Endless anger rose in Leng Zimo's heart, and that anger instantly burned all his senses.

"Okay, then I'll tell you, I want you to stay forever!" He reached out and pinched her chin, and a pair of black eyes looked at her eyes angrily, "Luo Xiaoqian, listen well, my life was saved by me, everything about you is mine, as long as you live, you must be by my side, forever, forever!" ”

Shaking her off, he turned around and walked towards the villa with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The beer can he had just landed on the ground tripped over his foot, and he shook and almost fell.

Luo Xiaoqian subconsciously took a step, but Leng Zimo had already straightened up, flew up with one foot, and the can flew up with a sharp sound, crashing into the chair in the distance, making an extremely piercing sound, and then popped out and hit Luo Xiaoqian's calf.

The calf was stuffy, and Luo Xiaoqian bent down in pain.

Leng Zimo in front didn't know anything, just strode into the villa and slammed the door slammed shut.

In a moment, the lights on the second floor came on, and soon they dimmed again.

Luo Xiaoqian squatted on the beach, and tears fell drop by drop, knocking two deep holes in the sand.

"I'm sorry, Zimo!" She whispered, "I like you, but I don't dare to love!" ”

Second floor.

Leng Zimo stood behind the curtains of the bedroom on the second floor, and from here, looking out through the gap between the two curtains, he could just look at Luo Xiaoqian who was squatting on the ground.

She squatted on the ground with her head down, he couldn't see her face clearly, and naturally he couldn't see her crying, let alone hear what she said.

Turning around, he walked back inside, picked up a cigar and lit it again.

There was no trace of her in the gap, and he raised the curtain slightly in confusion, only to see that Luo Xiaoqian had already gotten up and walked to the table, cleaning up the plates and the remaining meat and bread on the table.

Leng Zimo's face sank suddenly.

At this time, she is still in the mood to care about these, it seems that she really doesn't care about him, and she is really just grateful to him.

His heart, as if grasped by a prickly hand, was stuffy and painful.

Downstairs.

Luo Xiaoqian carefully cleaned up the plates on the table and picked up the cans on the ground...... Having everything cleaned up, she looked up at the darkened villa, turned to the tent, and sat down.

All night.

Leng Zimo stood behind the curtain all night, and Luo Xiaoqian sat in the tent all night.

Until, in the distant eastern sky, the first glimmer of morning light appeared.

Gazing at the morning sun rising over the sea in the distance, Leng Zimo pressed the cigar tip between his fingers into the ashtray on the side of the window, and then he turned and walked into the bathroom.

A moment later, when he changed into a dark suit and walked out of the bedroom, he had already recovered the Leng Zimo that everyone was familiar with.

Cold, hard, indifferent.

Walking to the beach, he strode in front of Luo Xiaoqian.

Luo Xiaoqian was wrapped in a sleeping bag and had not slept all night, and at this moment she finally dozed off uncontrollably in the morning light.

Looking at her condescendingly in the sleeping bag, Leng Zimo subconsciously bent down, wanting to replace her, but his hand reached halfway, stopped in the air, and shrank back.

"It's time to go!"

"What?"

Luo Xiaoqian woke up in shock, raised her face to look at Leng Zimo standing in front of her, the light was dazzling, and her eyes hurt a little.

Looking at the confused look on her face, Leng Zimo's mood that had just calmed down instantly became angry again.