Jiang Ruan's pupils trembled slightly.

It was as if there was a fierce and all-engulfing fire that burned everything, destroyed a home, and threw a man into an endless hell.

In her mind, what Fu Chi had said to her before suddenly echoed.

"My mother was burned alive, and when she died, I was locked in a dark room less than ten meters away from her."

"I can't get out, I can't save her."

"She's not sick, but everybody says she's crazy."

……

A cool breeze blew in my face.

Jiang Ruan only felt that his hands and feet were cold.

At that time, she couldn't really understand his emotions, but when she stood in this area, she felt that her heart and lungs were rubbed together.

His own mother was burned alive in front of his eyes, and he saw everything with his own eyes, but he couldn't do anything about it.

At that time, he ...... How desperate and painful?

How did he resist everything in the later years?

"In his life, he only has you in his heart, you don't want to let him down."

In his ears, the man's cold and stern voice came out.

Jiang Ruan came back to his senses slightly.

"Can you tell me about his past?"

She asked.

Qianyu had an indifferent expression on his face: "Can't." ”

Jiang Ruan took a deep breath.

This man is really not funny at all.

She suspected that even if he was to be beaten to the ground, he would never say a word more.

"Forget it, I'm in trouble today, I'll go back by myself."

She didn't want to stay here any longer.

After seeing this place, she probably understood what pain Fu Chi was hiding in her heart.

But he almost never behaves.

In front of her, forever gentle, clean, and spotless.

"Okay."

Qianyu responded calmly, turned around and left.

Jiang Ruan: "......"

What kind of magical species are Fu Chi's side?

She glanced in that direction again, and the cold wind was bleak.

It was a few seconds before she turned and left the oppressive area.

Leave from the Fu family's old house.

Jiang Ruan did not return to school.

She looked at the time, 10:00 a.m.

turned around and went back to the community.

Grabbing the key he had given him, he went straight up to the sixth floor.

Came to this overly cold house, the whole space is incredible, at first, she only thought that he didn't like bells and whistles, but now when she looks at it again, she only thinks that this is a frozen place.

Entered the door.

I walked through the hallway and into the living room.

She saw the painting on the wall directly opposite, the only bright color in the room.

It is a shocking red.

Infinite gloom and despair.

It's very depressing.

I used to think that it was terrifying and weird, but now I feel that it is more like a true portrayal of his heart.

Stared at the painting for a long time.

She turned and went back to his bedroom, plopping down on the soft mattress.

Then I took out my mobile phone and carefully calculated the time difference, this time......

It should be past nine o'clock in the evening.

According to his routine, he should be lying in bed by now......

Think about it.

She licked her lips, opened WeChat without hesitation, and then dialed a video call.

She wants to send warmth to her beauty.

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It was raining outside the window, and the rainflakes were hitting the glass window, making a sound that was neither light nor heavy.

The room was dim, and on the bed, the man was lying flat in an orderly manner, with his hands crossed on his lower abdomen and his eyelids gently closed.

The originally silent space suddenly sounded a prompt sound.

The man who was asleep opened his eyes instantly, and raised his hand to pick up the mobile phone that was placed next to the pillow.

It seems like a long time coming.