The force of that punch was not small, and although there was no blood, the back of his white hand immediately turned red.

But Su Mingyuan didn't seem to have any sense, and he was indifferent to the pain coming from his opponent.

His mind was full of Qiao Yue's lonely eyes, as well as her lips that were clenched tightly because of forbearance and nervousness.

I don't know how long it took, Su Mingyuan walked out of the kitchen empty-handed.

Walking to the stairs, he subconsciously looked up and saw that in the corridor on the second floor, the place where Qiao Yue was standing was empty, and his heart suddenly felt empty, as if a piece was missing.

Su Mingyuan raised his feet and walked up the stairs, but his eyes were staring at the door of the master bedroom on the second floor without blinking.

Qiao Yue was there at this time, had she already slept?

Walking to the door of the bedroom, Su Mingyuan paused, stood there, and looked through the door for a long time.

Only finally did he turn and walk towards the study.

Back in the study, he didn't have the heart to continue the conference call just now, but sat directly on the leather office chair, looking out the window with heavy eyes.

The rain became heavier again, and the occasional lightning flashed in the sky, followed by a muffled thunderstorm.

The garden lights shone on the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and droplets of water could be seen sliding down the glass in a zigzag way, leaving an irregular curve.

Su Mingyuan's gaze was deep and distant, as if he was looking out of the window, and as if he was looking far away from the window.

Eight years ago, it was also such a thunderstorm night.

With an umbrella, she walked through half of Sumu Village to find him in the abandoned villa.

That villa was originally a secret base for the two of them to discover, and the happy little world they built ended up being a place for him to take revenge.

He also remembered that there were some discarded furniture in the villa, and a dilapidated piano that could still be played.

They used to go there, sit in front of the old piano, and play a simple but cheerful tune.

Qiao Yue plays the piano very well, and he always likes to watch her slender index finger jump happily and flexibly on the keys.

In between playing, I occasionally raised my head and smiled at each other, full of tacit understanding.

At that time, it seemed that even the air was sweet.

But it all came to an abrupt end that night.

She braved the rain to find him with joy, but what awaited her was a nightmare injury.

Su Mingyuan still remembered that Qiao Yue was most afraid of thunder, even in the room, every time there was thunder, she was still pale with fear.

He had recalled that night of thunder and lightning countless times, but he could never imagine what kind of courage she mustered to come to him through the dark and rainy night despite the lightning and thunder.

Thinking of this, a bolt of lightning flashed outside the window at the right time, illuminating his dark eyes.

Now, will she still be as afraid of thunder as she used to be?

Su Mingyuan's heart was a little tight, thinking of her expression every time she was silenced by thunder, his heart couldn't help but feel an inexplicable distress.

A few seconds later, there was a rumbling thunder that shook the windows and buzzed.

In the bedroom, Qiao Yue was startled, and the lighter in her hand fell in response to the sound and fell on the thick floor.

She opened a pair of large, dark eyes, and looked at the blinding white that flashed outside the window, and her eyes were full of horror.

After the lightning, the thunder came.

She crouched on the ground almost with her ears covered, and it wasn't until the thunder died away that she looked up tremblingly.

Qiao Yue glanced at the lighter that had fallen not far away, reached out and picked it up, and then sat back on the dresser.

As if grasping something reliable, she clutched the gilded lighter tightly in her palm and placed it on her chest.

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