Lian Zhenzhen immediately sent three more emoji kiss emojis.

She thought that the other party was the prince's little fan sister, and she didn't have so many scruples when chatting.

Feng Yu saw the kissing expressions of the three emojis, his eyes floated, and he pillowed his head with one hand. After a moment of thought, a chuckle came from his chest.

[Good night cutie, go to bed early.] 】

Lian Zhenzhen hit Hatch and sent the last message to Feng Yu.

Feng Yu only replied with the word good night.

After that, he stared at the screen, his gaze focused.

A faint thread flowed under the eyes.

In three years, he can count all the things he has said to her.

But unconsciously, I slowly adapted to her existence.

When he's in a bad mood, only she gets close to him.

Because when she pinched her throat and spoke, she looked like Donald Duck.

When he was a child, his father Feng Kan often pretended to be Donald Duck to amuse him. The first time he heard Lian Zhenzhen's funny voice on TV, he remembered Feng Kan.

Feng Yu put down his phone, looked at the ceiling, and pondered.

——

In the middle of the night, a storm suddenly began.

Lian Zhenzhen was woken up, raised his head and glanced at the window, and through the gap, he faintly saw the pouring rain.

Lightning and thunder roared, as if thousands of troops were about to kill.

Lian Zhenzhen covered herself with a quilt and was about to go back to sleep when she heard hurried footsteps outside the corridor.

There was a faint voice of resignation.

What happened?

Lian Zhenzhen suddenly lost his sleepiness, lifted the quilt, put on his pajamas and walked out. The hallway was full of bodyguards, all surrounding the door of Feng Yu's room.

Gu Ci was banging on the door, his voice trembling, "Your Highness...... Your Highness ......"

Seeing this, Lian Zhenzhen rushed over and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Temple...... Sir, his illness has relapsed, and now he is sitting on the windowsill, and I am afraid of him...... He ...... "Every word Gu Ci said was shaking, his chest was heaving, and his eyes were scarlet.

Lian Zhenzhen smacked his tongue and muttered, "Is he a relapse of depression?" ”

Gu Ci nodded.

Lian Zhenzhen frowned, he had never encountered such a situation.

In the past, the mysterious man didn't talk much, she thought it was due to his cold temperament, and she didn't expect his depression to be so serious.

Gu Ci shook the doorknob, looked at the two bodyguards on the side, bowed his head, and then the three of them raised their feet together and kicked the door open.

A cold wind mixed with rain flew diagonally from the window.

The lightning came through the sky, and the cold light cleared the situation by the window.

Lian Zhenzhen saw a dark figure sitting there, soaking wet and motionless. There seemed to be an undercurrent surging around him, enveloping him and lining him with cold and gloomy.

Outside the window, the canopy of the trees trembled, and the rustling wind tended to be gradually fierce with the sound of the violent rain, and the momentum was solemn and solemn.

Gu Ci and the bodyguards were about to rush forward, when Feng Yu's voice sounded first.

"Stop."

The voice is deep and unquestionable.

"Sir!" Gu Ci shouted at him loudly, vaguely choked, his hands clenched, and he looked at Feng Yu fixedly.

"Get out." Feng Yu raised his head slightly, half-closed his eyelids, and spoke coldly.

Gu Yu hesitated, and noticed that Feng Yu's eyes were becoming more and more gloomy, so he had to say, "Sir, you come down first, and I'll go out again." ”

"I'm fine, you guys get out!" Feng Yu's thin lips lifted slightly, and his voice became heavier.

A pair of black eyes, looking at them through the night.

When he saw Lian Zhenzhen, he flashed a momentary delay.

Gu Ci caught the momentary hesitation, leaned over slightly, and said a few words to Lian Zhenzhen.

Even Zhenzhen's head, she didn't need to be specially advised by Gu Ci, she also wanted to save him.

Outside the window, a bolt of lightning pierced the night and came out of nowhere. Like a long sword flashing with cold light, it flaunted its might beside Feng Yu, and the shocked group of people held their breath.

Lian Zhenzhen smiled hard, stepped forward slowly, and said in a pinched voice, "Sir, do you know why Donald Duck is banned in some countries?" ”

Feng Yu sensed her intentions, frowned, and was about to drive her away. She preemptively said, "Because Donald Duck doesn't wear pants and plays hooligan." ”

Feng Yu's expression was strange.

Gu Ci and the bodyguards also looked at Lian Zhenzhen with subtle expressions, not knowing what Lian Zhenzhen was going to do.

Lian Zhenzhen's nervous back trembled, and he was about to speak again, when Feng Yu's voice sounded first.

"Get out."

The tone is awe-inspiring, revealing impatience.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out." Lian Zhenzhen pretended to be well-behaved, and the moment he nodded and turned around, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yu's arm.

Feng Yu was in a hurry, and the tight string in his head suddenly burst, and the bloody picture of his childhood instantly appeared in front of his eyes.

He didn't know where the hatred came from, all over his body, and roared, "Get out! ”

He stretched out his hand to shake off Lian Zhenzhen, but the moment Lian Zhenzhen dragged him down, his body was violently engulfed, his steps were unsteady, and he fell out of the window.

"Miss Lian......"