Hua Rong was led by him and walked upstairs.

She turned her head and glanced at Feng Jin.

The man's face was ordinary, and he couldn't see anything wrong, and he didn't know if he heard her conversation with Hua Yan just now.

In fact, there is nothing to be weak in heart, on the contrary, he is the one who should be weak in heart, but he is unknown, thinking that he may have heard the conversation between her and Hua Yan, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

If he heard, he didn't even react, it was really weird.

Hua Rong went into the bathroom and took a shower.

When she finished taking a shower, she saw Feng Jin standing on the edge of the windowsill and smoking. The cool breeze came, and he was wearing only a thin shirt, the hem of which was slightly blown by the wind, making his figure look a little thin.

It seems pitiful.

Hua Rong took a hot bath and walked out fragrantly, she didn't wash her hair, but the ends of her hair were wet with hot water, and she was gently wiping it with a dry towel.

"What are you looking at?"

Feng Jin turned his head and glanced at Hua Rong, "It's nothing." ”

He pulled open the quilt with a calm expression, "You've been making trouble for a day, go to sleep." ”

"...... "Is he obviously making trouble?"

Hua Rong didn't have the same knowledge as him, and turned over and got into bed.

Feng Jin walked over and picked up the handcuffs, and said with lightning speed: "Click." ”

Flowers: ".................."

Hua Rong: "Sick." ”

Feng Jin disagreed, turned around and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

By the time he came out, Hua Rong had already fallen asleep on her side in the bed.

Feng Jin stood on the edge of the bed and watched for a while, then stepped forward and gently hugged her in his arms and lay down on the bed with her.

It was the first time he had slept with her since she left.

He slowly hugged her tightly, feeling a glimmer of peace of mind that he had not felt in a long time.

Feng Jin didn't sleep well this night.

As soon as I fell asleep, I had nightmares.

Turning over and over, it is the figure of Hua Rong leaving.

This has become his heart disease, and even people are not at ease when they come back.

When he woke up, it was still dark, he subconsciously hugged it tightly, but he hugged an empty one, as if he was still in a nightmare, and he suddenly woke up.

He sat up from the bed and glanced at the handcuffs that were still intact next to the bed, and he reached out to pick them up and take a look, there was still blood on them.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, and the pain in his heart was unbearable, and for a moment he had the illusion that he was out of breath.

In the final analysis, he actually didn't know how to beg her for forgiveness, how to let her stay, and he couldn't see through what kind of stubbornness was hidden in Hua Rong's gentle and indifferent attitude.

He picked up his mobile phone and made a call to Fu Tingyuan.

The man may not have slept yet, and the phone was quickly picked up.

Feng Jin glanced at the time, it was already half past three in the morning.

"What's the matter?" Fu Tingyuan's voice was as calm and gentle as ever.

"Do me a favor." Feng Jin's hand trembled a little, "Block the airport, she's leaving." ”

"......" Fu Tingyuan was silent on the other end.

"I know my request is rude to you, but Fu Tingyuan, she is getting married, and I can't let her go back. It's been three years, and I've finally found her, and you know what kind of life I've had in the past three years. Just pity me. ”

Fu Tingyuan let out a long sigh over there, "...... I'm only going to help you delay that flight, and I can't do anything about the rest. ”

Feng Jin wiped his face, lifted the quilt and walked down from the bed, his voice was hoarse, and he said to Fu Tingyuan: "Thank you." ”