Love God's black and white wings 2

Author: Feng Qianying
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"Please! It's only been five months, why does it feel like it's been over a decade?"
"Is that so?" Su Lan awkwardly smiled, "But I feel like it's been so long!"
On the raised right arm of Lianhua, Su Lan saw that blurred scar, the one only she could see. The wound had healed long ago, but whenever she looked at his arm, she could still spot that narrow mark at a glance. It seemed to shine before her forever—something unique to Lianhua, something left just for her.
Back then, they were naive and innocent, full of youthful vigor, with so many bold dreams. They were determined to uphold their dignity, unwilling to be looked down upon, unwilling to accept this life. They dared to try anything, dared to provoke anyone, but only knew how to defend their own with fists.
Tall and handsome, dancing energetically to hot rhythms, singing passionate rock songs, able to fight ten people alone—such Lianhua, in her eyes, was an unbelievable legend.
On that snowfall night, she got into trouble again, with nearly a dozen people. She thought Lianhua would still handle it effortlessly like a game, but suddenly, a blindingly sharp blade flashed into the scene.
He flashed in front of her, raising his arm to block a fatal stab. Blood splattered onto her corner of the eye, and she only then realized—her Lianhua was injured.
"Run!!" He didn't even groan as he grabbed her hand and sprinted to the end of the alley.
They ran and ran, Lianhua's breathing growing heavier with each step. She looked up—the snow-filled night sky was breathtakingly beautiful, almost cruel.
That night, they ran and ran, as if they were about to run to the end of the world, to that place where she could quietly tend to his wounds.
"Senior Lianhua," Lianhua waved his hand in front of Su Lan.
Su Lan snapped back to reality: "Lianhua, let me see your right hand, okay?"
She gently stroked his arm, her fingers lingering affectionately over the spot.
Lianhua took her hand, smiling reassuringly: "The wound is completely healed now. Your little junior is strong like Superman."
Su Lan looked at the unsuspecting Lianhua and suddenly felt a wave of guilt.
"I lied to you," her voice was surprisingly small. "The company wasn't closed, I sneaked back."
She took a breath and calmly said.
"Why?" Lianhua stared at her for a long while, his tone serious and cold.
Su Lan lowered her head, unwilling to look at him: "I don't like that place, I really hate it."
"Someone's bullying you?" Lianhua's voice grew harsh with anger. Su Lan didn't look at him, but she could imagine the suppressed fury on his face and the chilling glint in his eyes.
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