Entering the house, Feng Hao let go of her, walked to the sofa and sat down, and put the computer on his lap again, but his mood could not be calmer.

He knew that his current nervousness towards Xia Yucheng was definitely abnormal, not to mention pathological.

In this world, no matter how good the relationship is, two people cannot be inseparable for a minute or a second.

But now, as soon as this woman was out of his sight, he felt uneasy. This uneasiness came from the man in City A, who looked the same as him and was difficult to distinguish.

If he was alone, he would have quietly returned to City A to find a countermeasure. But now he can't even take a step out, and he has never felt like he is bound.

"Hao ......" a whisper close to his ear interrupted his complicated thoughts, Xia Yucheng sat down next to him and handed him a magazine, "Tell me, did you take the picture marked on it?"

Feng Hao took the magazine and took the laptop away with one hand: "Why did you turn all this out?"

"Did you shoot it? It was so beautiful, I used to love to read this magazine, the Chinese version." Maybe I saw the pictures you took at that time, is it fate?"

She looked at his charming silhouette and said a lot of things, but he didn't seem to listen to a word, holding the magazine in his hand and frowning slightly.

Obviously, what she was interested in now and what he wanted to be safe were two different things.

"What book did you turn to?" asked Feng Hao for a long time, and did not answer the question she had just asked.

Xia Yucheng was stunned, feeling that the man in front of him had something hidden in his heart.

"I ...... I found this ...... I have seen the movie before...... "Xia Yucheng took out the English version of Alexandre Dumas's "Viscount Bragerlona" that he found.

Feng Hao stared at the book in her hand tightly, the title of the book was like a soldering iron, and it instantly pressed to his heart, burning with pain.

Isn't the movie "Man in the Iron Mask", based on this book, about a pair of twins who look very similar to each other and replace each other's identities?

The loser was nailed to an iron mask and locked up forever in a damp and gloomy prison.

"What's so nice about that?" he suddenly growled, snatched the book from her hand, got up, walked to the window, and threw it downstairs.

Xia Yucheng looked at him in surprise, she couldn't react for a long time, she knew that Feng Hao was angry for this book, but she didn't know the deeper reason.

Tonight, there are no stars, but the moonlight is especially bright.

For a long time, Feng Hao stood motionless in front of the window, as if he had fallen into a huge black hole, unable to extricate himself.

It is impossible for him to sue her, he is in a dilemma, he is in a dilemma, he can't sue her, there is another one of his deposits, and it is impossible for him to sue her, because he can't move an inch because of her by his side.

"Hao ......" Xia Yucheng got up and walked to his side, and asked softly, "That book, I don't read it, you are tired these days, why don't you rest early!"

After saying that, she just wanted to walk away, but he grabbed her hand, she made a gesture that wanted to pull out, but he held it tighter.

She turned around, put her other hand on his shoulder, and rested her head on it.

The room was so quiet that it was as if they could only hear each other's breathing.