Her brain and thinking ability seem to be stuck in the pain of receiving Xiao Caiyun's murder and death, and she doesn't even know how to get back to the villa from the hospital.

It's just that as soon as I enter the hall, the maid of the villa wants to come to mp3.

A man leaned quietly in front of the wide, open floor-to-ceiling window, and sat in a daze when he came back from the hospital.

The maid repeatedly dissuaded her that it was time for lunch, and she didn't seem to hear it.

His eyes were hollow, and he looked out the window without focus.

There is no goal.

She is the most distressed, holding it in the palm of her hand for fear of falling, her sister who finally recognized each other, is life so short?

The corners of his mouth were bitterly hooked, Yan Yixuan's sacrificed life still didn't save Xiao Caiyun's life in the end?

She could see that since Yan Yixuan's death, she couldn't see any hope in Xiao Caiyun's eyes.

Sit from morning to afternoon and stay from afternoon to evening.

Xingchen Hanxi pushed open the door, followed by a bodyguard dressed in black.

Just as he pushed the door open, his obsidian-like eyes stared closely at the small figure that had been sitting in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

There was no reason in his heart, and he couldn't see any shadow in those unfocused eyes, confused about the unknown future.

Xingchen Hanxi was worried that she didn't eat properly because of her hangover overnight, so she rushed home non-stop.

It's just that when he saw that scene, he also knew in his heart that his worries were right.

The bodyguard hurriedly stepped forward to tell Xiao Caiyun about the matter of Xingchen Hanxi.

Xingchen Hanxi waved his hand, and the bodyguards and maids exited the hall one after another.

Xingchen Lianxue didn't seem to notice that everyone was moving out, and still looked ahead.

Xingchen Hanxi walked towards the sluggish figure and stood beside her.

Looking out the window at the villa garden, purple lavender blooms, and a piano stand in the center.

Pick her up horizontally and walk to her room.

Xingchen Love Snow is like a Barbie doll whose soul has been drained, without the slightest resistance, lying quietly in this warm, familiar cologne-scent embrace.

Gently placed her on the large purple lace bed, and then unplugged the headphones that had been plugged into her ears.

The moment he got the mp3, Xingchen Hanxi's handsome face became more and more gloomy, and the cold light from his black eyes stared at the highest volume of the mp3 display.

Grabbing her white wrist, anger erupted between her words.

"Xingchen loves snow, you don't care about your body so much? It seems that her death for you is just normal and not in normal things. ”

Damn, she actually turned up the volume to the highest, if she came back one step too late, wouldn't she be able to hear him?

Aren't you afraid that your eardrums will be detected?

！

Furious, Xingchen Hanxi slammed the mp3 to the ground, and estimated that it was broken.

It's just that Xingchen Lianxue still squatted down, picked up the broken mp3 and continued to stuff it into his ears.

Slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the room with purple lace-lace curtains, and sat quietly.

Raise your head and look out the window at the twinkling stars in the sky, and a bright moon.

The sky is full of stars, does it tell that human life is like a meteor, fleeting?

The hanging eyelashes are like two fans, and the eyes are gently closed.

When he opened his eyes again, two lines of tears rolled down fragily.

Xingchen Hanxi, whose face was expressionless, but his heart was like a knife scraping fiercely, quietly grabbed her shoulders, took her into his arms, and accompanied her to watch the stars in the sky