The white palm stayed in mid-air, and there was no trembling at all.

The corners of her lips were raised, and her eyes were also moved to some arcs, like crescent moons.

Maybe it was only a few seconds, but Rong Ji felt as if countless times had flowed in between.

There was when she first entered the Rong family, there were the first four years of them, there was a year of repeated tugging in the middle, and the last month when he imprisoned her by his side.

The final image is of her standing in the rain, looking at him with tears streaming down her face, all covered in blood.

Her eyes were full of bitter hatred when she looked at him.

In the past two years, every time I think about it, it seems like a quenched needle piercing his chest, over and over again.

At this time, there was a calm in her eyes.

It's like looking at a stranger who is even more ordinary.

Finally, he reached out and held hers.

This time, it was cold sweat oozing from his palms, and his fingertips were cold.

And she's a lot more at ease.

After shaking hands with him, she directly withdrew her hand, and grabbed Zhou Linyu's arm with a smile, "Let's go, it's not good to let your friend wait too long." ”

Zhou Linyu seemed to answer something, but Rong didn't hear it clearly.

All he could remember was that after his words fell, she walked straight past him.

Almost a knee-jerk reaction - he reached out and grabbed her arm!

Because of the exertion, a green tendon directly erupted on the back of Rong Ji's hand, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Zhou Lin was a little surprised, and when he was about to say something, Rong Ji had already dragged Yu Shimiao directly away!

"Time is misty!"

Zhou Linyu was about to step forward immediately, but at that time, the people around Rong Ji had already stopped him directly!

……

Shi Miao didn't struggle, and let Rong drag himself forward.

After an empty hallway, he finally stopped, and then, slowly, turned his head to look at her.

- as if to make sure she was really still behind her.

Shi Miao looked at him expressionlessly.

"San'er." He spoke.

The long-lost title and the hoarse voice made Shi Miao feel slightly, but soon smiled again, "Mr. Rong, is there something wrong with you?" ”

"San'er."

Rong Ji only repeated these two words as if he couldn't hear her.

The smile on Shi Miao's face disappeared little by little.

"You're back." He said.

"If Mr. Rong has nothing to say, I'll leave first."

As she spoke, she was ready to withdraw her hand, but her face tightened quickly.

"You ......"

"I'm doing well." Shi Miao directly interrupted him and said, "I can go wherever I want now, do whatever I want, I don't need to be locked in the house every day, I don't need to kneel and beg in order to survive, and I don't need to be left on the side of the road like a dog." ”

When he said this, Shi Miao kept a smile on his face, his tone was calm, and his eyes looked at the person in front of him without blinking.

Rong Ji's clenched hand loosened little by little.

Shi Miao also withdrew his hand without hesitation!

"Although goodbye is not your wish and mine, I hope that the next time we meet, we will be strangers, and don't look at each other again, because I will look at you for a second more...... I feel sick. ”

After dropping this sentence, Shi Miao walked directly to the front.

The black gauze skirt swayed gently with the movement, and the sound of the high heels was crisp and steady, without the slightest pause.

There was no turning back either.