After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

Hearing this, Lin Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Jing Yu.

He was just a young man, malnourished and not fully grown.

When watching wells, you must look up.

From Lin Luo's perspective, one can see Qing Jingyu's well-defined mandibles and straight nose bridge, with a faint smile on his thin lips.

Starlight and moonlight fell on his face, and the man's handsome face was full of stories.

It made Lin Luo involuntarily think of the scene when he met Jing for the first time.

That beach, that Rembrandt-like face.

"Thank you." Lin Luo withdrew his gaze and bowed his head.

"It's a little thing, are you still being polite to me?" Jing Yu teased him.

To Jing Yu, this was really just a trivial matter, just a few hooligans making trouble.

But no matter for Lin Luo in the past life or Lin Nuo in this life, it is not so easy to solve.

And no one ever told him, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you."

Lin Luo became hypocritical in a rare way, and was inexplicably moved. After being moved, he felt like a teenager looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

He couldn't help shivering, disgusted by himself.

"What?" Jing Yu saw him trembling, "Is it cold or afraid?"

"..." Lin Luo choked, "Do you think I look scared?"

"That's cold?" Jing Yu laughed, opened the car door, and stuffed Lin Luo in.

"Get in the car and turn on the air conditioner, and it won't be cold."

Lin Luo moved her lips, but neither refuted nor refused.

He is not cold, but he does not hate the feeling of being cared for.

Besides his mother, there are people in this world who care about him.

Although it's very hypocritical... Forget it, Lin Luo thought desperately, let's be hypocritical.

I would have been a teenager!

After thinking this through, Lin Luo regained his energy.

Jing Yu stuffed his pockmarked face into the back seat, while he sat in the driver's seat.

Pockmarked face also picked up his cell phone and put it near the steering wheel, in case the people upstairs called pockmarked face and no one answered, causing them to be suspicious.

"Is your mother okay now?" After sitting firmly, Jing Yu leaned back in the chair, raised one leg, put his left hand on the steering wheel, and knocked.

Thinking of the threats from those people just now, Lin Luo was disgusted and frowned in disgust.

"It should be fine for the time being."

"They put my mother there, and when I get the money back, they shouldn't do anything to her."

Theoretically, Feng Juan is fine for the time being, but no one knows if those local hooligans will do something, these people are not moral.

Lin Luo was a little worried and looked up to the fourth floor.

His restless appearance caught Jing Yu's eyes, and Jing Yu had no choice but to pat the back of Lin Luo's hand and comfort him:

"The police will be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them heard the sound of police sirens one after another in the dark night.

Pockmarked face instinctively trembled.

"It came so quickly?" Jing Yu glanced at his watch in surprise, "It's only been a few minutes."

Lin Luo's house lived in a remote place, so logically, the police would not come so soon.

Lin Luo was also a little surprised.

The police arrived quickly, two of them blocked the exit of the unit building, and the others went upstairs to check the situation.

When Brother Wang and the others heard the sirens upstairs, they decided to retreat immediately even though they didn't know if the policemen were coming after them.

However, when I went downstairs, I just ran into the police.

These guys didn't look good at first glance, and Brother Wang was even a fugitive suspect, so the police immediately handcuffed them.

As for Feng Juan, Lin Yuanlong, Lin Luo, Jing Yu and others, it was inevitable that they would have to go with the police to record statements at the police station.

After the police arrived, the door next door to Lin Luo's house opened, and Wu Zihui emerged from the inside.

He called the police.

Wu Zihui heard that group of hooligans coming.

He is a child, and his parents are not at home. Faced with this situation, he can only call 110.

Therefore, Wu Zihui also boarded the police car as a witness.

Lin Luo didn't like the police station.

Because the last time he went to the police station was after his parents died in his previous life, he was only ten years old and followed his relatives to claim the body.

There he saw the bloody bodies of his parents.

Their faces had been knocked beyond recognition, and it was almost impossible to see their original appearance.

The crumpled clothes were covered with dried blood, a large area of ​​dark red, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

At the gate of the police station, after getting out of the car, Jing Yu noticed that Lin Luo's face was very ugly.

Wu Zihui also noticed it, and just as he was about to comfort him, a tall man walked up beside him, grabbed Lin Luo's shoulders, and lowered his head to ask:

"Why this face?"

Lin Luo pursed her lips, shook her head and said nothing.

Lin Luo doesn't look like someone who would be scared, that's...

"Tired?" Jing Yu speculated.

Lin Luo shook his head: "No, I just don't like this environment."

"This environment?"

Lin Luo looked around and said calmly, "I don't like the police station."

"Most people don't like to come to the police station." Jing Yu said, "But you are not a criminal, the police will not do anything to you, so don't be so nervous."

"I'm not..." Lin Luo wanted to defend himself, before he opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only remain silent.

He just thought of the scene 20 years ago, which was still fresh in his memory.

Lin Luo seemed to still be able to smell the bloody smell from that time on the tip of his nose.

He frowned uncomfortably, covering his mouth and nose, trying to block the nonexistent bloody smell.

Behind Lin Luo and Jing Yu, Wu Zihui looked at them blankly, a little dazed.

Who is this man?Why are you so close to Lin Luo?

Obviously Nuonuo is so indifferent to people now, he doesn't allow others to get too close, why can this man hug him casually?

And Aunt Feng didn't show any abnormality.

Could this man be Lin Luo's relative, brother or something?

"Nuo Nuo!" Wu Zihui thought of this, and trotted up to interrupt, but the two stood together, forming a world of their own.

Especially when Jing Yu's tall figure stood there, Wu Zihui felt a little trembling for no reason.

Jing Yu turned to look at him, he stuttered and forgot what he wanted to say.

But Lin Luo didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't respond to Wu Zihui's approach.

Jing Yu didn't have any airs, and asked gently, "Are you Nuonuo's friend?"

Wu Zihui nodded: "The neighbor is also a classmate. We grew up together and have a good relationship."

He deliberately emphasized the last few words, as if he wanted to show to this guy who appeared out of nowhere that he was the one who was closer to Lin Luo, while the other party was just an outsider.

Jing Yu heard it.

He is a smart person, and he can't see what such a kid is thinking.

Jing Yu was a little amused, let go of his hand, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and asked Lin Luo:

"Your children come to you, but you ignore them?"