Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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Lin Luoran did not know that someone was looking for her to go crazy. Mu Tiannan, who was going crazy, didn’t know it. He and the person he was looking for once again passed by.

The jewelry store is no more than an eight-hour work-in-class civil service. When Lin Luoran changed his clothes and got off work, the street was already smashed.

"Hey, do you still have a rough stone in my place, not afraid of my corruption?" Bao Jia stepped on the side and asked Lin Luoran.

After standing for a day, it was physical strength, such as Lin Luoran, and I was tired. I leaned on the front passenger seat and closed my eyes: "Well, I have to wait until I moved to a new home to get it back. The place where I live now is too unsafe."

Li Anping sneaked into the rental house where Lin Luoran lived, Baojia knows. But after all, it is a man who is better than Lin Luoran. Lin Luoran can evaluate, she is always a friend, but she has no position.

"Then we went to see the house earlier, moved away, and stayed away from their family, so as not to get entangled."

Lin Luoran nodded and said good, the two negotiated well, waiting for her rest day is to see the real estate, early implementation, she also avoids worry about Lin Dao Lin Ma's life in Lijia Village.

Baojia originally said that he was going to eat hot pot. Lin Luoran was also half-footed on the road of practice. He was not very fond of greasy recently. He still felt that his own food in his space was delicious, and he negotiated and decided to choose. Go eat Japanese food.

Mass consumption, of course, the taste is not so orthodox, the real top cuisine is generally only hidden in the kind of private clubs, ordinary ordinary people have money and can not find the way.

Lin Luoran is very helpless with these small plates and small dishes. It is a treasurer who always likes Japanese food. She also feels that the salmon is not fresh before. She picks up a sashimi, which is obviously fresh. When she eats, she feels that the taste is not correct.

"You raised my mouth and took care of my family's vegetables for a lifetime." Bao Jia looked around and finally found the reason why the salmon is not delicious today.

Lin Luoran’s eyes turned slightly and wiped his mouth. “Or go back to add food, go to your home or go to my house?”

Baojia has no temperament to throw chopsticks, and the words are in the mouth:

"your home!"

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The two paid their bills and went home together.

Lin Luoran can only accommodate a car in the alley, and it is very troublesome to meet the wrong car. In addition, the street lights are dark, and Bao Jia is very careful.

However, today's alley seems to be not too flat, and far away, Lin Luoran's eyes and ears are clear, I heard a scream and roar.

"Kids, it’s okay to pretend to die, and give them up." The voice was rough and sounded like a middle-aged man.

Waiting for a long while, responding to the fierce voice is the same whine of two kittens.

The dark spots of the city are the best places to hide dirt, and the city of R as a first-tier city in China can not be avoided. The car drove from the side, and Lin Luoran thought it was a fight in the streets, naturally not willing to gossip.

"Big brother, he seems to be dying..."

Hearing a "dead" word, a living person's life, Lin Luoran's indifferent double-action, had to call Baojia back to the car.

The white headlights were very bright, and they were shot in the smashing alleys. Several tall and different figures were holding their eyes and they were shocked.

The head is a middle-aged man with a knife on his face. He is white and fat, and the knife that is set off is even more ugly. A few other people, fierce, are actually half-something teenagers!

As for the people who said that they were "dead", they huddled in the corner, a small group, and the man's ankles were on the man's feet, and the movement did not move. It seems that the situation is really bad.

When Bao Jia looked at the situation, he grabbed Lin Luoran's arm in the backhand, and he was afraid that his friend would start sympathy when he was unclear. In the end, he made a bad person.

Lin Luoran said that he did not plan to get off the bus, indicating that he did not want to make a sound. The two looked at each other and Baojia suddenly pressed the car horn!

"Beep... mutter..."

The car lights are like shackles, and the car screams, how can the man not know that the car is attracting people, pulling an impulsive teenager, hating and spitting two spit, turned and left.

The harsh car noise finally led to the patrol of the film police, Bao Jia then released Lin Luoran's hand, the two got off the bus together. Lin Luoran wants to say that she can't fly now, but she is like a superwoman. It is estimated that she will be laughed at by Baojia, and Baojia is in the car. She always fears that this is an ambush and trap. The robbery of passers-by has been reported in recent years, and it has been quietly staying in the car.

"What's the matter?" The patrolling police also found the figure curled up on the ground. They noticed something was wrong. They saw two girls getting off the bus. It was polite to speak.

Lin Luoran shook his head: "We found that some people were murderous and stunned those people by the horn. I don't know what happened."

The police are a bit strange, and they are suspicious of Lin Luoran’s true and false words. However, he still stepped forward and turned the curled up.

Seeing the huddled figure, the three were a little surprised - it was a little boy who looked like he was seven or eight years old!

The emotions of horror, just a few seconds, turned into anger!

Appearing in front of Lin Luoran, they are a boy who looks like seven or eight years old. It is wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket with yellow cotton wool. It can be seen under the illumination of the lights, and it is very out of season.

The point is that the little boy is only skinny, and there are criss-cross wounds on his face. Some of them are scarred, and some are scarlet-bearing. It is obviously not a day. Lin Luoran and Baojia look at each other. , heaven, is this child abuse? !

The patrolman was also young. When he encountered this situation, he also reacted to the 120, but it was initially ruled out that it was possible for the two women who had opened the BMW to collide. This criss-crossed scar, and an abnormal face, doesn't look like it was hit by a car.

The little boy burned his face flushed, his eyes narrowed, and the three people standing in front of him didn't seem to know. If you don't know, shouldn't it be those wicked people? He was not old enough at the moment, but he was even more confused at the moment, struggling to move his hands and shouting something in his mouth.

With Lin Luoran’s ear force, I heard clearly that it was a repeated word –

"Save me... save me..." There is a low cat, and it is pitiful and sad.

Bao Jiadu's eyes are red, and Lin Luoran is kneeling down, grabbing his little hand and telling him very firmly: "Don't be afraid, you are saved!"

Lin Luoran carrying the light of the front of the car, from the perspective of the little boy, can only see a silhouette of her. He knew that it was a woman who took his hand, but he couldn't see the appearance. He only thought that she had a pair of eyes flashing, much like the stars in the sky... much like the mother in memory.

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