"Toot-"

The emotionless busy sound made Sheng Jiuran's face pale.

She took a step back, her clenched lips trembling slightly, her hand holding her phone hanging limply, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Don't cry."

Jiang Yu's brain was booming, he suddenly hugged Sheng Jiuran, who had been trembling, and pressed her head strongly into his arms, his voice was frighteningly cold, "Jiuran, don't cry." ”

He hugged him so tightly that he looked like a drowning man, grabbed a piece of driftwood, and immediately stretched out his hand to hug him.

As she absorbed the warmth and breath from him, her tears fell even more violently at this moment.

She whimpered in a staccato voice, "Yuyu, I.... I didn't, I didn't have unclean self-love, I just... I had a quarrel with my mother that day, and I was very annoyed, and then they happened to pass by and saw me, so they invited me to sing K, and I agreed.... But I just went there and sat down and drank a can of wine .... I didn't do anything, I really didn't do anything. ”

"Do you believe me?"

Sheng Jiuran looked up from his arms, his red eyes were dim at this time, and all tears of despair and helplessness swirled in his eyes.

She looked at Jiang Yu, her body trembled slightly, and her voice was hoarse, "Jiang Yu, do you believe me?" ”

"I believe it."

Almost at the moment when her words fell.

The young man's voice sounded immediately, and without the slightest hesitation, without any doubt, he answered her in the affirmative—

I believe.

Sheng Jiuran looked at him with red eyes, and his heart was frantically pounded by these simple, but weighty words at this moment.

Then in the next second, all the limbs and bones were flowing with the warmth he brought her.

She whimpered, and immediately buried her face deep in his arms, and cried loudly as if a wronged child had been comforted.

Jiang Yu frowned tightly, hugged her hard, pressed her head with one hand, gently stroked her back with the other, and comforted her angrily and helplessly, "Don't cry, Jiuran, don't cry." ”

He listened to her cry, and his heart was really stabbed like a knife.

This kind of colic, which is worse than death, makes him feel like he is suffering in hell with more painful and cruel torture than Ling Chi.

Jiang Yu hated everyone who made her cry.

Even if the other party is her relative, he wants to kill all these people now, immediately!

- So she should tie her hands and feet, and she can't go anywhere, but stay as far as you can see, so that she can always be safe, always worry-free, and no one will want to hurt her!

- A living person can't speak when he dies, and a person who loves to run can be in peace without his feet, and if she hadn't run around, this wouldn't have happened, would it?

The strange voice in his head sounded again, Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and shook his head violently.

I want to suppress the horrific thoughts that imprisoned her.

The scarlet that flickered in his eyes and had to be forced down made his whole person look a little hideous.

Yes, if it weren't for her running around, she would have so easily allowed these messy people to go in and out of all kinds of places.

All the things that make her sad and hurt will not happen at all!

When he thought of the morning, he saw the photos of her at KTV circulating on the Internet, especially when he saw a man next to her.

Looking at the cold and beautiful young man's expressionless face, the hair on his forehead fell on his forehead, slightly falling a haze.

Blocked the crazy jealousy and resentment in his eyes!