There was an indescribable depression in his voice, as if it was so heavy that the person who was overwhelmed was breathless.

Millie didn't know what he meant, there was too much entanglement between the two of them, and it was his attitude towards her that made him say sorry? Or is it affection? Or is it his coercion and temptation? After such a trance, I realized that it had already been involved.

Love or hate, or not love, or entanglement, all entangled.

His kiss was covered, with a hint of wine sweetness, as if that wasn't enough, and he pulled her over and confronted him.

They have been together for a long, long, long time, but she doesn't remember that he kissed her so seriously, one by one, as if to be burned into the soul, every lip flap is not let go, kiss her seriously, her lips hurt, shrink slightly, and his movements stop.

There was moonlight in the window, and the dim glow of the fireplace and a wrought iron lamp overhead, all of which converged in his eyes, and she opened her eyes to look at him, and her eyes met, and she saw that the little intoxication in his eyes was a little sober, and she became more and more clear, staring at her eyes tightly, as if she finally recognized who the person in front of her was.

Her heart sank a little bit.

Maybe even this kiss was not given to her, but it was the moment she was here, he thought of other people, and now, he saw clearly, it was not that person, she was not the one he wanted to kiss seriously.

Anya?

This thought flashed through my heart, and there was a pain like a cocoon, long and deep, and it was eaten away by itself.

"Why are you here?" His voice sounded like a dream, slow but more like an inquiry.

Millie wanted to answer: Because of you! It's because of you! Because I love you! I'm afraid of anything wrong with you!

But what's the use? It's just a joke, if he doesn't care about you, what if you are a sword and a sea of fire? It's not just as powerless.

"Why are you ......" his voice was soft, almost inaudible.

Why her? Millie looked up at him, staring straight into his eyes.

The world is so big, so many men and women, so many people meet and pass by, why is he? Why is he so close in front of her, the two people who once thought they could last forever are now here, she thinks she has a little place in his heart, but that's just a little bit.

Thinking about it, she was really a cowardly person, and she didn't dare to have a little courage to spread out a qiē in the sun, and said it plainly. There is a voice in my heart that said that it should be explained loudly, it doesn't matter if you love or hate, love should be clean and blazing, if he doesn't love her, she will leave, and she will never drag her feet.

But the other party is him......

She didn't even have the courage to speak clearly, she was timid and cowardly, just by his side like this, even if he even gave a kiss and a look, he wasn't for her.

***

The stars are bright, they are really dense stars, they can see so clearly, they almost have a feeling of dense phobia, as if all the stars are going to be pressed down and cover her, the evening breeze is a little cool, but the cooler it is, the more it calms down a little bit, as if it doesn't hurt so much.

It's a great place for her to breathe here, if you change to a season with a suitable temperature, it will be more comfortable, the lake is sparkling, and the insects are chirping intermittently, as if it is a place that only appears in a dream. Millie took out her phone and adjusted a software to look at the stars, divide the stars into constellations, and have something to do, so that her chest is not so stuffy.

After sitting for a while, back to the house, Wang Zhao leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, a bottle of red wine in front of him had bottomed out, the house was fully heated, Millie took off her coat lightly and hung it on the coat and hat at the door, as soon as she stretched out her hand, her coat hung up, but Wang Zhao's coat was touched and fell to the ground, Millie reached out to pick it up, wanted to hang it up, something rolled out of Wang Zhao's pocket, and rolled on the ground a few times to the middle floor.

It is a small black velvet box.

Millie went over and crouched down to pick it up, opened it, and inside was a ring.

The pink diamond is set in the center, and a little light will follow the sparkle, burning people's eyes, and it is beautiful.

Millie remembered what he had said before she came here, when she was still in England.

He said, "We are not the best two people, but the others are even worse."

Such a picturesque place with lakes and mountains, such a country house, and a ring, he originally planned to propose to someone here, right? Why else would you come here with a ring?

To whom?

She was looking at it in a daze, the shadow above her head suddenly became heavy, and she was caught off guard by someone who came over and grabbed the box, she looked up in fright and faced Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao's eyes were a little blood-red, condescending, clutching in his hands