Zilong didn't bother Ruoyu, but stood quietly at the corner of the corridor.

He had been standing for less than a minute when he heard a faint cry.

This voice was very familiar to him, during the time when Tianxiu had just left, Ruoyu would hide in the room alone and cry almost every day.

It was such a familiar cry that made Zilong's heart cramp for a while.

Obviously, it was Ruoyu who was the most sad now, but Zilong felt as if she was many times sadder than her.

Gradually, the crying became louder and louder, and even the intermittent Zilong heard the words repeated in Ruoyu's cry.

"Heavenly Cultivation...... Heavenly Cultivation ...... Are you okay to come back...... I can't hold on......"

When Zilong heard Ruoyu crying and calling Tianxiu's name, his hands clenched tightly into fists.

It's all at this time, how can Ruoyu still look forward to Tianxiu coming back.

How could Tianxiu come back......

After a long time, Zilong walked in front of Ruoyu step by step.

Ruoyu clasped her hands around her knees, her body curled up and squatted on the steps, her head buried between her arms, her shoulders constantly towering.

Zilong didn't say anything, just pulled Ruoyu's trembling body into his arms, and let her cry uncontrollably in his arms.

He didn't know how to comfort people, and he had never taken the initiative to comfort anyone for so many years.

He just instinctively wanted Ruoyu to rely on himself, and wanted Ruoyu to know that no matter what kind of wind and rain he encountered, he would accompany her, and she could hide in his arms and cry uncontrollably.

And at the moment when Zilong pulled her into her arms, Ruoyu seemed to forget that the person in front of her was Zilong, the black-bellied boss she was very afraid of.

At this moment, she was groggy because of an overdose of drugs.

just instinctively shrunk his cold little body into Zilong's arms.

A long, long time passed, and gradually the sound of Wakaha's crying became smaller and quieter, until the stairwell returned to its former calm.

There was no sound other than the sound of the two of them breathing.

After a long time, Ruoyu's even breathing came out, and Zilong looked down to find that Ruoyu had fallen asleep in his arms.

Zilong didn't think much about it, but felt that Ruoyu fell asleep because he was too sad.

So the Zilong gentleman took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and then gently wiped away the few tears that were still hanging on Ruoyu's face.

Then he carefully picked up Ruoyu horizontally and continued to walk downstairs.

It was only past 11 o'clock in the morning when he returned to the Star Lake Villa, and Zilong saw that Ruoyu had not woken up, so he carefully carried her back to the room and put her on the bed.

After carefully covering Ruoyu with the quilt, Zilong originally planned to go downstairs to pour a glass of water.

It turned out that one of Ruoyu's hands was tightly pulling the corner of his suit jacket and refused to let go.

Zilong knew that Ruoyu must have regarded him as a heavenly cultivator again, so he didn't leave, just sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Ruoyu's body into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Because of the medicine and depression, Ruoyu slept until it was dark in the evening and slowly woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself back in the Star Lake Villa, where Zilong sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her.

Zilong said in an extremely soft tone: "Awake? ”

To be honest, such a gentle voice, coming out of Zilong's mouth, is like acting in a ghost movie.