"Kang Rong, what are you doing here?"

I was startled by the voice, and at some point my blurred vision became clear.

Turning around, Zhao Wei had an envelope in his hand and was looking at me angrily.

I don't know what I'm doing.

Seems to be waiting for Angel......

It seems that he can't wait for him.

"Who told you the address here?" Zhao Wei folded the envelope in half and put it into the pocket of his suit, "Does Ayin know?" ”

I shook my head, "I'm here myself...... Just come...... Look at ......"

"See?" Zhao Wei looked at my outfit, "Who told you we were here?" ”

I don't know why, I just don't want to tell him.

If I answered truthfully, I would seem to have a sense of betrayal of Mr. Nanke—though I don't think he minded it at all.

"You're done, aren't you?" Zhao Wei didn't ask anymore, and changed his words, "Just go back, don't let them find you." ”

I shook my head again, "I have something to say to Angel." ”

"You two ......" Zhao Wei lowered his voice, "It's better not to say a word!" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Wei grabbed my arm and led me towards the basement.

I guess he seems to be mad at me for something, too.

The basement of the large villa is also uniquely furnished - the large space is divided into four rooms of the same size, symmetrical layout, and the same door.

Zhao Wei opened the door of "No. 3" and was greeted by an overwhelming number of photos, which were even more exaggerated than the photography exhibition - all photos of Anqi's mother.

"Kang Rong, if you still want to retain your dignity as a human being...... Zhao Wei took out a camera from the cardboard box in the corner, "You should stay away from their family." ”

My chest was so tight that I couldn't breathe, "This is ......"

"Ayin doesn't know yet." Zhao Wei's tone was full of hatred for iron and steel, "The memory card Anqi refuses to hand it over." No one has seen the photos inside, but the matter between Angel and you, as well as your photos, everyone in their family knows about it......"

I felt that the blood in my limbs was congealing in an instant, and I felt like a mummy that had been dried up for thousands of years, and it would decay and dissipate when the wind blew.

Angel's mother's family will never be my family in this life.

"Kang Rong, I don't want to lecture you three times or twice. But don't you ever think about your mother? Zhao Wei angrily threw the camera back into the cardboard box.

I sneered.

I'm a bastard, I just owe a lesson.

"How did you promise me before?" Zhao Wei sighed helplessly, "I won't say anything about whoever you like—only Anqi can't." It's not that I can't get along with you, I'm here for the good of you both. ”

Oh, yes.

The whole world didn't embarrass me, they all blamed me for being inexplicable, but I liked Angel.

caused Anqi to smoke marijuana, caused her mother to have a miscarriage, caused Zhao Wei to have a headache for her mother's divorce agreement, and caused Anqi's mother to die early......

"Now it's all going to kill people, Kang Rong, give up." Zhao Wei's tone was flat, as if to say, today's rain is really annoying.

After thinking about it, I'm not sure why I like Angel.

Perhaps it was the night when he climbed the wall and climbed into his house, and he was spelled by Romeo-like romance that was the only one in his life.

Maybe it was a maintenance when he was arguing with the top bunk that made me feel that I was no longer such an insignificant ant.

Perhaps it was under the starry night sky, and the light in his eyes was too beautiful to be real.

Maybe it was after Li Yonghua's incident that I really used him as a sustenance for empathy.

Perhaps it was more than a month since he disappeared without explanation, and my weakness and deception made me yearn for the salvation of a man even more.

Maybe it was at the beginning of the year, when my mother was depressed all day, and his company made me feel at ease.

Perhaps it was last Chinese New Year's Eve, and his voice added a touch of warmth to the silent Chinese New Year's Eve.

Perhaps it was that evening when I walked through the streets that I realized that he wasn't as indifferent as he seemed.

Maybe it was because he grabbed his collar and asked why he was late, but suddenly he heard that he was being regarded as a friend, so he became greedy, hoping that he would never leave my world.

Perhaps it was on that rainy night that he accidentally caught a glimpse of the crescent moon in his heart, and he was tugged at by the so-called sense of fate......

Or perhaps, just because he's Angel.