The wind on the sea blew all night, and Song Zhiyuan and Xia Xingluo fell asleep when they hugged each other.

When I woke up, the sky outside the window was still gloomy and terrible.

The calm sea looked like the mouths of abyssal monsters, staring at them, waiting for the right moment to swallow their prey in one gulp.

Xia Xingluo opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Song Zhiyuan sitting there motionless looking out of the window, a little frightened, and shouted tentatively, "Kite?"

Hearing this, Song Zhiyuan looked back, and a smile rose at the corner of his lips, "Wake up, then let's go have breakfast."

"Okay." Xia Xingluo hurriedly climbed down from the bed, put on his shoes and walked towards the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she was frightened by the old black with a dark face outside.

Without waiting for her to speak, Lao Hei looked at Song Zhiyuan behind her, and said coldly, "Miss Song, boss, please come over."

"What are you going to do?" Xia Xingluo blocked Song Zhiyuan's figure and said with a cold face, "I'll tell my brother if there's anything."

She thought that Lao Hei would not be rude to her for the sake of her relationship with Xia Wenyan, but she didn't expect him to directly grab her arm and pull the person out.

Everything happened too fast, and when Song Zhiyuan reacted, the lewd man had already grabbed Xia Xingluo's other arm and dragged her to another room.

"Let her go, and I'll go with you!" Thinking of Xia Wenyan's ruthlessness, Song Zhiyuan walked a few steps quickly and hurriedly spoke.

She must not let her friend have an accident.

Hearing this, Lao Hei's eyes were complicated for a moment, and he nodded towards the lewd man.

Getting free, Xia Xingluo immediately ran towards Song Zhiyuan and protected her behind him, "If you want to take the kite, step on my corpse!"

Seeing a hint of fierceness appear in Lao Hei's eyes, Song Zhiyuan scolded sharply, "Xingxing, don't make trouble!"

She had never yelled at Xia Xingluo like this.

Even if it was called a nickname, Xia Xingluo was inevitably aggrieved, and he wanted to speak, but he heard the lewd man say gloomily, "Miss Xia, I advise you to get to know each other better."

He didn't say anything threatening, but Xia Xingluo felt a strong killing intent from him.

Suddenly, she remembered what Song Zhiyuan had said to her before.

Most of these two people have human lives on their backs, or even more than one or two.

Especially this obscene-looking man, his heart seems to be more ruthless than that old black, and no one knows what he will do when he is provoked.

"Go back to the house and wait for me, I'll be back soon." Seeing that she understood what she meant, Song Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew very well that if she continued to stalemate with them, the two of them would only suffer.

Only by staying alive can it be possible to wait for the opportunity.

Although Xia Xingluo was unwilling, now, she had no better way but to watch Song Zhiyuan leave with Lao Hei.

She still wanted to wait outside for a while, but she heard the lewd man's gloomy voice sound, "It's windy outside, Miss Xia can stand firm, in case she is accidentally blown down, the fish and shrimp in the sea will not grow long."

Xia Xingluo has always had a bad temper, even if he was a little jealous, it was difficult to hold back when he heard this, and blurted out and scolded, "The person I can't see is you, if you say one more thing, I asked my brother to pull out your tongue!"

Perhaps frightened by these words, the lewd man's face was a little ugly, and he turned around and left.

Song Zhiyuan thought that Xia Wenyan called her over to tear her face and explain everything clearly.

But what she didn't expect was that he just handed her a photo.

Then he asked her expectantly, "Is it pretty?"

Of course it's good-looking.

In the photo, it is a group photo of Song Zhiyuan and Xia Xingluo in their teens, with a sweet smile on their youthful and bright faces.

At that time, Xia Wenyan had just been picked up by the Xia family's parents from his grandfather.

Song Zhiyuan vaguely remembered that Xia Wenyan was silent at that time, and he was not like now, with a fake smile on his face all day long, and he hardly communicated with them.

She couldn't understand why he kept this picture.

See her

With the puzzlement in his eyes, Xia Wenyan chuckled and explained, "I probably fell in love with you from that time."

At that time, Song Zhiyuan had not experienced family changes, he was smart and elegant, and beautiful like the princess in the fairy tale book he once secretly saw in the hands of his friends.

Just standing there is like a round of sun, unconsciously attracting the attention of others.

"Brother Xia, it's not funny at all." Facing his affectionate eyes, Song Zhiyuan only felt disgusted.

How old was she at that time?

How old was Xia Wenyan then?

Like these two words, coming out of his mouth, it is a kind of defilement.

"Am I not good enough for you?" Xia Wenyan's face slowly lost his smile, and his always gentle eyes were full of gloom.

Song Zhiyuan took half a step back and shook his head, "It's not the same thing, I've always used you as my big brother."

She tried her best to make her tone sincere, but these words still angered Xia Wenyan.

He didn't lose his temper, he just looked at Song Zhiyuan and smiled, how weird the curvature of the corners of his mouth looked.

"Zhikite, we're not children anymore, this can't fool me." Xia Wenyan picked up the photo on the table, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"It's still you at that time, be better."

Listening to his meaningful voice, Song Zhiyuan's thoughts were instantly pulled back to the day the two met for the first time.

She didn't remember much about the others, but she remembered that he praised her for being very well-behaved.

It's not that he had a good impression of Xia Wenyan at that time, but that Xia Xingluo was jealous of her for a long time after that, and felt that her brother praised her but didn't praise her, and her heart was unbalanced.

At that time, his psychology was already distorted?

Song Zhiyuan couldn't think about it.

Even if she knew that Xia Wenyan didn't have the idea of going back alive, she was just thinking about finding an opportunity to take Xia Xingluo away.

But now, she desperately wanted to escape.

It's a suffocating feeling to have such an uncontrollable madman around.

"You're afraid of me?" From her eyes, Xia Wenyan understood something.

Looking at his gradually cold eyes, Song Zhiyuan forced himself to calm down and shook his head.

Xia Wenyan's eyes became sharper and sharper, and the corners of his lips hooked up a cruel smile, "It's not a good boy to lie."

As he spoke, he looked out at the sea through the glass window, "Have you ever seen the sun on the sea?"

"I've seen it before." Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, Song Zhiyuan's first reaction was to refuse.

If you can't reason with a madman, it's best not to promise him anything.

As if she hadn't heard her words, Xia Wenyan got up on her own, and her face returned to her previous gentle smile, "Let's go, the sun is about to come out, accompany me to watch a sunrise."

Whether it was his chilling smile or the words that meant something, it made Song Zhiyuan feel frightened.

She was just about to refuse, when she heard Xia Wenyan's voice sound, "Zhiyuan, you are a smart person, you will definitely not refuse, right?"

This is not a question at all.

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