Chapter 218 Don’t Be Nervous

Now, there are less than two years left. If he dies, what will Shengsheng do? Will he be bullied by that bastard Gu Shen again and be forced to death by him?

So he wants to live longer and healthier than anyone else.

He has many ways to kill Zhao Hong, and at the worst, he can die with her.

But what happens next?

Who will punish those people from the Lu family who are worse than animals?

Who will protect Shengsheng in her future journey?

He couldn't let go of too much, so he could only look at it slowly, find evidence of Zhao Hong's crime, send her to prison with his own hands, and watch her die without a burial place.

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Ling Sheng is a perseverant person who firmly believes that no matter what, as long as you work hard, you will succeed.

But now, she desperately realizes the fact that cycling may be her Achilles heel. After two days of learning and falling countless times, she still hasn't learned it yet.

She refused to admit that she was stupid. She had been dancing since elementary school and had absolutely no problem with her balance. There must be something wrong with the bike.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the community was very quiet, with no one around.

Ling Sheng, who had been practicing for two full hours and fell countless times, pushed the bicycle, mustered up her energy, took a deep breath, and gave it one last try. If it didn't work, she would stop practicing and go home.

Just as I sat on the car seat, I kicked my feet twice, and my center of gravity became unstable. The front of the car swayed left and right, and I was about to fall again. I closed my eyes and prepared to jump out of the car.

bike.

Miraculously, it stopped steadily.

Someone behind her grabbed the back seat of the car. She turned around and saw a pair of gentle and narrow eyes under the man's mask. His thin lips parted slightly: "Why are you still out so late?"

Ling Sheng couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes, but she looked at him arrogantly: "What are you doing here so late?"

"There are people I miss here." Jun Shiyan laughed happily: "Miss Ling, I wonder if I have the honor to teach you how to ride a bicycle?"

Ling Sheng glanced at his legs, for fear of breaking his heart, and asked cautiously: "Is it okay?"

"Okay." Jun Shiyan nodded and explained: "The wheelchair is smart and understands what I want to do."

"You can also read minds?" Ling Sheng looked at the wheelchair thoughtfully, expressing doubts.

Jun Shiyan was behind, helping to hold the back seat of the car. Looking at the little girl whose nervous body was reduced to a string, he said softly: "Relax a little, trust me."

Ling Sheng was afraid of falling. Her father said the same thing last night. When he let go, she fell and her knees were bruised. When she heard his voice, she felt at ease inexplicably and nodded vigorously. Like a fighter: "Yeah!"

The bicycle slowly started to move. Jun Shiyan's voice was steady and warm, with a convincing magical power: "Don't be anxious, take your time, steady your body, keep breathing, don't be nervous."

When Ling Sheng heard his voice, she relaxed and followed his instructions, pedaling her feet in a leisurely manner, with the breeze in her ears and his heart-warming voice.

Jun Shiyan saw that the little girl had relaxed, and slowly let go of her hand, but he still followed her and talked to her.

"Third Master, when did you come back?"

"Yesterday, it was too late, so I was afraid of disturbing you."

"Isn't it too late today?"

"I want to come over and see how you and the bicycle are so incompatible."

"Everything I tell you is true. It's the first time I'm so slow to learn something. I always fail to learn. It's the bicycle that's against me."