Li Jingheng stood outside the door and knocked on the door twice, once three times, but there was no sound inside.

The soundproofing of the villa is really good, but the knock on the door is not so bad that the woman can't hear it.

His black eyes sank, and he probably guessed that the woman didn't want to pay attention to him at the moment.

The man withdrew his hand and put it in his trouser pocket, his thin lips moved slightly, and he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He frowned and stood there for ten minutes before turning back to the master bedroom.

……

In the second bedroom, Lu Qingge let go of the hand covering his mouth after hearing the man's footsteps disappear into the corridor.

The tears weren't as strong as they had been before, but they were still falling.

Immersed in a sense of sadness and fear, she even forgot how long she had been squatting in the doorway, and she didn't even know that her legs were numb.

When he was still getting up, he fell down without standing firmly, only to come back to his senses, rubbed his legs for a while, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

She took a shower and lay down on the bed in her pajamas, not having eaten dinner but not feeling hungry at all, but not sleepy for a long time.

The light in the second bedroom has not been turned on since she came in, and the lamp at the head of the bed is naturally turned off.

Lu Qingge opened his eyes in the black room, his gaze empty and dull.

I don't know how long this state lasted, and then she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Lu Qingge didn't sleep well at night, had nightmares and was awakened several times.

And most of the content in the dream is related to death.

When she opened her eyes and woke up, she found herself lying peacefully on the bed in her bedroom.

The last time she was woken up by a nightmare was at 5:40 in the morning, she simply stopped sleeping, got up and simply took a shower in the bathroom, changed her clothes and went out of the second bedroom.

Perhaps for fear of disturbing the man's sleep, she walked lightly, went downstairs and ran into the kitchen, where she obediently made breakfast.

After breakfast was ready, I barely ate a few bites and put the rest of the preparations into the dining room.

Preparing the man's breakfast, Lu Qingge took his bag and went out in high spirits.

……

In the master bedroom, Li Jingheng had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower when he heard the sound of the door closing from the door of the villa.

He wrapped himself in a towel and walked out of the bedroom.

When Li Jingheng went downstairs, he smelled the aroma of food, he raised his eyebrows slightly and entered the restaurant.

The dishes on the table were still steaming, and the porridge was placed in the middle, covered with a lid, as if trying to keep the temperature warm.

Looking at all this, Li Jingheng raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

At this moment, the bay garden is very quiet.

The man's eyes unconsciously fell on the location of the kitchen, looking at the door made of Canadian nanmu and frosted glass, and the image of him reaching out and pinching the woman's neck unconsciously came to mind last night.

Recalling the horror in her eyes, and the heart-wrenching cries and rolling tears, the man's eyes moved slightly.

Intimidated?

……

After Lu Qingge went out, he walked all the way to the subway entrance, and then took the subway to the cooking school.

Her mental state is very bad, and she walks in a state of Alzheimer's disease.

The brain is not online, so when the woman enters the school gate, she bumps into a man who suddenly appears in front of her.

Lu Qingge didn't look at who that person was, he just felt that it was his fault, and he lowered his head and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"