ebookland Chapter 154 Jiaojiao's Crisis, the Boy Next Door
Chapter 154 Jiaojiao's Crisis, the Boy Next Door
Sang Ling smiled, pursing her lips.
After a long silence, a husky, sexy voice came again, slowly enticing her.
"Youyou, call me 'brother' one more time, okay?"
Sang Ling was stunned. Many images flashed through her mind. After a while, she opened her mouth and softly called out, "Brother."
Silence fell again, and Sang Ling patted the little broken ball in confusion.
No signal? Why is there no sound?
"Brother? Jiaojiao?" Sang Ling called out to the little broken ball twice more.
"Yes, my brother is here."
A restrained, low laugh rang out again, mixed with slightly rapid breathing, incredibly sexy.
After hanging up the call, Sang Ling sat on the bed in a daze, turning her head to look at the white clouds rising on the horizon outside the window, her expression thoughtful.
So you still remember her.
Hidden in the tree, Fu Zhirang looked at the communicator in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips. He leaned against the tree trunk, put the communicator away, and pressed his palm hard against his waist and abdomen.
The dampness was impossible to ignore, and in the faint moonlight filtering through the leaves, the abdomen, stained with blood, was clearly visible.
His fair and slender fingers were covered in blood, and even the hair tie on his wrist and the ring on his finger were stained with blood.
Due to excessive blood loss, his lips had turned slightly pale, and with the extreme temperature difference at night, he could clearly feel himself slowly losing body temperature.
Even so, his eyes remained sharp and aggressive, like those of a hawk, and he dared not relax his vigilance for even a moment.
The dense forest, shrouded in darkness, was so quiet that only the rustling of leaves and the sounds of small animals crawling could be heard.
Silent yet fraught with danger.
Not long after, a group of fully armed men approached from a distance, searching for something as they walked. They passed right by the tree where Fu Zhirang was hiding, without noticing his presence at all.
Fu Zhirang was already prepared, his muscles tense, staring at the crowd below like a cheetah lurking in a tree.
After they passed the big tree, Fu Zhirang drew his dagger and jumped down, beginning a new round of killing.
Meanwhile, at the Sang family home, Sang Ling had been feeling uneasy ever since she received Jiao Jiao's call.
Even Bai Xiaoxiao, who was indifferent to worldly affairs and focused solely on the tragic love story, noticed it.
"What's wrong? Why do you look so distracted?" Bai Xiaoxiao asked gently, looking at the girl across from her who was staring blankly at half a watermelon.
Sang Ling snapped out of her daze, pursed her lips and shook her head, "It's nothing, I just miss Jiao Jiao a little."
She especially wanted it after the other person promised to come back so she could hold and nibble on it.
Or she might as well just go and bring the person back.
The outside world was too dangerous for Jiaojiao; she was worried about it.
Sang Ling felt it was necessary more and more as she thought about it.
Bai Xiaoxiao learned that Sang Ling was in a relationship from Sang Ce, since he would talk about her about him every day, so it was hard for her not to know.
"Why don't you go see him if you miss him?" Bai Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.
Sang Ling pouted, "He went on a business trip and told me to wait for him at home."
"Work inevitably requires business trips," Bai Xiaoxiao said after a pause.
Seeing the girl's resentful and aggrieved expression, Bai Xiaoxiao quickly added, "Look, your brother also goes on business trips all the time."
“It’s different.” Sang Ling shook her head.
Although Crispy Shark is also weak, he is the male lead and no one can bully him. But Jiaojiao is different; she's just an unknown passerby and anyone can bully her.
"How about I go and bring him back, lock him up and keep him here?" Sang Ling suggested earnestly.
Bai Xiaoxiao's expression froze.
Why do you think I'm not laughing?
"Honey, don't follow your brother's path and end up in the crematorium," Bai Xiaoxiao advised with concern.
Sang Ling pursed her lips, reluctantly giving up the imprisonment play.
Sigh, another day of worrying about Jiaojiao~
Looking at Sang Ling, Bai Xiaoxiao revealed a gentle smile, which probably made her look more maternal and kind because of her pregnancy.
"When we first met, you were just an adorable little dumpling. In the blink of an eye, we're both grown up now, and we even have someone we like."
As she was laughing, she suddenly thought of something, and her expression changed.
"To be honest, I didn't want to talk to your brother at first. He's domineering and clingy, which is a bit annoying. But I like you so much that I agreed to be friends with him so I could see you more often."
Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke of the sacrifices she made to see her little cutie.
Tears, all of them are tears.
Sang Ling's expression froze, and she looked up in surprise.
Was Crispy Shark really in such a miserable state before?
Damn it, no wonder for a while he always coaxed her to pick him up from kindergarten and even asked her to dress up like a Christmas tree every day.
She hit me twice before I gave up on this horrible aesthetic.
“I remember when you were little, you really liked the boy next door and would go to play with him every day. Your brother even cried twice in front of me because he was jealous.”
Thinking of this, Bai Xiaoxiao smiled.
It was probably because little Sangce's crying was quite funny back then.
Bai Xiaoxiao's recollection of the past made Sang Ling pause slightly, blink slowly, and remain silent.
"I remember that child was really good-looking, what was his name again..." Bai Xiaoxiao racked her brains but couldn't remember what his name was.
I was still too young, and I can't remember many things.
Sang Ling's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly lowered her eyes to conceal her expression, her lips moving slightly.
Like saying something.
Not having heard clearly, Bai Xiaoxiao asked, "What did you say?"
Before Sang Ling could speak again, Sang Ce rushed in after get off work, shouting, "I'm back!"
The two people on the sofa, each holding half a watermelon, turned their heads and looked over.
They practically had their "disdain" written all over their faces.
At night, after Sang Ling fell asleep, the little broken ball rang again.
Sang Ling lazily got up, answered the call, and heard a familiar, steady voice.
"Ling, your vacation is terminated. You are ordered to return to the team immediately."