Chapter 1819 Youthful Love Letter 24

"Creak..." There was a long sound, and Iveco came to a sudden stop.

Xueluo opened the car door, and before she could stand still, she stumbled and ran towards the hill where the person was standing.

"Xueluo...slow down!"

I thought Xueluo got out of the car for convenience or something, but unexpectedly she ran all the way towards the person standing on the hill.

"Who is that person? Could it be the Great God of Wealth?" a volunteer who was traveling with him guessed.

"Probably not! Feng Xinglang is so strong!"

Zuo Anyan answered, "But judging from the speed at which Lin Xueluo ran over, she should be very familiar with this person!"

"Brother Cong...Brother Cong...is that you?"

At first, Xueluo only dared to whisper quietly, not daring to shout too loudly.

Because they all said that Cong Gang had passed away two years ago, including his own husband and children.

Although Xueluo never believed that Cong Gang, who had infinite vitality, died like that, the fact that Cong Gang had been missing for two years would inevitably make her firm belief collapse bit by bit.

The small hill looked very close, and it felt like it was only a few steps away, but Xueluo ran for a full kilometer or two before approaching the standing man wearing a hooded gray sweatshirt.

You know, she would have to bargain with Mo Ranran to run 800 meters on weekdays; but at this moment, Xueluo almost ran down the uneven mountain road of more than 1,000 meters without stopping. I almost tripped over those little dirtbags.

"Brother Cong...Brother Cong...is that you?"

Xueluo was panting. He paused seven or eight meters away from the man in the sweatshirt. She gasped for air, feeling her voice and body shaking.

The man in the hoodie still had his back to Xueluo, as silent as the patron saint of the valley.

"Brother Cong...it's you...it must be you!"

Xueluo couldn't control her emotions and almost rushed forward and hugged the sweatshirt man tightly around his waist.

That hugging feeling that makes people feel safe and peaceful... Only Cong Gang can give her such an almost holy feeling!

The man in the hoodie moved a little, as if he wasn't used to being hugged so tightly by someone else, and a married woman at that.

Or maybe he wasn't used to being hugged by anyone. Especially this kind of emotional hug!

Emotions do not necessarily have to be between men and women; there are also family ties, friendships, etc. that are above the emotions between men and women!

"You are Cong Gang...you are Cong Gang! You are Cong Gang!"

Xueluo, who was unable to move the man in the sweatshirt, followed the man in the sweatshirt's waist and turned to the man in the sweatshirt.

The man in the sweatshirt wore a mask and looked at Lin Xueluo, who was examining him, with warm eyes.

Just seeing the eyes of the man in the hoodie, Xueluo cheered, "Brother Cong! You are indeed Brother Cong! You are still alive... you are still alive! Great... you are still alive!"

As she spoke, Xueluo's tears rolled down uncontrollably. She hugged Cong Gang's waist tightly from the front again, buried her face in his chest and cried unbridled.

"Brother Cong... why did you come back... I miss you every day! I miss you so much!"

Thinking about him every day? I still really want to...

The man in the sweatshirt trembled slightly, and instinctively wanted to push away Lin Xueluo who was hugging him; but Lin Xueluo hugged him tightly without any sign of letting go.

"Lin Xueluo...can you let go of me?" That deep voice had a sense of vicissitudes of life.

It turned out to be Cong Gang.

That faint and mysterious feeling of alienation is like a god who has been tempered by heaven!

It’s unreal, but it exists like a dream!

Within reach! And out of reach!

"No! No! Brother Cong, why did you come back? How could you let our family worry about you for so long?!"

Xueluo was like a willful child. The more Cong Gang tried to pull her arms away, the tighter she hugged her.

"What, you still want me to live for your family?"

Cong Gang's tone was light and clear. It sounds a bit cold, but those who know him know that this is just his usual cold tone.

"..." Xueluo raised her head and stared blankly at Cong Gang, whose words were somewhat unfriendly.

"Anyway, I need you! You are the only non-blood relative of me, Lin Xueluo! Can you not leave me? Don't leave Nuonuo... By the way, there is also Chongchong..."

At the mention of her youngest son, Xueluo's eyes lit up, "Brother Cong, did you know? I gave birth to another son named Chongchong! He's very cute! If you see my Chongchong, you will definitely like it very much. His! I promise!”

Cong Gang didn't answer, but glanced sideways at the Iveco.

He seemed a little uncomfortable being watched like this.

And almost all the volunteers in Ivekoli have started talking about it.

"Ah? Who is that man? Why did Lin Xueluo hold him for so long?"

"Probably some relative of Lin Xueluo..." Zuo Anyan guessed.

"I've never heard of Lin Xueluo having any relatives!"

"Exactly! Besides Xia Zhengyang, does Lin Xueluo have any male relatives like this?"

"That's right, that's right, can't it be Fang Yiyan?"

"It's very possible! It looks like it!"

"Ah...Lin Xueluo ran away from home, leaving her two children behind...could it be just to have a private meeting with Fang Yiyan?"

"Oh my god! The more I look at that man, the more he looks like Fang Yiyan!"

Everyone was talking about the man Lin Xueluo was hugging.

Even Xueluo's ex-boyfriend who wasn't really an ex-boyfriend was pulled out. And the more you talk about it, the more it sounds like that.

"Shut up, everyone! Stop talking nonsense! Lin Xueluo is not that kind of woman!" Zuo Anyan stopped everyone's discussion.

"But she is still hugging that man! And it was she who took the initiative to hug that man... Could it be that there is really some personal relationship?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Just stay in the car!"

Zuo Anyan got out of the car. Firstly, he wanted to see clearly who the man Xueluo was holding; secondly, it was also for Xueluo's personal safety.

Seeing Zuo Anyan getting out of the car, Cong Gang used his strength to pull away Lin Xueluo's arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Lin Xueluo, you are holding me like this...are you really not afraid that Feng Xinglang will be jealous?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Just as Cong Gang pulled his arms away, Xueluo leaned forward and leaned closer, "Besides, Feng Xinglang can't beat you, you don't have to be afraid of him!"

"..." Why do the woman's words sound so awkward?

He said it as if he really had some shady affair with her!

"By the way, Brother Cong, I want to make my Chongchong your godson!"

Such an idea came to mind when Cong Gang sent the little guy who was still in his belly and her to the small house full of flowers and plants in the courtyard.

Of course, at that time Xueluo just wanted to give her daughter to Cong Gang as her goddaughter; how could she have thought that she would give birth to another boy!

"You... are in charge?"

Cong Gang's question was obviously provocative.

It’s also a different kind of exciting general!

In fact, it can also be read from another side: he likes that child Chongchong very much!