Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

With the reference case, the lawyer ran back and forth like chicken blood. After another half a year, the case finally passed the application for retrial.

It coincided with the holiday, Li Yan and Ling Huang returned home from college.

In the past few days from the trial of the case until the verdict was pronounced, Li Yan and Aaron went to Lin Province to attend the hearing. Ling Huang did not accompany him, and he only went to pick up a custom-made pair of rings.

Back in the apartment, I sat cross-legged on the sofa and waited, holding the two rings in my palm and looking at them over and over again.

Recalling that Li Yan said that even if his father's case has progressed, his determination to study law will not waver. At that time, when he was speaking, Ling Huang's familiar burning eyes flashed. The school bully was finally reborn, and there was no negative energy in his body anymore Or be at a loss.

Thinking of all the experiences since meeting Li Yan, Ling Huang laughed to himself. In fact, Li Yan is quite a flirtatious person, and his originally cold temper made him warm up. Now thinking of this person makes him feel palpitations.

Unknowingly, his heartbeat has accumulated to the point that it is difficult to control himself, which is really not like the behavior of a traveler who can come and go freely.

Thinking of Li Yan's habit of rubbing the tear mole under his right eye when he was intimate, he felt that he was born well, it was great that this tear mole could make Li Yan like him so much...

Thinking of the albizia julibrissin they had seen together, one flower, one branch, one tree, the whole forest like clouds...

After thinking about it, Ling Huang wept silently again.

His goodwill value has not changed for a while, and Ling Huang has long known what the missing piece is related to.

I never knew that I love to cry so much. It turns out that I have never met someone who can make me fall in love with my bones.

[Target: Li Yan, goodwill +20, current goodwill: 100. 】

[Congratulations to the host. 】

Ling Huang couldn't stand the congratulations, the ring that shook his hand fell to the ground, and rolled under the sofa.

Ling Huang panicked, moved the sofa to find the ring and wiped off the non-existent dust with a soft cloth, and he didn't even have the strength to move the sofa back to its original position.

Not long after Li Yan called, Ling Huang calmed down and answered with a smile.

"The result is out! Acquittal!" Li Yan immediately announced the good news, and the volume was uncontrollable, hitting Ling Huang's eardrum heavily.

"Great." Ling Huang murmured and repeated, "Great. Li Yan."

"My mother didn't dare to come to the hearing. I'll go home now, and Aaron and I will drive back tomorrow morning!" Li Yan said.

"..." Ling Huang stood up abruptly from the sofa, and swallowed hard several times, "You...you won't be back until tomorrow?"

"Yeah! My mother must be going crazy with joy! Do you know that those rumors outside are all made up by others. My mother has always loved my father, deeply, and can't help but love! Just like I love you! I'm going to tell her quickly, I guess she's going to cry badly, I'll coax her well and cook her something delicious."

Ling Huang coughed a few times.

"What's wrong with you? Your throat is uncomfortable? I think I'll come back to see you first..."

"No, no need." Ling Huang squeezed the phone tightly, his fingers turning white, "Go ahead, I'm just thirsty, just drink some water. I'm fine."

"When I come back, I will bring you a large bouquet of Albizia Julibrissinus!" Li Yan became excited again.

"Okay, I want a handful so big that I can't hold it with two arms." Ling Huang bleakly supported the smile in his voice.

"Haha, good~ I'll pack a cart for you and come back!" Li Yanxiao's voice became unsteady.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Huang held the ring and sat on the sofa until dark.

I received a photo from Li Yan on WeChat, it was a picture of his mother crying, and he asked Ling Huang: Look at your mother-in-law, is she ugly when she cries?

Immediately after, a voice message came, it was Li Yan's mother's voice.

"Ling Huang, I'll make an application with you, and now I'm going to beat this kid up."

There is also Li Yan's exaggerated laughter in the background sound.

Ling Huang replied one.

: Haha, Auntie, you are welcome, this kind of person just wants to beat him so hard that he dare not do anything bad again.

There were still messages sent later that were all bits and pieces of jokes. Ling Huang saw and listened, and tears flowed all over his face again, dripping from his chin, and gathered into a big pool on the floor.

He took out Li Yan's favorite fiery red sportswear from the closet, Ling Huang shook out the neatly folded underwear, hugged him in his arms for a while, and then folded them neatly.

It didn't take long before he unfolded and hugged him again, and then folded it up again.

It was a long night, but it passed in the blink of an eye.

When it was near noon the next day, Ling Huang thought he was ready to leave.

He couldn't take anything with him when he left the plane, so he could only put the ring into a smoky blue purse and put the purse on the bedside table.

He didn't dare to ask the system whether Li Yan's life would continue after he left, whether he would remember that there was such a person and such a relationship.

Even if it is erased and forgotten, it is only Ling Huang's fate. The more you ask, the more desolate it will be.

During the last 3-minute countdown, Ling Huang took another look at the apartment that Li Yan lived with.

In the last minute, I heard the sound of a key opening the door, followed by a ridiculously large bunch of acacias at the opened door.

Li Yan closed the door and came over and moved the flowers aside to reveal his face, "I want to tell you three words, listen carefully."

Ling Huang's wide-open eyes were filled with new mist.

"I love you, Ling Huang." Li Yan hugged Hua and knelt down on one knee, "You are the only light in my chaotic life, it is you who make me feel like a new life."

"I..." Ling Huang regained consciousness in an instant, lifted his legs and ran to the bedroom, grabbed the purse and quickly untied the rope on it, and ran out again.

As soon as the fingertip reached in and touched the ring, the countdown of the system was coming to an end.

[3, 2, 1, host, the time is up. 】

[wait! ] Ling Huang grabbed the ring, tears were thrown behind him.

Kneeling on one knee at the door with an inexplicable expression, but the man with affectionate eyes was fixed on looking at Ling Huang.

"I love you, I love you too!" Ling Huang was still able to continue running, he rushed over and raised two rings and knelt down, "Li Yan! Did you hear that! I love you too!"

But Li Yan just tilted his head, holding flowers, and looked in the direction of the bedroom door without moving.

"I should have said it earlier..." Ling Huang wept with remorse, and slowly put the larger ring on Li Yan's ring finger, and then put on his own ring, holding it tightly with Li Yan's hand.

The white light in front of him gradually became stronger, and Ling Huang heard the voice of the system in a trance.

[The target leaves first. 】

[What's the meaning? ]

[Start clearing the emotional memory of the host plane. 】

Li Yan, Li Yan!

Under the dazzling light, Ling Huang saw the people and flowers in front of him shattered into dots, scattered like smoke and dust.

don't go away

and also

is coming

coming

It's really coming!

Chapter 72.5 [Extra] Li Yan's Marriage Proposal

"So..." Mom held a piece of crumpled A4 paper and flicked her fingers on the paper, "You want me to compose the lyrics for you?"

Li Yan's face flushed, "I've already thought about the tune of the numbered notation, and wrote it on it, just want you to practice with me."

"Oh." Mom stared at the Arabic numerals on the lyrics, "If you didn't tell me, I thought you wrote some code, it turned out to be numbered notation."

"..." Li Yan's voice was silenced by her mother's squeeze.

"Okay." Mom took out a cigarette and lit one and handed it to Li Yan, and when Li Yan took it, she lit another one herself, "Your dad was acquitted today, I'm in a good mood, I'll help you rehearse This love song should be a blessing to both of you."

"It's not a love song!" Li Yan took a big puff of cigarette and sprayed it on his mother's hair, "I want to propose to him, and I will propose when I get back tomorrow."

The mother was startled for a moment, then smiled and flicked the ashtray in the ashtray Li Yan was holding, "Let's start with a wedding march."

After finishing speaking, the woman put her hands on the black and white keys of the piano and played a paragraph smoothly, "I will change the performance later, and slowly connect to your song, how about it?"

"No." Li Yan shook his head, "No wedding march, this song is mine, there is no need to quote other songs."

Mom looked up and laughed for a long time, "Okay, listen to you. Then you start singing? I'll hear what you mean."

"Cough. Hmm." Li Yan cleared his throat, extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, and put the ashtray on the small table behind him.

Picking up the water cup on the table, he took a sip to moisten his throat, Li Yan had already memorized the lyrics and tune in his heart, he slowly closed his eyes, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

"On that day, I met you for the first time.

Your brows are bleak, and your eyes are gloomy, which has nothing to do with me. "

But at the end of the song, Ling Huang's appearance appeared in Li Yan's mind, his rather cold face showed a soft smile, and Li Yan's heart was in a mess.

Seeing that Li Yan didn't continue singing for a long time, my mother shook her head slightly with a smile, and put the A4 paper on the shelf of the music score.

Time to help this kid.

According to the tone of Li Yan's crappy numbered notation, my mother slowly played a smooth and beautiful prelude.

The corners of Li Yan's lips also raised a smile, and he sang again when he got stuck on the point, and his voice was completely released.

The innocence of youth, the slightly hoarse voice, the beautiful love, and the wish of being with you until you grow old.

"On that day, I met you for the first time.

Your brows are bleak, and your eyes are gloomy, which has nothing to do with me.

I went astray, but I didn't know where to go, like a stray dog, out of touch with the light.

You are with me, face to face with me, I want to look forward, I want to look to you.

Chaos is far away, you are near, and your smile is shallow, brightening my picture scroll.

The indifference is far away, the heart is warm, and the sweet dreams have drowned my first love.

I look forward, the acacia that does not shed tears in rainy days.

I look forward, a teenager who is no longer confused.

I look forward, stepping out of the hazy blue sky.

I look forward, you are there, I am going to your side.

I look to you, the light source that does not hesitate in rainy days.

I look to you, the boy who is no longer cold.

I look at you, shining into the warmth of my heart.

I look to you, you are there, I want to stay with you every day and night in the future.

On that day, I met you for the first time.

Your eyebrows are bleak, and your eyes are gloomy, how can it have nothing to do with me?

I want to give you a light smile and a sweet dream. "

The accompaniment gradually came to a stop with the mother's fingertips, Li Yan let out a breath slowly, and opened his eyes.

Seeing some moisture in her mother's soft eyes, Li Yan coughed dryly, "Is it so ugly?"

"No, no." Mom blinked and said with a smile, "My son has grown up and knows how to love and be loved. That's good, I'm happy."

Then the conversation changed, and my mother pointed to a few lines of words on the bottom of the paper, "These are not lyrics, what are they? 'I want to tell you three words, listen carefully'? Are you so domineering? Are you afraid to put Someone beat you up when you got mad?"

"Hey, don't be annoying!" Li Yan stretched out his hand to grab the piece of paper.

But my mother quickly grabbed the paper and ran to the side to continue reading: "I love you! Ling Huang! You are the only light in my chaotic life, it is you who make me feel like a new life!"

"Then start singing?" Seeing Li Yan chasing after her, my mother ran a few more steps, "Can't you remember the process after writing it down? Your brain is really hard to use, let your father do it. If you are like me, It must be a combination of virtue and art, literary and martial arts, omnipotent!"

"Mom!!!" Li Yan didn't dare to grab the paper for fear of tearing the paper, so he could only hook his mother's shoulders to control her first, "Give it back to me!"