A Luo responded repeatedly, asking Chu Yunxian not to worry about her.

Soon, the elevator door opened, Chu Yunxian let Aluo go and pushed her into the elevator.

Aluo smiled and waved to Chu Yunxian.

When the elevator door slowly closed, the smile on Aluo's face collapsed in an instant.

She patted her face hard and told herself to cheer up.

Then he took several deep breaths before finally adjusting his expression.

On the mirror-clear elevator wall, Aluo saw a faint smile on his face.

She hopes that every time A Shen sees, he is happy, not depressed.

If they were destined to have only memories, she also hoped that what she left to A Shen was all beautiful memories.

The elevator went down and finally stopped on the 21st floor.

Aluo walked out of the elevator, followed the directions of the road sign to find the Sky Garden on the 21st floor.

The entire garden is designed in a very natural and quiet manner, with rockery flowing water, the flower ponds are filled with flowers and plants of various colors, and butterflies flying around among the flowers.

Most of the flowers in the flower pond are blooming very brightly. Aluo has always liked flowers and plants. When she saw these beautiful flowers, her mood improved a little.

She walked around the garden for a while and felt much calmer before she found Randall's figure in front of the guardrail on the edge.

He was wearing only a thin white shirt and black trousers, and his figure was slender and upright. Just a back view was already heart-wrenching.

Aluo pressed the beating of his heart a little too fast, then slowly walked forward and shouted: "Ashen."

Hearing her voice, Randall turned around and said lightly: "You are here."

A Luo nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Randall turned around and gestured to the casual seat next to him with his hand, "Sit down and chat."

The two sat down face to face, and neither of them spoke first.

Randall's eyes drooped slightly, his handsome face had no expression, and his whole body looked indifferent and cold.

But Aluo looked at him without blinking. After a while, he seemed to have enough courage and asked: "Ashen, are your hands still sore?"

Randall's hand on the table paused slightly, and he didn't seem to have expected that A Luo's first question was to ask whether his hands were sour.

However, his expression on his face did not change much, and he only replied lightly: "Not sour."

Aluo glanced at his hand again, then said apologetically: "Sorry, I was too drunk last night, so I was a little willful. Actually, you don't have to indulge me so much."

She is not stupid. No matter how powerful Randle is, his arms will not be sore after carrying her all night.

"It's okay." Randall didn't care about the soreness in his arms at all.

Because it was not that she was willful, but that he wanted to carry her on his back and was reluctant to let her go.

Aluo looked at Randall's eyes and said slowly: "Ashen, I have a few questions to ask you. Can you answer me?"

Her eyes were very serious, so serious that she was a little stubborn.

It seems that she has walked such a long way just to ask for an answer from him.

Randall knew that the answers she wanted must be sincere.

She came to ask him frankly, wanting to know what he really thought.

And he couldn't refuse her.

Randall nodded and said ok.

Seeing that he agreed, Aluo smiled immediately, then sat up straight and asked the first question seriously:
Chapter completed!