Xia Zhenai frowned tightly, pondered for a long time, and then suddenly got up from the bed. She didn't even have time to put on her shoes, so she looked everywhere for that figure.
There is no bathroom, no terrace, no downstairs, nowhere to be found...
Xia Zhenai stood in the huge living room with a troubled face. Even when the servants talked to her, she couldn't listen. Her mind was filled with what happened last night.
Last night, Leng Haoxuan clearly appeared in the villa.
But why did he wake up and find no one there?
Was it her hallucination or did he come and then leave secretly?
If it was a hallucination, why did Leng Haoxuan feel so real to her last night?
Could it be that her illness is getting more serious?!
"Who gave you permission to walk around without shoes?!"
Suddenly, a cold voice echoed behind him.
Xia Zhenai's body suddenly stiffened, and she looked back in disbelief, and saw Leng Haoxuan standing at the top of the stairs with one hand in his pocket.
Xia Zhenai's vision was a little dazed.
Leng Haoxuan frowned coldly, strode over, picked her up without saying a word, walked to the living room, sat down on the sofa, and held her tightly in his arms.
"Why did you wake up so early?"
Xia Zhenai looked at him blankly, "Are you really Leng Haoxuan?"
Leng Haoxuan rubbed her hair and raised his lips slightly: "I am already in front of you, and you are still doubting me?"
"No, I thought last night was my hallucination again!"
Leng Haoxuan's eyes instantly darkened: "As long as I'm with you, you will be fine."
Xia Zhenai pursed her lips, stretched out her hands and hugged his neck naturally, "If you want me to be okay, just tell me and don't make me worry."
"..."
"I don't even know you have done so many things during this period. Why do you keep hiding it from me, Leng Haoxuan, I'm really worried..."
"..."
"I often had nightmares a few days ago, dreaming that you... were surrounded by fire..." Xia Zhenai's eyes were filled with tears, "Then, I never see you again..."
She was very afraid that one day, when she woke up, he would suddenly disappear.
"Leng Haoxuan, don't make me worry..." Tears welled up involuntarily under Xia Zhenai's stubborn and bright eyes.
Leng Haoxuan frowned, raised his slender fingertips to gently wipe her tears, and coaxed in a low voice: "Stop crying, your eyes will be swollen from crying and you won't be beautiful."
Xia Zhenai curled her lips, swatted his hand away, and snorted: "Then you still dare to despise me?"
Leng Haoxuan chuckled softly, held her little hand tightly, deliberately changed the subject, and whispered: "Stop crying, have breakfast first, I will take you to a place later."
Xia Zhenai was startled: "Where to go?"
"You'll know in a moment..."
…
…
An hour later.
Leng Haoxuan's car stopped in Cambridge, England.
Xia Zhenai turned her head slightly, her eyes brightened when she saw the familiar environment, and she looked at Leng Haoxuan curiously: "Why did you bring me here?"
"Don't you like it?"
Leng Haoxuan curled his lips and put on the scarf and hat for her.
I didn't hesitate to give her an extra coat.
Wrap her up like a rice dumpling before leading her out of the car with confidence.
The two of them walked along the street holding hands.
Revisiting the old place brings a different kind of romance.
The scenes of that ridiculous 'elopement trip' in the past are still vivid in my mind.
It seems like yesterday.
"Haoxuan, why did you bring me here suddenly?" Xia Zhenai turned sideways slightly, trying to lean towards Leng Haoxuan.
Leng Haoxuan naturally stretched out his hand and embraced her in his arms, and his lips moved slightly: "I want to take you back!"