257. Chapter 257 Ji Tan x Lian Jingcheng


Chapter 257 Ji Tan x Lian Jingcheng

In the initial impression of the residents of Qingteng Road, Lian Jingcheng was a sincere, pure, handsome and handsome man with humility like a weeping willow and silence like a deep pool.

His past is closely related to a mysterious woman, and no one knows why he is so persistent.

He did not originally belong here, his hometown is in the far south.

For a woman, he left his hometown and wandered to the capital.

After twelve years, he has felt the warmth of helping the times and the ruthlessness that has made the times worse.

In the end, he left empty-handed and was futile for more than ten years.

But he didn't know that the person he loved also left his concern and tears on him.

Before the story begins, Lian Jingcheng lives in the coastal village, a place with simple folk customs and quiet waves.

On the day I met Ji Tan, it was raining heavily in the sky, and the wind blew the raindrops like smoke and fog.

Lian Jingcheng picked up good things, walked to the cashier, and after checking out, he held an umbrella and left the convenience store.

The rain was dripping on the ground, and the water flowed from high to low. He walked along the familiar street and suddenly stopped his pace when he turned around and was about to go down the steps.

Lian Jingcheng stopped on the steps and looked at the girl with her back facing him.

Ji Tan sat on the second step, her slender legs landed at the bottom of the steps, and her shoes stepped on the muddy ground soaked in the rain.

Her trousers showed half of her thin ankles, and her cold white skin splashed with a few drops of slight mud color, but she didn't care at all, and she only supported her elbows and supported her bent knees.

And when she was wearing it, the almost wet thin coat was being pulled up by her hands with two blood-stricken hairs—

Under the "tent" made of clothes, there is a trembling cat.

The cat is a small one, with its soft hair soaked, and it looks extremely pitiful.

The wind kept dripping on the girl with a fine rain.

Her clothes were soaked, close to her waist, and the outlined waist was soft but scattered with a sense of flexibility.

She seemed to have no idea, just turned her body, lowered her head, and looked at the same embarrassing Luo Tangmao under her clothes with a smile.

The drizzle fell on her curly long eyelashes, and as she blinked, the condensed small drops of water slid down, flowing through the corners of her lips with a little smile.

Lian Jingcheng held the umbrella with one hand, looking at her for a moment without looking at her, as if he was lost.

Plop, plop.

The drizzling sound of rain cannot conceal the sound of heartbeat hidden in the chest.

Ji Tan stood up with the kitten in his arms, walked under the eaves, and smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, placing the cat in a dry place that could not be wet from the rain.

Without waiting for Lian Jingcheng to react.

Crash.

The white shoes stepped on the low-lying ground, and the girl ran towards the rain and gradually ran away.

The hem of her floating clothes looked like a flower blooming in the clouds.

Lian Jingcheng walked under the eaves with an umbrella, looking at the kitten with soaked hair. He was allergic to cats and could not touch them. After looking for a while, he looked up and looked into the distance.

The girl has long disappeared, and she probably doesn't look local.

Every rainy day later, Lian Jingcheng would always think of this scene, including the day he passed away.

But he could not have imagined that the heavy rain spread to the capital and also hit Lian Li.

Meeting Ji Tan again was a rainy day. She checked in at the B&B and said she was here to relax and travel.

As the owner of the homestay, Lian Jingcheng carried her luggage for her and took her to the door of the room. His tone was shy and reserved: "If you have any needs, you can go to the front desk to find me at any time."

Ji Tan wore a baseball cap on his head, took off his black mask, hooked his fingertips, and smiled at him: "Thank you, boss."

Lian Jingcheng has the heroic spirit unique to oriental men, his facial features are handsome and three-dimensional, his inner doubles are paired with raised eyes, his eyes are bright, and he looks a bit like a dog's eyes, with edges and angular lips, with a bit of fleshy feeling.

He just took over the homestay left by his parents and was still unfamiliar with many of the operations he operated.

Every time Ji Tan had a problem, he always responded slowly, like an elm-head, and was so cute.

Fortunately, Ji Tan is not anxious and has no irritability. He can always laugh and tease him a few words or tease him.

Lian Jingcheng's peaceful days were full of vitality because of the addition of a black-hearted girl. One day, Ji Tan wanted to go out to sea to fish with the people in the coastal village. She told Lian Jingcheng about this matter. He told her every now and then that she would be careful about going out to sea, as well as giving her seasickness medicine, cold medicine, life jackets and other items.

When he knocked on her door for the Nth time, Ji Tan invited him with interest: "Since you are so worried, you can go out to sea with me."

On the day of going to sea, Ji Tan and Lian Jingcheng sat side by side on the deck of the ship. In their view was the endless blue coast, and the refreshing sea breeze blew by, creating ripples.

Ji Tan took out the wired headphones and mp3 from his pocket, put one headphone on his left ear, turned his head and smiled, asking Lian Jingcheng: "Do you want to listen together?"

Lian Jingcheng was stunned.

His pupils reflected her smiling face. Ji Tan leaned forward without waiting for the answer and put another earphone on his right ear.

The girl's hair was slightly cool, raised by the sea breeze, like a light feather brushing across the carotid artery of Lian Jingcheng's neck.

On that ship, the moment he touched the other person's sight.

They should understand the obsession that destroys them is the right and wrong.

The music of the cello quartet "Brother Zhu" lingers in the headphones.

She said this was her favorite song.

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She also said that in her opinion, love is not a necessity, but a prize for the lucky one.

Fortunately, I met someone I loved deeply and entangled with him.

Unlucky, lonely for life, it is also good to have a clear understanding of yourself. So she came out to relax and wanted to find herself.

Lian Jingcheng thought.

If love is really the prize of the lucky one, then she is the one who makes him lucky.

So much so that later, he uprooted himself and stubbornly searched for strange cities over and over again.

Day after day, I think fortunately.

Maybe he will find her tomorrow.

Maybe, he would never have the chance to see her again in his life.

It doesn't matter.

He can die for the rest of his life.

It’s just the mistakes they made that their young daughter should not bear the consequences.

Where should his poor daughter go?

Far away in another corner of the earth.

In a German castle comparable to a golden cage, the housekeeper bent over and patted the woman sleeping on the dressing table on the shoulder.

"Miss, Miss, Miss. Wake up."

Ji Tan suddenly stood up and suddenly woke up from a nightmare. The dressing mirror reflected her facial features, and the tears from the eyes wet her face, like a fragile cold porcelain.

My grandfather's words were still on the left last night: "If you stay here peacefully, he will be fine."

"You just kept crying in your dream. Did you have a nightmare?" the butler asked softly.

Ji Tan opened the pocket watch in his hand and looked at the turning hour hand: "It's a beautiful dream."

In the dream, the sun shines a shadow in the sky, and the blue and quiet coast is in the distance.

The little girl jumped forward, and behind her, the young man and woman walking side by side looked at her with a smile.

They all waited for a long time, waiting for the people who left without saying goodbye to come back, waiting for the cage of imprisonment to be untied, and waiting for the thread of blood to lead them to reunite.

But fortunately, they waited.

Then, he looked at each other and talked about the past.

"What name is good?" He carefully held the baby in his arms, his face filled with a happy smile.

"February 1 is a good day." She stroked the red jade pendant bracelet on her wrist with her right finger, thinking, "Li, called Li."

"Lianli, our baby daughter."

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