold gaze, the long black and curled eyelashes hung down, hid her pretty face in the shawl, turned around, and said "I thought ......" but turned her head shyly and uneasily, and stopped talking.

Leng Binghan was slightly stunned, pulled Wang Yingying's body, and made her turn to herself, Wang Yingying's clear and bright beautiful eyes were rippling with tears. A pair of wonderful eyes fell softly on the cold face, with a hint of expectation in doubt.

Leng Binghan's heart trembled slightly, and he seemed to have finally come to his senses. Sister Yingying likes herself, no wonder she has always refused to go on a blind date. In her heart, Wang Yingying is not only a sister, but also her beloved.

But not only did she never say it, but she just cared about herself silently, with a soft temperament, empathetic, and thinking about herself everywhere. Over the past few years, every time I talk to myself, I have always been a delicate piece of gentle wind and drizzle, and the light smile is seductive and infinite.

It can be imagined that Wang Yingying took great pains to persuade Fang Xue'er to accompany her just because of her own strange performance, but she was alone in this cold night to bear the inner struggle. Leng Binghan can imagine how complicated her mood is at this moment and what kind of pain she is suffering!

As soon as he thought of this, Leng Binghan felt a huge force rushing through his heart like a wave, and he suddenly felt his nose sour and his eyes moistened. couldn't help but pull Wang Yingying into his arms, and his arm wrapped around her slender waist that Yingying could only hold.

Wang Yingying's delicate body trembled slightly, suddenly stiffened, and there was a slight embarrassment in her heart, but the joy that followed easily diluted this faint shyness, and then trembled slightly, slowly melted, and leaned tightly in the cold and cold arms, the cold pretty face was raised, clinging to the cold and warm face, a cold heart gradually regained its vitality under the cold and cold warmth, and whispered: "Why don't you go to accompany your little beauty?" ”

"Hehe, since Sister Yingying has ordered, I will go back to accompany the little beauty immediately!" Leng Binghan smiled.

Wang Yingying 'Teng' came out of Leng Binghan's arms, her slender fist squeaked, Xing Yuan glared, gritted her teeth and said: "You dare!" ”

"Hehe, then Sister Yingying, why did you arrange it like this? Do you really think I'm a big deal? Want to fall in love when you see a beautiful woman? Leng Binghan held her pretty face, stared at her beautiful eyes, and laughed.

Wang Yingying blushed when she heard this, glanced at him, and said, "Who told you to look at others with that kind of eyes?" Can it not be misleading? ”

Leng Binghan smiled slightly, and didn't want to explain, just smiled: "Do you want to go up to see the stars?" He glanced up.

Due to the high building of Tianrong Business Club, Chengdu TV Station also built a TV tower on the roof of the building so that radio and television signals can be transmitted farther.

Wang Yingying looked up, looked at the towering spire, shook her head and said, "How is it possible!" ”

Leng Binghan smiled slightly, squatted down, and said, "Close your eyes and hold me tight!" ”

Wang Yingying didn't know what was wrong, she obediently lay on Leng Binghan's thick and solid back, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Leng Binghan held Wang Yingying's jade buttocks with both hands and rose into the air. Although he was carrying Wang Yingying on his back, it did not affect his movements in the slightest. In the moonlight, he was like a gecko swimming in the wall, soaring above the tower, and in a moment he had reached the top spire.

Although Wang Yingying realized what was happening, her heart couldn't help but pound, and she didn't dare to open her eyes, until her cold body stopped and her feet fell to the ground.

But they saw that the whole of Chengdu was already under their feet, and the night wind blew past them, and the bright lights below became as weak as fireflies.

Wang Yingying couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, screamed, threw herself into the cold arms, hugged his body firmly, both a little shocked and a little scared, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Oh my God, little ...... Xiaohan, you are ...... How to do it...... Did it? ”