Eleven's Bedtime Stories

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After autumn, the sky always gets dark faster, gloomy and depressing.

The ding ding dong dong sound of the piano was intermittent, and the knuckles of the fingers of the person playing the piano were protruding and pale, and even bulging blue veins could be seen, which gave a sense of sickness.

The crisp sound of knocking on the door lasted three times, and after a while, a voice said "Come in".

"Mr. Su." The person who came in saluted respectfully and looked at the man sitting in front of the piano.

"Speak." The man's voice was deep and hoarse, as if he was whispering to someone, making his heart tremble, his hands kept on tapping the keys, slowly, as if they were about to stop at any time .

"Mr. Lin Guang was killed."

The sound of the piano beating stopped obviously. When the man looked up, he saw the man sitting on the chair looking thoughtful, as if he had noticed his gaze. He immediately lowered his head.

The man is very good-looking, especially his eyes, but those eyes are lifeless and without any emotion, his skin is very white, with a sickly whiteness, his back is slightly bent, and he looks not energetic at all , like a dying sick child.

In fact, it is true.

Su Changsheng sighed softly, stared at the piano under his hand for a while, then stroked his voice again, "Ah Jin did it?"

"Yes."

Su Changsheng gave a compliment, raised his hand and waved it.

The man bowed and quietly backed away.

"What do you plan to do?" The woman sitting on the sofa turned over the page and read it by herself, and asked softly, her voice was cold and clear, but she was somewhat similar to Su Changsheng.

"If you die, you die." Su Changsheng coughed twice.

"You know, I'm talking about Su Jin."

"Ah Jin can solve it by himself." His tone was flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, but the corners of his mouth curled upwards.

"It doesn't mean that he has nothing without you. You don't need to tell me that." The woman closed the book, "You raised a good thing."

"Ah Jin is nothing." Su Changsheng looked at her.

"Okay, let's finish this topic." The woman got up, sorted her clothes, and nodded to Su Changsheng, "It's already very late."

"Be careful on the road."

"Good night." The woman smiled and left with graceful steps.

Lin Guang is a duck, pretty and quite attractive, so when he was planning to find someone to act in a show, he was chosen, and he was adopted at that time. The appointment was made within one year. Lin Guang could not have anyone, neither men nor women. , although Su Changsheng almost doted on him, he probably looked down on him as a sick child. Within half a year, Lin Guang found a financial backer. Su Changsheng had never touched him, but Lin Guang's actions really made him sick , So they broke up with Lin Guang, and the next day they broke up, they got the news of Lin Guang's death.

Su Jin killed it.

Thinking of this, the woman almost wanted to applaud them. Should it be said that Su Jin is the best, or Su Changsheng who raised Su Jin is the best?

Everyone in the Su family villa knew that Su Changsheng was not going to live long. Su Changsheng was sick and weak, and he would die soon. Su Jin was kicked out a few months ago. Everyone said it was because Su Changsheng was afraid. Su Jin is young and powerful, but in fact, only the person involved knows.

Su Changsheng put the pillow behind his back, and suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the side, and covered his legs with the quilt.

"Maybe I should strengthen the defense system of the villa?" He glanced at the straight man standing next to him and said.

"Yes."

"Forget it, it's strengthened, you can come in too." Su Changsheng shook his head and sighed.

This is a compliment to Su Jin.

"Thank you." Su Jin's eyes flickered.

"It wasn't clean enough." Su Changsheng knew that the man could understand that he was talking about Lin Guang. Although he also knew that the man did it on purpose, no matter the reason, the result of this matter would always remain the same.

"I'm very sorry. I won't do it next time." Su Jin half-kneeled at Su Changsheng's feet, picked up the man's cold feet and began to massage, the cold touch made Su Jin purse her lips tightly, feeling a pang of distress in her heart.

"I've given you a chance. If you don't leave, then stay." Su Changsheng raised his hand to cover Su Jin's head, stroked it lightly, and closed his eyes.

"Thank you, Mr. Su." Su Jin curled his mouth, lowered his head, and kissed Su Changsheng's instep, with a contented expression like a believer kissing a god, extremely pious.