She was a little envious of Lan Lan, who was able to make Scarlet Luo open her heart. It's something she's tried hard for a month without success.

During this month, she could feel his rejection of her, and when she held his hand, he never refused or resisted but did not respond. When she planted roses, he stood quietly aside, not reaching out or doing anything.

Sometimes she is so sad that there is a person in her life who makes her hopelessly like but never gets it; Sometimes she is so thankful that there is someone in her life who can give her affection.

She really thanked him from the bottom of her heart, thanked him for being able to appear in his life, made her heart throb hotly, let her dry life passion burn, and made her feel that happiness was so simple, just staying by his side, I felt that there was a warm current in my heart.

likes him, and it makes her extremely sad.

Once, she didn't want to sink herself.

In those days, she forced herself to forget about him, and controlled herself not to think about him during the day.

But she couldn't control her dreams.

She felt so tired. Leaning limply on the sofa, tears rolling in his eyes.

She dreamed of marrying him countless times, and the wedding in her dream was gorgeous and beautiful, and she stood happily beside him in a white wedding dress, and the priest said, "Now please ask the bridegroom to kiss the bride." She happily stood on her tiptoes and tried to get over, but received no response.

Then the dream woke up, the heart was empty, and there was always a voice in the heart that kept ringing - the dream was the opposite.

That voice kept reminding her that that person was her unattainable dream. And then she kept falling into this pain of not being able to ask for it.

Curl up on the couch and hug yourself. The sun was shining outside the window, and the light was scattered on her body, but she didn't feel the slightest warmth, only the pain from the bottom of her heart.

She was deeply fond of Scarlet Luo, so after Qianqian informed her that Luo Mei had died, she resolutely ran to the country of Yanxia, secretly ran to the bar he would go to every night, and secretly guarded him by his side every night, never showing up.

If it weren't for the fact that Mu Shuiyuan, who would follow her every day, temporarily went to Duobao Country and had no one around her to protect her, she would not have been molested by bad people, and she would not have subconsciously hugged his waist and leaned in his arms, begging him to save her.

If—no, not so many ifs, she likes him, she doesn't regret it.

Wipe away tears from the corners of your eyes. Adjusting his state, Xiaolu pushed open his door and walked to the door of Scarlet Luo's bedroom, knocking gently.

"Scarlet, are you there?"

"What's the matter?" didn't say please come in, and didn't take the initiative to open the door, and the scarlet in the house opened his mouth coldly.

In fact, she didn't have anything to do, she just missed him very much in the past few days when she was asleep, and wanted to hear his voice.

"—I wonder how your arm is recovering? I've had something to do this week, so I haven't been able to see you, you-" There were a thousand words that I wanted to express, but in the end they could only be reduced to "You-are okay?" ”

The door didn't open, and the fawn lowered her head in frustration, her strength pouring out, and she turned her back against the door.

"It's recovering well." The magnetic bass seems to be getting closer.

Even through the door, the low, magnetic voice was still beautiful, and it still made her heart pound with anger.

"That's good, I hope you can recover soon." You can continue to do what you want to do, such as regain the skills you are proud of.

“…… I'm tired, you go. ”

"I'm ......, okay." She still has something to say.

Inside the house, Fei Luo leaned his head against the door frame, and he couldn't help but think of what Mu Shui Yuan said to him half a month ago.

"I don't want to leave you either, I want you to leave now. But for now, only if you are healed, Lu'er will let you go. ”

- The day he recovers is the day he should leave.

A thick irony crept up his handsome and impeccable face.

The hammer of his left hand hit the wall heavily, and the wall cracked instantly. His left arm is actually better, but he hasn't felt connected for too long, so there will always be some paralysis that he is not used to.

Mu Shuilan is young, but her medical skills are unexpectedly good, and he even thinks that Mu Shuilan is far higher than her brother Mu Shuiyuan's medical skills.

But he doesn't want others to know what he's recovered now, and as for the reason for this—there is no reason, he's always been willful, and he doesn't want to.