"Bang dang!" A deafening slamming sound rang out.

Lian Xuan's fingertips shook, and he almost missed the blade in his hand.

She heard hurried footsteps.

Shang Jing's figure in front of her seemed to be a little blurry.

In the next second, the warm touch covered the wrist, and the familiar scent of herbs and trees poured into the nostrils.

Lian Xuan's eyes gradually focused, falling on the person in front of him.

The man wears a pure black trench coat with a beige turtleneck underneath.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes looked straight at her, and the bottom of her eyes was her unfamiliar anxiety and hidden anger, and her eyes were very dark.

Beads of sweat ran down his jaw and hid around his neck.

His breathing was a little heavy and a little rapid, as if he had just gone for a long run.

It seems that after a aerobic jog in the gym that day, he is not as tired as he is now,

Lian Xuan's thoughts ran far away, chaotic and complicated.

All the thoughts were bundled together, the brain went blank, and at the end, a real question arose: how did she come up with a fantasy?

Could it be that there are really too many idol dramas, and after having a rivalry with Rong Cang in Lianzong, there are imaginary sequelae?

"Lian Xuan." A low, deep call rang in my ears.

She blinked.

"Sister Xuanxuan, it's me, Cangxuan." The burning forehead pressed against her, forcing her to meet the black eyes.

Fang Cai's anxiety and anger seemed to be suppressed, replaced by a gentle sea that almost drowned her inside.

"Rong Cang?" Lian Xuan called out his name lightly.

At the same time, the blade in his hand fell to the ground.

She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her fingers, which landed on Rong Cang's cheeks very slowly, delicate and soft to the touch.

"Why are you here?" It seems that the previous action took too much effort, and even Xuan became very slow to speak.

Rong Cang didn't answer, turned around and pulled out a few pieces of paper from the table, and pressed them on Lian Xuan's scratched fingers and neck skin.

After doing all this, he replied: "Didn't you say before that you would come to visit the class?" ”

"Oh." Lian Xuan took the paper in his hand and pressed his fingers, "The flights are all sold out, I thought you wouldn't come." ”

"There are tickets for high-speed rail." Rong Cang explained succinctly.

She pursed the corners of her lips and didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere fell silent, and Shang Jing, who had shrunk into the corner, moved her steps with difficulty, "Rongrong ......"

Rong Cang didn't look back, and all his eyes were left to Lian Xuan.

Shang Jing gritted her back molars hard, and what Lian Xuan said turned out to be true.

Why, it's always her who is late?

Lian Xuan is like she was born to restrain her, it was like this in the past, and it is like this now.

If、If Rong Cang came later......

Just let Lian Xuan die before he arrives, will everything be different?

"Comrade policeman, this is it!" With a shout, hurried footsteps rang out.

Uniform officers quickly surrounded the place.

"Sister Lian Xuan, are you okay?" Xi Tian rushed out of the crowd and looked her up and down, left and right, "What's wrong with your neck and hands?" ”

Lian Xuan lowered his eyelashes and didn't tell the truth: "I accidentally cut it with a blade." ”

"Did she do something to you?" Xi Tian pointed at Shang Jing and shouted.

The police officer in charge also followed, "What's going on?" We have received reports of malicious restrictions on the lawful personal freedom of citizens. ”

Shang Jing's eyes widened, "No, no, we just ate here, you misunderstood." ”

"She didn't let Sister Lian Xuan bring her mobile phone and bag in, could it be an ordinary dinner? It's clearly a careful plan! Xi Tian stood in the front row and complained quickly.

The officer's face sank, "Take it back to the bureau to record a statement." ”

"No, I really didn't...... Hey, don't touch me. Shang Jing struggled a few times, "Let me make a call, okay?" I need to talk to my family. ”

"No, please cooperate with us."

The officer refused mercilessly.

"You misunderstood...... Shang Jing's voice grew farther and farther away until it disappeared.

The police officer looked at Rong Cang's dark and gloomy face and hesitated, but still stood in front of Lian Xuan, "This lady, are you okay?" If you can, can you cooperate with us to go back to the bureau to record a statement? ”

Lian Xuan raised his eyes, his lips moved lightly, and before he could make a sound, Rong Xuan had already taken the first step to speak: "Does it have to be now?" Her wounds had to be taken care of first, and she was frightened. ”

"Of course, the wound is given priority, but we need to be accompanied by our police officers, do you think it's convenient?" The officer is also very talkative when confronted by the victim.

Rong Cang's eyebrows were raised.

Suddenly, the little hand that reached out pulled down his sleeve, and he looked back at Lian Xuan's clean apricot eyes, "Yes." ”

The dull pain spread along with the undulation of the chest, Rong Cang clenched his fingers, and turned his head to respond: "She can be fine." ”

The police collected the evidence that had fallen at the scene into a bag and accompanied them downstairs.

Sitting in the car of the police station, Lian Xuan and his party soon arrived at Anseong People's Hospital.

The doctor cleaned the wound and chatted with them: "If you draw any deeper, it will be dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die." ”

Lian Xuan pursed the corners of her lips, lowered her eyes, and did not speak.

"There won't be a next time." Rong Cang's voice was deep.

"Boyfriend needs to take care of it more." The doctor looked at him and instructed.

Hearing this, Lian Xuan raised his eyes suddenly, "No-"

"I see." Rong Cang responded neatly and did not refute.

Lian Xuan silently swallowed his words back.

"Emperor Rong, don't you have to deal with your injuries?" Xi Tian probed his brain at the door.

"I accidentally got it." Before the doctor came over, Rong Cang spoke in time to explain.

But the doctor's gaze still fell on his face, and he looked at it carefully, "Emperor Rong...... Are you an actor Rong Cang? ”

The doctor's gaze shifted again, and his tone revealed a little uncertainty: "Then this one, is it Lian Xuan?" ”

"Yes."

"It's not."

Two voices rang out in unison.

Lian Xuan glanced at Rong Cang and changed his words: "No." ”

At this moment, she actually understood what Rong Cang meant—he knew that he didn't want his embarrassed appearance to be discovered by outsiders.

The doctor retracted his eyes and smiled: "My daughter likes the variety show you participate in very much, I don't know if it's inconvenient for you to sign it?" ”

"Yes." Lian Xuan finally showed Rong Can's first smile after seeing her, and her clear eyes were slightly curved, "Please tell her, thank her for liking." ”

The doctor handed over a pen and paper, and she hesitated, "Wait a minute, I want to wipe my hands first." ”

"Sister Lian Xuan, wet wipes are for you." Xi Tian flashed in, took out the wet wipes in the bag and handed it to her, and quickly flashed out.

Lian Xuan pinched the wet wipes and wiped the blood stains on the other fingers before holding the pen and brushing it twice to sign his name.

Then he turned his hand and handed the pen to Rong Cang.

Rong Cang signed with the trend, and there was no objection.