Tang Miao probably managed to find someone who was willing to stand up for her and even handed her a napkin. The box of tears opened like a fountain, and she couldn't stop it.
She pouted and cried, reaching out her hands one by one, asking for napkins from the man. I don't know why, although I don't know this man at all, but I can easily and naturally make such a move, it looks very dependent.
"Don't cry," the man sighed helplessly, looked at those troublemakers, and finally packed up the figures who ran out in a hurry.
"Oh, there is still cooking on the stove at home, I have to go back and see."
"Hey! Isn't this Song Ling the son of the next door? Look at you, you're all right to climb up some relatives! Nonsense!"
"Ah! My grandson is out of class, I have to pick him up!"
The few people who had been arrogant just now, suddenly looked like deflated balls, throwing pots at each other, fighting each other strangely, and walked out quickly.
As if they weren't the ones who were beating up just now, they pretended that nothing happened.
"Stop!" Tang Miao calmed down a bit, and coldly opened her mouth to stop the group of people who had fled to the door.
"Hmph, is it possible that you can leave here if you want?" Tang Miao didn't have Lin Daiyu's fragile personality, but she didn't recover all of a sudden.
"Come on, catch them for me, go to the hospital one by one, and give me a paternity test for all of them! Then go and find out whether their three generations of grandparents are related to my husband! If there is no relationship at all... Humph!"
Tang Miao sneered, and turned to look at the mysterious man, "Then trouble this gentleman, come with me and take them to the court!"
The man smiled, turned his right hand a few times in the air, put it on his chest, bent over, and performed a gentleman's etiquette. "I'm naturally... extremely happy..."
"You, you, you! You little slut! Don't go too far!" The old lady who had just yelled that her back was dodging, and was trying to get out while holding on to her waist, immediately straightened up, and yelled at Tang Miao, without any weakness at all. look.
Tang Miao's face was still so indifferent, but her body trembled extremely, as if she never expected that there would be such a group of people in the world,
"Come on! Send me to the police station first! Deal with it as a nuisance! Talk to the police and they can be locked up for a few more days. Anyway, I think their health is in great shape!"
After sending off this wave of noisy people, Tang Miao withdrew her gaze and slowly looked at the people around her. A few minutes ago, they bowed to Song Ling's mourning hall with a sad face, looking like a pity brother.
As a result, what happened just now, when Song Ling's reputation was about to be ruined, no one stood up and said something for Song Ling and Tang Miao.
Tang Miao suddenly remembered that one time she really couldn't stand Song Ling's entanglement, and asked him why he kept grabbing her so hard.
"Why can't you let me go! You, Vice President Song, are surrounded by clouds of beauties, are you afraid you won't find someone like me!"
"Why are you back again? You just hang around me all day long, you're so busy! Chat and play with your good friends!"
Song Ling just smiled quietly, doting on Tang Miao's unreasonable venting loudly, and did not refute to stop her. When she finally calmed down, Song Ling handed her a glass of water, "Drink it, moisten your throat."
Tang Miao was immediately discouraged and had no choice but to resign herself to take the water glass. She was indeed tired after shouting so much just now.
Song Ling still looked at Tang Miao with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to pat her on the head lovingly, then sat beside her, and stretched out his hand to hug her. After Tang Miao struggled a few times, she found that she couldn't escape Song Ling's control, so she gave up resisting and let him hold her.
Song Ling played with Tang Miao's hair, stroked Tang Miao's cheek, and sighed slightly, "I only have you. Since my mother died, my only relative in this world is you."
"If I can't even find you, then who else can I find?"
Tang Miao sneered, "Oh, there are so many people, as long as you ask, there are so many people who want to become a family with you."
Song Ling shook his head helplessly, wrapped his arms around Tang Miao's shoulders, and put his head on Tang Miao's shoulders. Some small birds kept rubbing against Tang Miao's neck, showing dependence in his words. meaning.
"In this world, most people can only be nodding acquaintances. Even if you can chat and joke unscrupulously on weekdays, in the end, you are the only one left."
"Only you, only me..."
"The only real thing around me is you, and the only thing I want is you..."
"I really... only you..."
Tang Miao at that time didn't understand, she just thought it was another trick of Song Ling's to make ordinary little girls blush and heartbeat, wishing she would risk her life for him.
At that time Tang Miao just sneered and did not give any response.
Now Tang Miao, in the mourning hall, seemed to have heard Song Ling's words again.
"You have to learn to see their hearts clearly, this heart... don't expect to be yours..."
"Then why are you so sure that I belong to you?"
"Hehe, because... I believe you love me. Only love is the only chain that can make people stay willingly..."
At that time, Song Ling gently caressed Tang Miao's shoulder, talked to her seriously, and confessed to her. It's just that Tang Miao didn't understand at that time, because Song Ling was always there and wouldn't leave, so she never understood.
The present Tang Miao had finally experienced it personally once, and finally understood the earnestness and sincerity in Song Ling's words, as well as the confession of forbearance again and again, and the infinite friendship.
It's just that the man who has been telling her this truth is gone now, and has become a pool of ashes. He can only lie quietly in a container, with cold hands, he can no longer hug himself warmly like before.
"Hahaha, Song Ling... I was wrong... I was really wrong..." Tang Miao looked around, saw the group of people, under her scrutiny, all lowered their heads in shame, speechless, It can only be turned into a few laughs in the end.
Tang Miao raised her head and murmured, feeling infinite regret in her heart. How could she, how could she, let Song Ling, who was supposed to be so proud, bow her head to this group of people, to please them, ask for a way, and get a smile of her own.
At the dinner table, they looked like good brothers, shoulders and backs. How did the group of people talk about Song Ling afterwards?
Song Ling must have become the topic of their after-dinner chat and was speculated maliciously. Song Ling must have known this deeply, but he was still willing to ask, just to keep himself...
Liang Xiaoxiao was not very worried, she saw that Tang Miao finally burst into tears like a child, crying with her mouth open and coughing non-stop.
This is a good thing, Tang Miao can finally release her emotions without any scruples, and only in this way can she truly accept Song Ling's death, and then she can completely walk out of Song Ling's shadow.
Liang Xiaoxiao left silently, and evacuated the surrounding people together with the security guards. Since they were all just superficial, why should they be left here to pretend?
Tang Miao knew that Liang Xiaoxiao had thoughtfully dismissed the people around her, so she began to cry even more wantonly, and even lost the strength to cry, she fell limply on the ground, her helpless back was so thin, it made people feel distressed.
At this time, another piece of paper appeared in front of Tang Miao's eyes. It was still the familiar hand, with gloves on, and her whole body was tightly wrapped, but from the slightly loosened cuffs, it seemed that on the man's palm and arm, They were all horrible scars.
Tang Miao didn't know who this mysterious man was, it was just strange, as if as long as he was by his side, Tang Miao felt inexplicably at ease, and became very secure and confident, so Tang Miao dared to come out at the last moment. Sound counterattack.
"Oh...don't cry..." The mysterious man had nothing to do with Tang Miao, pulled his pants with both hands, then squatted down and sat beside Tang Miao.
Tang Miao quickly used up the new piece of paper, turned her head and stretched out her hand, pouted at the mysterious man, playing with a small temper, "I don't, I want more."
After Tang Miao said these words, she was taken aback for a moment. She couldn't believe it at all, it was Tang Miao who acted as if it was a matter of course just now, and let out a temper tantrum. !
Tang Miao was stunned for a moment, and her heart became vigilant, and the little hand she just stretched out was also withdrawn in an instant.
The mysterious man didn't notice Tang Miao's strangeness, he just took out a pack of tissues with only one left from his pocket, then grabbed Tang Miao's hand that was about to retreat, patted Tang Miao's palm, and then one by one. Gently snapped her fingers.
"Hey, this is my last one."
The mysterious man's hands were very warm, even with gloves on, Tang Miao could feel the continuous heat coming from her. It directly warmed her heart.
Then Tang Miao inexplicably wanted to continue crying loudly. So she did it willfully, and didn't want to think about it for the time being, why she could be so unscrupulous.
The mysterious man looked at Tang Miao's crying with a headache. Instead, it became louder and louder. He could only helplessly scratch his head, turned his head to Tang Miao and said, "Hey, don't cry, I don't have much to cry. Here are the tissues for you again..."
This sentence is very simple, but Tang Miao was very moved.
Tang Miao's cries amplified again, and the startled mysterious man subconsciously leaned back.
"Don't cry, you will be ugly..." He could only comfort Tang Miao cautiously.
"Can't you put it in a nicer way... woo woo woo..."
The mysterious man sighed heavily and raised his hand to his forehead. "Okay, let me tell you a joke, shall I?"
Tang Miao tilted her head, her eyes were red, she looked at the mysterious man with a pitiful look, waiting for his next words.
"Hey, actually, I didn't graduate from law at all. I don't know anything about lawyers at all. What I said just now was all my nonsense and deceit..."
Tang Miao was still in a sad mood, but when she heard what the mysterious man said, she didn't collapse immediately, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".
"Then how dare you..."
"Hmph, you don't understand this, right? This is called overpowering others." The mysterious man suddenly became radiant, as if he had talked about what he was best at, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and looked at Tang Miao. .
That beaming look almost had his hands on his hips.
"Let me tell you, no matter what you do, especially when you quarrel, you can never lose your momentum! As long as you keep your eyes open and you are confident, even if you are making something up, others will believe it with admiration."
The mysterious man looked triumphant, like a puppy wagging its tail begging for praise. Tang Miao didn't hold back anymore, she lowered her head and laughed softly, her shoulders trembled.
The two were chatting casually, and Tang Miao's mood had improved a lot under the adjustment of the mysterious man. It was actually starting to feel a little hungry.
She ate the bread given by the mysterious man, and looked up and down curiously at the mysterious man who appeared suddenly.
The mysterious man's expression was normal, and he didn't hide it at all.
The more they talked, the more they felt sympathy for each other. Not only did they have the same preferences, but they even had the same views on certain things. Just after the two added their contact information, they saw Huang Haotian and Liang Xiaoxiao who were coming towards them from afar.
The mysterious man withdrew his smile slightly, sighed, stood up, and picked up Tang Miao who was reaching out to him, then patted the dust on his body, arranged his clothes, and sighed slightly at Tang Miao.
"Oh, your friend is here, and I have to go too."
"Why? I can introduce you to Huang Haotian."
"Haha, little girl, no need," the man laughed out heartily. Although his voice still sounded a bit harsh, but because it was from this man, it was not so annoying.
The man patted Tang Miao's head, "My mission is to make you laugh, the beauty has already smiled, then...my mission is complete, it's time to go..."
The mysterious man said, turned his back to the direction of Huang Haotian and Liang Xiaoxiao, and walked towards the mourning hall, shaking his hands at Tang Miao while walking, "Goodbye, little girl. If there is anything unhappy," the man said A pose for a phone call.
"Remember to find me, or send a message." The man shook the phone in his hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled, then turned and walked inside.