"Fool, don't look at my expression of pain and grief. It's all fake. In fact, I'm secretly happy in my heart!" Luo Xiaoqian pinched his face, "After this matter is over, I guess I'll just
I can aspire to be the best actress."
He knew that she wanted to comfort him, but when he thought about the situation of the two people below, he couldn't laugh.
Xu Pei, that woman, knew him too well. If he didn't pull off the trick, she would definitely not believe him. What's more, there was Tang Ming.
"Okay!" Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand and wiped his eyebrows, "Don't frown. Wrinkles will become ugly when you look back. I don't want you anymore?!"
He raised his eyebrows, "How dare you?!"
"Of course I don't dare." She chuckled, took his arm, lifted him up from the ground, and took the ring from his finger, "It's getting late, I have to leave, you don't want it here for now.
Come on, if anything happens, call me, but do it quietly, if others find out, our drama will be in vain."
Putting the ring away carefully, Luo Xiaoqian turned to look at him.
"I am leaving!"
"good."
He responded with his mouth, but the hand wrapped in gauze tightened a little more. The gauze on the palm of his hand was tightened, and blood overflowed.
Because he exerted too much force, his wound had opened again.
He had just remembered everything, and now he just wanted to keep her close to him and dote on her in every possible way, but he deliberately alienated her. How could Leng Zimo let her go?
Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, glanced at him, and naturally took a step toward him. Leng Zimo's kiss immediately fell passionately.
The familiar smell of chocolate-flavored tobacco and his breath enveloped her instantly.
…
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After everything was over, she huddled in his arms and gasped softly.
"I really have to go."
"Don't leave." He said domineeringly in her ear, "Hold her a little longer!"
After a while, he let her go.
The two of them walked into the bathroom together, washed themselves, changed clothes, and Leng Zimo personally sent her downstairs.
"Be careful on the road and text me when you get home."
"how about you?"
"I want to stay a little longer."
"Then I'll leave first."
"I'll take you to the elevator."
Knowing that he couldn't let her go, Luo Xiaoqian did not refuse, and allowed him to take her to the elevator door and press the elevator switch for her.
After a while, the elevator went up. She waved to him and stepped into the elevator. As soon as she took a step, he pulled her back again and held her in his arms. He held her for a full minute before letting her go again.
"Now, before I can control myself, hurry up and leave."
Luo Xiaoqian smiled, raised her face, kissed him quickly on the face, turned around and walked out of the elevator.
Leng Zimo stood in front of the elevator, watching the numbers on it going down layer by layer until it stopped in the underground parking lot. He turned around and walked to the window in the corridor, watching a white Land Rover drive out through the window.
Drive out of the neighborhood.
He didn't walk back to the room until her car was too far away to be seen.
Looking slowly across the room full of memories, Leng Zimo carefully put away the commemorative things he had taken out before, and sealed all the packaging boxes. Then he took a step forward,
Looked over the entire room.
The most intimate thing he did with her was in the kitchen where he cooked for her and in front of the big refrigerator.
In the piano room, she played the piano here, and he used this piano to write songs for her.
