He saw the photos on the front page at a glance, and the one in the middle was Luo Xiaoqian's album cover photo.
In the photo, Luo Xiaoqian is stunningly beautiful without any makeup on. She is holding the key hanging from the necklace in her hand, as if she is about to open the door.
Lightning flashed in my mind again.
Leng Zimo looked at the newspaper in front of him, but what he saw was a chaotic picture, and then there were chaotic sounds.
"I'm a human being, why do you want me to get out..."
"I'm sorry, Leng Zimo!"
"With you, there is no uneasiness, because I miss you more than anyone else, because loneliness will take advantage of the opportunity, because the sunny days and cloudy days of love exist in my heart at the same time. This is love, Leng Zimo, this is love...
"
"I ran up the stairs... from the first floor. I... I just wanted to say... Leng Zi Mo, I love you!"
…
In the hotel, a girl shivered under the cold water...
On the stage, someone was sitting in front of the piano. His clothes were as white as snow, and his fingers fell on the keys, leaving blood-red marks...
In the heavy rain, a figure ran towards him...
On the sheets, the girl was naked and hiding on the gorgeous bed quilt, as beautiful as an angel in an oil painting...
It was as if something suddenly cracked in his brain, and then a memory suddenly rushed out from somewhere, filling his mind instantly.
My head hurts so much.
My heart seemed to shrink into a ball all of a sudden.
Leng Zimo's fingers tightened, squeezing the newspaper in his hand. His body was shaking, and he hurriedly reached out to grab the corner of the table.
"Zimo!"
Seeing his strange expression, the sneer on Xu Fei's face instantly froze, and she hurriedly took two steps forward to help him.
Leng Zimo retracted his arms to dodge, and her fingers just grabbed a corner of the newspaper in his hand.
With a squeaking sound, the newspaper split into two halves.
…
…
On the safety ladder.
Luo Xiaoqian grabbed the phone and ran up. The phone was clearly connected, but no one answered.
"Zimo, answer the phone, Zimo, please, answer the phone..."
Luo Xiaoqian ran too fast and was too tired. Her feet slipped and she fell heavily on the stairs. The mobile phone in her hand, which had not been connected, fell out and hit the wall.
"Miss Luo!"
Xiao Ding hurriedly came over to help her.
Luo Xiaoqian got up from the ground, ignoring the injury on her knee and her cell phone, and continued running upstairs.
Xiao Ding grabbed the phone and continued to chase her.
Layer, layer, and layer...
The wound on the knee split open and blood overflowed, dripping onto the stairs, as bright red as a blooming rose.
36,37,38,39!
Finally, on the 39th floor, Luo Xiaoqian dragged her injured leg and rushed to the signing room.
"Zimo!"
Calling his name urgently, she pushed open the door of the signing room.
Everyone, all turned their faces.
Leng Zimo also turned his face and looked at her in front of him. He reluctantly extended his palm to her, but he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
"Zimo!"
Luo Xiaoqian screamed and rushed over, desperately hugging his fallen body.
The bruised knee hit the floor, as if the leg was about to be severed. His body hit her slender arm, so heavy.
Fortunately, fortunately...
She caught him.
She took her Leng Zimo.
"Miss Luo!"
Xiao Ding and Zhuo Yanan hurried in.
"Quickly, send him to the hospital, quick, quick..." Luo Xiaoqian roared hoarsely.
