In the darkness, Ruan Mianmian heard the low voice ringing in her ears.

"Thief?"

There was a clear tease in the man's tone, and he added, "That's how you describe me." ”

Ruan Mianmian glanced at him following the voice.

But the darkness obscured him, and he couldn't see anything.

At this time, she had to sigh, this place is really full of drama.

It was dark in front of them, and she couldn't see him, but he could hold a dagger to her throat with great accuracy.

What about the protagonist halo that is good?

Why didn't she?

Oh, she's the female villain in the original book......

Thinking of this, Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but praise herself in her heart.

Sure enough, she has experienced a lot of things, and at this time, she still has her mind wandering, thinking about what she has and what she doesn't have.

"How dare a thief be, stealing is not enough, and he is planning to charge one more person for attempted murder?"

Ruan Mianmian was bold and ready to reason with the thief behind him.

The thief suddenly chuckled, he gently slashed Ruan Mianmian's skin with the cool tip of his knife, and said lightly:

"How do you know it's an attempt?"

“......”

Ruan Mianmian tried desperately to stabilize his body, afraid that if his body shook, there would be an extra blood mark on his neck.

Then, she said lightly: "Big brother, the tip of the knife is against the neck, you can resist it well, this black light is blinding, don't show off your skills?"

Scratching back and forth, isn't this carelessness broken?

The thief seemed surprised by Ruan Mianmian's words.

He asked rhetorically, "At this time, do you still have a chance to laugh with me?"

Ruan Mianmian licked her lower lip, broke the jar and said, "Do you know? This is the world in the book, I am the heroine in the book, do you know the aura of the protagonist?"

Fang Yue: "......"

Ruan Mianmian continued: "Often at times like this, a true destiny will soon fall from the sky and save me, so I don't have to worry about it at all. ”

When Fang Yue heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He asked, "Falling from the sky, aren't you afraid that your true destiny will directly smash yourself on the roof of the house?"

Ruan Mianmian: "......"

This man has no humor and the cells are identified.

Leaning slightly, Ruan Mianmian suddenly heard a chuckle in his ears, or the kind of humming with a bit of emotion.

I smiled a little reluctantly.

At this moment, Ruan Mianmian suddenly noticed that the cool blade against his neck was gone.

Then, Fang Yue whispered to her:

"As he said, you are indeed a lovely person. ”

He?

Who is it?

The words fell, and before Ruan Mianmian could react, she felt a warm touch that hit her erection again.

It's his fingertips.

Fang Yue pinched her thin neck, and by the way, leaned over and blew lightly on the side of her face.

He said, "If I let you go, will you let me go too?"

Ruan Mianmian nodded slightly, which was regarded as an answer.

"Well, very good. ”

Then in the next second, the fingertips pinched on Ruan Mianmian's neck disappeared instantly, followed by a sound of closing the door.

She looked back blankly, but her eyes were still dim.

Even the faint light that came in through the crack in the door illuminated her pale face.

Ruan Mian stumbled to the sofa.

It seems that his mind has not yet awakened from the danger just now.

Who the hell is this thief?

Who is the 'he' he is talking about?

Ruan Mianmian now has a question mark in his mind.

But it was clear that he had not come to her room to wait for her, not to deal with her as a person.

It's to give her the last sentence.

Two clear?

Does he mean to let her let him go?

It's like it didn't happen?

Ruan Mianmian didn't know his identity, but she suddenly had an intuition.

He didn't seem to have any ill will towards her.

This matter suddenly became a pimple, stalked in Ruan Mianmian's heart, and he couldn't go up or down.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Xia Ran finally appeared.

There was a knock on Ruan Mianmian's door, and she slowly got up from the sofa and glanced at the door.

The room was still dim, Ruan Mianmian forgot to turn on the light just now, and at the moment there was only a little light coming through the crack in the door.

The door was not opened.

Xia Ran furrowed his brows and asked in a low voice, "Xiaoqing'er, are you inside?"

Hearing Xia Ran's voice, Ruan Mianmian moved her somewhat numb legs slightly, and then slowly got up to open the door.

The door opened, Xia Ran stood at the door, his face was full of worry, he glanced Ruan Mianmian up and down, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Asleep?"

Xia Ran reached out and rubbed Ruan Mianmian's slightly messy hair, his tone was gentle and full of patience.

Ruan Mianmian blinked, resisting the desire to retreat

She stood at the door of the room at the junction of light and dark, looked up at Xia Ran, and asked in a low voice:

"Where have you been today?"

Xia Ran replied: "It's nothing, I went out to meet a friend." ”

"Oh. ”

Ruan Mianmian bowed slightly, but none of her watery eyes left Xia Ran's face.

She then asked, "Is your friend hurt?"

Xia Ran tugged at the corners of his lips, feeling a little nonsensical.

"No, how can you ask that. ”

Ruan Mianmian looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

After a while, she suddenly chuckled, "It's nothing. ”

She turned her face away and said lightly: "I'm sleepy, I'm ready to go to bed, brother should go to bed early." ”

Xia Ran opened his mouth, but seeing Ruan Mianmian's lack of interest, he had to give up.

He nodded, and said to Ruan Mianmian, "Sleep, good night." ”

Ruan Mianmian took a half step back, and then closed the door.

Xia Ran stood silently at the door of Ruan Mianmian's room, stood alone for five minutes, and then slowly turned around and went back to the room.

When he stood in front of the bathroom mirror, Xia Ran suddenly understood.

Why did Ruan Mianmian ask such a nonsensical question just now?

He furrowed his brows, took off his coat very neatly and quickly, and threw it into the trash can without looking at it.

He propped his hands on the sink, half-bent over, and the air pressure of his whole person looked extremely low.

He even took several deep breaths, his fingertips clasped on the sink, and his knuckles were already white.

Xia Ran kept this posture steady for a long time, and then he turned around directly and walked towards the door.

The coat he had thrown into the trash had a dark red stain on the cuffs.

That's the color of blood.

Xia Ran appeared at the door of Ruan Mian's bedroom again, he raised his head and was about to knock on the door, but this time, he couldn't knock no matter what.

He wanted to explain.

But thinking of Ruan Mianmian's reaction before, a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

Was the explanation helpful?

Will she believe it?

In the end, Xia Ran silently returned to his room, but the back looked so depressed.

Ruan Mianmian lay silently on the bed and slowly closed her eyes.

She's getting out of here.

For a month, she couldn't wait.