The golden sunlight shines through the window screen and shines on the soft bed. The playful sunlight sparkling above danced with the slight swaying of the curtains. As soon as he didn't make his mind, he fell into the eyes of a woman.

Her eyes were as bright as the stars, only in the daytime, the stars could only be hidden. Therefore, the woman's splendor faded in that moment, and what was revealed was the pain that was about to overflow.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a splitting headache. The whole brain was dizzy and swollen, and I was completely devoid of energy. Just when she wanted to move her body and change into a comfortable position, she didn't know that there was an unbearable pain in the depths of her body. She shouted silently, her features twisted together.

She didn't know where she was, all she saw was this large and prosperous room. For a moment, she thought she was just sleeping in her cabin.

When her brain no longer hurt so much, she realized that she was in a strange place, sleeping in a strange bed, and there was a ...... beside her Strangers......

As if she had lost her memory, she stared blankly at the ceiling, trying to remember the previous fragment.

Slowly, fragments of memories from last night and the early hours of the morning came to mind. Piece by piece, it seems impossible to put together. She only felt that her brain hurt, and it hurt badly.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at the man beside her with his eyes closed. Although he is asleep, he still has a natural temperament, and has the aura of a superior person that is incomparable to ordinary people.

Suddenly, memories of this man flashed through her mind. Now, the whole piece is connected in series.

The scenes that have happened are all in front of her eyes. As if yesterday's frustration and pain were still vivid, she was sure that Ye Wen's betrayal was not a dream, not a fantasy made up by herself, but a real existence that could not be erased by history......

She hugged herself tightly and slowly shrunk up. She didn't care about the red marks and bruises on her body, because the mental tear was worse than her physical one. She covered her face with her hands, wanting to cry, but she couldn't. The bitterness in her heart can't be poured out, so she can only leave it to her own to digest.

She paused like this for a few seconds, but the world would not turn slower because of a person's grievances.

She didn't want to stay in this filthy room for another second, and she tried to get dressed as neatly as she could, enduring the pain that would arise with every slight movement of her body. She saw her only bag scattered across the floor, and quickly moved over to pick it up. Patting it carefully, it seemed that she could see a thick layer of dust on the bag.

Actually, there's nothing on it. The floor was also clean and could reflect her reflection.

It's just that in her mind, it's dirty. Because her heart has been covered with a thick layer of dust, and she can no longer be clear.

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of Xi Muchen sleeping soundly on the white bed, his quiet face was held in her arms by the sun. There is less heroism in weekdays, and more softness that is not in weekdays.

Such a man who has been carved out is born to be the darling of the crowd. People like her are born to be incompatible with the world's vision, and they were, are, and will be.

As soon as she saw this face, she felt angry. She was indeed in a predicament yesterday, and he helped her, and she was indeed very grateful.

It's just that he wants to use her jokes to blackmail her, this feeling is really unpleasant, she is really unhappy. This gave her a sense of déjà vu that she had just come out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den.