Chapter 218: do not worry

Counting now, there are less than two years left. If he dies, what will Sheng Sheng do? Will he be bullied by Gu Shen again and forced to death by him?
So he wants to live, live longer than anyone, and live healthily.
He has some ways to kill Zhao Hong, and at the worst, he can die with her.
But then?
Who will punish the Lu Family's inferior animals?
Who will Sheng Sheng on the road from now on?
He couldn't let go of too much, so he could only figure it out slowly, find evidence of Zhao Hong's crime, personally send her to jail, and watch her die without a place to be buried.

Ling Sheng is a persevering person and firmly believes that no matter what, as long as he works hard, he will be successful.
But now, she has realized the fact in despair that the bicycle may be her culprit. After learning for two days and falling countless times, she still did not learn.
She refused to admit that she was stupid. She had absolutely no problems with her balance ability when she danced from elementary school. It must be a bicycle problem.
After ten o'clock in the evening, the community was very quiet and there were no more people.
After practicing for two full hours, Ling Sheng, who had fallen countless times, pushed the bicycle, gathered up his energy, took a deep breath, and tried for the last time. If it doesn't work, I won't practice and go home.
I just sat on the seat of the car, kicked twice, the center of gravity was unstable, the head of the car swayed from the left to the right, and he was about to fall again, closing his eyes and preparing to jump.
bicycle.
It stopped miraculously and steadily.
Someone behind her grabbed the back seat of the car. When she turned her head, she saw the gentle, narrow eyes under the man's mask, and her thin lips lightly opened: "Why are you still outside so late?"
Ling Sheng couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, but looked at him proudly: "What are you doing here so late?"
"Here is someone I miss." Jun Shiyan laughed cheerfully: "Miss Ling, I don't know if I have the honor to teach you to ride a bicycle?"
Ling Sheng glanced at his leg for fear of hurting his heart, and asked cautiously: "Can you?"
"Yes." Jun Shiyan nodded and explained: "The wheelchair is smart and understands what I want to do."
"Can you read your mind?" Ling Sheng glanced at the wheelchair thoughtfully, expressing skepticism.
Jun Shiyan was behind, helping to support the back seat of the car, watching the little girl whose nervous body collapsed into a string, and said softly, "Relax, trust me."
Ling Sheng was terrified of the fall. Her father said the same thing last night. As a result, when he let go, she fell, and her knees were green. Hearing his voice, she felt relieved inexplicably and nodded vigorously. Like a fighter: "Hmm!"
The bicycle started to move slowly, Jun Shiyan's voice was steady and warm, with a convincing magical power: "Don't worry, take your time, stabilize your body, keep breathing, don't be nervous."
When Ling Sheng heard his voice, he was very relaxed, and acted according to his instructions, pedaling without hurries, with a breeze in his ears, and his heart-warming voice.
Jun Shiyan saw that the little girl had relaxed, and slowly and slowly let go of her hand, but still followed her and talked to her.
"San Ye, when did you come back?"
"Yesterday, it was too late for fear of disturbing you."
"So it's not late today?"
"I want to come over and see how you and the bicycle are in conflict."
"What I told you is true. The first time I learned things so slowly, I always couldn't learn. The bicycle was against me."