With a frown on his face, Luo Jun turned around and ran towards Li Jing's tent, barging in without saying a word.
Li Jing was sitting in front of the computer sorting out files. She was startled when she saw him and hurriedly stood up.
"Mr. Luo?"
"Where is Xiang Wan?"
"Sister Lin?" Li Jing's eyes flashed with confusion, "Aren't you in her tent?"
"There is nothing in the tent, things are in a mess." Luo Jun saw her mobile phone on the table, immediately grabbed it and dialed Chu Xiaochen's mobile phone.
A bell rang immediately in Li Jing's bag.
Taking out Chu Xiaochen's cell phone from her bag, Li Jing whispered, "Well... I forgot to return it to Sister Lin after filming!"
Throwing the phone on the table, Luo Jun frowned and glared at her, "Go find her immediately. If anything happens to her, get out of the Imperial Vision!"
Turning around, he strode out of the tent.
…
…
On the sand dunes.
Chu Xiaochen sat in the shadow behind the dune with her legs curled up, letting the night wind blow her body cold, but she was just like a statue, motionless.
The night in the desert was as cold as a knife, and it was extremely painful when it was cut on a face wet with tears.
Her eyes were staring at the desert night in the distance, but what flashed through her mind was Luo Jun's figure and voice.
…
In the hospital, he held her face in his hands.
"Give me a chance, Xiaochen, give me a chance, okay? I really like you, give me a chance to chase you, okay?"
Under the bed quilt, he hugged her waist.
"I just treat you like a princess, and you will be indulgent and willful. In this case... I am the only one who can stand you, and no one else can take you away."
He wrapped her black hair around her ring finger.
"My ring finger will always be kept for you."
…
How sweet, how melodious.
But it turned out that it was just a lie.
How stupid is she to believe this?!
"fraud!"
Raising her hand, she threw away the paper ring she was holding.
The paper ring was not thrown far before it was blown by the wind and fell on the beach.
On the sand dunes not far away.
Zhuo Ran, who was walking, heard the sound here and looked over suspiciously. When he saw the figure sitting on the sand dune, he frowned and walked over, "Xiao Chen?"
Hearing his voice, Chu Xiaochen hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his face, stood up from the sand dune, "Zhuo...Zhuoran."
"You..." Zhuoran walked up to her and looked her up and down, "Why are you sitting here alone in such a cold weather?"
Chu Xiaochen took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions in his heart, "Aren't you alone too?"
She has always been very protective of herself and is not used to letting others easily indulge her emotions.
"I came out for a walk." Zhuo Ran's eyes fell on her face. Through the moonlight, he could clearly see the tears in her eyes. "Did... something happen?"
Chu Xiaochen tried his best to raise the corners of his lips, "It's okay, it's just... Feng Da lost his eyes."
Looking at the girl in front of him who was obviously crying but still trying to hide it, Zhuo Ran just felt a tightness in his chest.
Looking at the thin skirt on her body, he raised his hand to take off his coat and put it on her body.
Chu Xiaochen raised his hand to refuse, "No, no, I'm not cold!"
"Don't be willful!" Zhuo Ran pulled her coat tightly tightly, his voice was rare and domineering, "If you have to face something hard, torturing yourself is the stupidest thing."
Chu Xiaochen raised her face and looked at his expression, "Zhuoran, thank you!"
