Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

The bleak night wind was colder than usual.

Yang Linger was trapped in the trunk, surrounded by darkness. She moved her hands and feet, but her weak strength could not open the trunk.

The heater in the car was not turned off, but it still could not stop the chill spreading in her heart.

Yang Linger curled up and closed her eyes.

Dreams are always the opposite of reality. As long as she falls asleep, she will return to Ji Feng and return home.

Creaking.

The sound of snow trampling pulled her out of her memories.

The trunk was opened and the cold wind poured in.

Yang Linger still turned her back to the outside to express her inner resistance.

"Do you want to sleep here? Do you want me to get you a bed and quilt?"

The familiar voice and familiar tone made Yang Linger sit up suddenly, and the light in her eyes bloomed again.

As if she couldn't believe it and was afraid of waking up from a beautiful dream, she turned back carefully. The person she wished to see was like this, supporting the trunk with one hand and looking at her with his head tilted.

With her hands and feet tied up by cable ties, she was like a clumsy penguin, unable to adapt to walking on land, and plunged into Ji Feng's arms. The smell of blood between her nose wings was particularly reassuring.

Joy, fear, and panic all passed into Ji Feng's heart through her chest.

The bean sprouts that suddenly emerged from the trunk diluted the heaviness in Ji Feng's heart, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly. He was less and less willing to leave this dungeon world easily, and it would be good to see this girl for one more day.

He raised his palm and touched the girl's head with nostalgia.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Yang Ling'er shook her head vigorously. No matter what happened, she didn't need to apologize. As long as Ji Feng could appear again, everything would not be too late.

Ji Feng cut the cable ties that bound Yang Ling'er's hands and feet. Yang Ling'er, who was no longer bound, rushed up again and hugged him, saying that he would not let go no matter what.

Knowing that Yang Ling'er was frightened by what happened just now and recalled the past, he temporarily indulged her to act like a spoiled child, and stretched out his hand to drag her to prevent her from falling.

So Yang. Koala. Ling'er officially came online, hanging on Ji Feng and being taken home step by step by him. She didn't look like an adult who was almost 18 years old.

When she walked to the factory gate, Yang Ling'er seemed to feel something and raised her head from her arms to look inside the factory.

Ji Feng saw the vague and familiar figure shrouded in darkness after the light bulb went out, and stretched out his hand to block Yang Ling'er's eyes.

"Don't look, he doesn't want others to see him like this."

Soft eyelashes slid across her palms a few times, and Yang Ling'er buried her head in Ji Feng's clothes again.

She understood the hidden meaning of Ji Feng's words, Qi Junming was not an enemy. As for why Qi Junming tied her up, she didn't want to know.

She just needed to know that Ji Feng appeared again.

A footprint in the snow carried the bodies of two people and walked towards their common home.

...

"Baby, go to bed, mom is waiting here."

Kong Huayue gently touched Kong Xuan who was sitting on the sofa and nodding.

Kong Xuan woke up and immediately rubbed her face: "I will wait here for them to come back."

That was her only friend, her only brother.

If she went to bed before they came back, she would definitely have a nightmare.

Kong Huayue put the clothes that Kong Xuan had fallen off on her back, and sat down on the sofa with her, looking at the open door, so that she could know immediately if there was any movement.

Ding Dong.

Hearing the elevator ring, the mother and daughter of the Kong family immediately got up and went to the corridor.

When they saw that Ji Feng and Yang Ling'er were both safe and sound, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that you're back safely. Now you can go to sleep peacefully. If you have any questions, ask them tomorrow morning. Ji Feng and Ling'er are both tired tonight."

Kong Huayue, who was intelligent, didn't let Kong Xuan speak out all her questions. Now was not a good time to talk.

Kong Xuan was about to go back to her room to sleep as Kong Huayue said, when she suddenly noticed something.

"Where's Brother Qi? Did he go home?"

Ji Feng put Yang Ling'er down and let her go back to her room first, while thinking about how to answer Kong Xuan's question.

This fat guy left in a carefree manner, leaving this tricky question to himself.

If it was a normal situation, it would be nothing to tell Kong Xuan directly, it would just make her cry and make a fuss, but her current state was really bad, and telling her this kind of news would undoubtedly push her towards death.

Ji Feng's brief silence had already explained a lot of problems, and Kong Huayue wanted to change the subject quickly.

But Kong Xuan looked at Ji Feng calmly and said, "Did something happen to him?"

Ji Feng knew that with Kong Xuan's inner sensitivity, she could not hide the traces of things that she had already noticed, so he said it directly.

"He's gone."

"Is that so." After hearing the news of life and death, Kong Xuan did not behave as Ji Feng expected.

If she had a tantrum and cried, it would have made people feel better, but she had already accepted the existence of death, which made people feel more distressed about this girl.

"Bao..." Kong Huayue wanted to comfort Kong Xuan, but she really couldn't think of any suitable words to comfort her daughter who was also approaching death.

"Mom, I'm fine. I believe that all deaths are just short separations, and one day we will be reunited!"

"It's just that I haven't thanked Brother Qi for his companionship and care during this period..." Kong Xuan lowered her head and her voice was low.

No matter how mature she is and how much she accepts reality, some things she didn't do are still a regret that she can't let go of.

Kong Huayue forced a smile and nodded to Ji Feng, then half pushed and half supported Kong Xuan back to the room.

After Ji Feng returned to his home, he took off his coat and sat directly on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Qi Junming died, and Liang She also died.

Two key figures in the group were killed at the same place on the same night. It is conceivable that the days to come will definitely not be as peaceful as before.

Can he still accompany Yang Linger to spend the remaining less than half a year peacefully?

Should I do something in advance?

Yang Linger walked from the bedroom in pajamas and holding a quilt in front of Ji Feng, half of her face buried in the quilt and took out the already written note pad.

[Can't sleep alone]

"I'm not sleepy now, I don't want to sleep."

Various things were tangled in Ji Feng's mind, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Yang Linger threw off her slippers and climbed onto the sofa, covered herself with the quilt, and found that she didn't bring a pillow. Seeing that Ji Feng was still distracted, she tried to use Ji Feng's legs as a pillow.

Ji Feng looked helplessly at Yang Linger who was already lying on his legs.

This girl has become more and more casual recently.

Considering that she was frightened tonight, he would tolerate her for one night.

When thinking about something, people's hands will always do something, such as Ji Feng at this moment.

A furry head was on his legs, and he subconsciously reached out to play with it.

At first, he just kneaded the hair, then he started to touch the head,

and then...

The technique gradually became more unbridled, and he began to gently touch Yang Linger's hair, cheeks, and chin with his fingers.