Xia rushed into the room and saw the scene in front of him, the shirtless boy knelt beside An Yao, his hand was on the opening of An Yao's pajamas, and An Yao's whole hand was tied behind him with tape, and his mouth was also sealed with tape and he couldn't make a sound, and the things in the room were knocked to the ground, and it was a mess.

"Bastard!"

Xia angrily rushed to the boy's side and kicked the boy against the wall, and the boy also spit out a mouthful of blood at the moment he hit the wall, which was enough to see how hard Xia was.

Xia quickly took off the coat on her body and draped it on An Yao, and carefully tore off the tape on her mouth and hands for her.

"Ann, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid."

When Xia just touched An Yao, An Yao's instinct was to tremble and resist, Xia could only carefully whisper comforting words in her ear, distressed for An Yao's experience at the moment, and blamed herself for not coming now!

"Whew!"

An Yao relaxed at that moment when she heard Xia's voice, and tears gushed out like a dam had burst, she thought she could suppress it, but it just flowed down without fighting, and the sense of security from the clutches of the devil enveloped her whole body in an instant, so that she could no longer disguise.

"Catch him! Catch that kid! ”

He ...... It's gone. ”

When Xia looked at the wall again, there was no trace of the little boy anymore, only a puddle of blood stains on the ground proved that what he had just seen was not an illusion!

If it weren't for what Qingyan saw, how could he believe that a little boy could do such a thing.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that An Yao gradually recovered from the panic just now, like a nightmare, and it still made people feel palpitations after waking up.

"There's something wrong with that little boy, Ann, have you seen him before?"

Xia brought hot water and put it on An Yao's bedside table, and thought about everything about the boy.

"If he was naughty and ignorant at the event, everything he did just now was as terrible as an adult!"

As soon as she said this, An Yao's entire skin felt the same nausea as she had just now, and an urge to vomit followed.

"I want to be quiet by myself, you can go back first."

Xia knew that this incident must have had a great impact on An Yao, so he didn't ask too much, just put the water and necessary things in a place where An Yao could reach and returned to his room.

Sleepless nights.

An Yao was always afraid that the little boy would reappear as soon as she closed her eyes, but she didn't hear a sound for several days, and Xia didn't find any trace of the boy in the past few days, so An Yao didn't dare to sleep a little until today.

In the haze, An Yao seemed to be able to feel that someone had covered herself with a quilt, closed the window she had opened during the day, and put the water where she could reach it, but An Yao didn't feel afraid, because the aura emanating from that person's body was familiar, safe, and warm.

"Natsu, is that you?"

And there was no response.

The man just handed the water cup to An Yao without saying a word.

"Xia, thank you for taking care of me these days."

After An Yao drank the water, the person took the cup very carefully and put it back, and closed the door and left after covering An Yao with the quilt.

Before she knew it, the week's parade was coming to an end, but An Yao's eyes were still invisible, she and Xia sat on the chairs by the yacht, and Xia described the scenery of the last stop to her.

"This is a seaside villa, the sun is very good today, the blue ocean is like a sapphire inlay, the white waves are beating on the beach, the waves in the sun are like smoke, the villa is ivory, the decoration style is the British style of the twenties and thirties of the last century, when we walk into the villa, we will pass a garden, now the garden is full of flowers of different colors and huge fountains, the water is pearl-like."

Mr. Xia took An Yao's men off the ship and came to the garden in front of the villa, the tourists were all vying to take pictures, but An Yao bent down to get close to the flowers and felt the fragrance of the flowers.

In the days when her eyes were out of sight, An Yao's sense of smell seemed to be more sensitive, and she could sit in the cabin all day just to feel the salty smell of the sea breeze crossing her nose, the aroma of coffee in the sun, and the smell of moldy emotions on rainy days.

"Click!"

The sound of the shutter sounded in his ears, and Xia shook the film in his hand and looked at it with great satisfaction.

"It's a shame not to record such a beautiful picture."

Xia admired the freeze-frame picture alone, and the years were quiet.

"Wow, there's a better looking villa across the street! Can we go check it out? ”

One of the tourists turned their heads and saw a more luxurious villa with a sea view not far away, decorated with a fairy-tale existence, where the waves splashed in the sun and washed up to the balcony of the villa, and the white lace curtains that floated out were like a princess calling the prince of the sea.

So dreamy.

When Xia introduced An Yao, An Yao smiled as if she had seen the castle in front of her, as if she was in the castle at this time.

"It's a private house, so tourists can't go there."

The tour guide's words broke the girl's fantasy, and some of the tourists let out a disappointed sigh, but An Yao just smiled, but her heart throbbed again.

The gift she gave to Anyang is also such a sea-view room, because Anyang likes bright colors, so she did not paint the villa white according to others, but decorated it as a fairytale-like existence, just ......

"Why are you crying?"

Xia gently wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of An Yao's eyes, although he didn't understand, but he knew that An Yao was a very bitter person in the past few days, he might not be able to peek into what the root cause of those painful cries was, but he tried his best to make An Yao happy.

"It's fine."

An Yao realized that she had lost her temper, quickly wiped away the tears on her face, and walked into the villa as if nothing had happened.