Not the antidote

Lin Fei's arrival came much sooner than Yang Jing thought.Even though it was only after five o'clock in the morning, the sky was still dark.If it wasn't for getting up early and running in the morning, the other party would probably have run home.Yang Jing hated letting her break into the house again.

"Yang Jing, did Mingming look for you after returning to China?"

Blocking the way, Lin Fei, who was wrapped in a woolen coat and even put on makeup, raised his sharp chin, stared at Yang Jing with slender eyes as if he wanted to eat people, "I said, why are you so lingering? What? Mingming has gone abroad, so can't you let him go?"

Lingering?Ha, what a nice adjective.But Yang Jing didn't know that one day, this word would be used by the person most suitable for it.

Not wanting to talk nonsense with him, Yang Jing turned sideways to avoid him, but Lin Fei steadfastly grabbed his arm, determined to find out the whereabouts of her own son.

"Don't look for her, let her go, let her go, don't look for her, and don't let her come back..."

His father's words before parting echoed in his ears, coupled with Lin Fei's sharp questioning and clamoring, Yang Jing's rationality began to be stripped away bit by bit.

"Ah, what are you doing? Yang...you...animal...let go...ah, I..."

The slender neck is strangled, and it can be broken with a little effort.Lin Fei panicked and kept struggling, pushing and grabbing Yang Jing's wrist with both hands.

"Why?" A pair of red eyes stared at Lin Fei with a terrifying expression, Yang Jing's voice was terribly cold, "Why did you leave at that time? And why did you come back after so many years? Why..."

All are the same, mother and son are all the same.Betrayal, bite back, and don't know how to repent.Ha, no blood relationship, after doing such an unbearable thing, she still has the face to introduce her to others as her mother, how ridiculous it is.

After all, it was the return of reason, Yang Jing let go of his hand, and Lin Fei took a few steps back in fear after clutching his neck with several red marks.Yang Jing clenched her fists and turned around to walk back, but she softened her tone as if Fu Ling's heart had come, "Xiao Jing... I know I was wrong and selfish at that time... If you know, please tell me Where is the name, okay?"

"What does it have to do with me."

"Yang Jing! Mingming is sick! He can't, can't..."

There was a sarcastic smile on his mouth, Yang Jing still said that, it has nothing to do with me.

Two years ago, he and the two people surnamed Lin should have had nothing to do with each other.