Song Xiyue's pupils dilated instantly.

When she wanted to ask who it was, her mouth was covered by a broad palm, making her unable to make a sound. Song Xiyue twisted her body restlessly, trying to break away from his embrace.

"Don't move!!" The boy's deep and hoarse voice sounded slowly, and a slight chill flowed into Song Xiyue's ears.

When Song Xiyue heard this, not only did she not obey, but she twisted her body even more violently.

The young man frowned in dissatisfaction and stretched out his palm to push the moving Song Xiyue forward.

"Ah~~!!" Song Xiyue didn't expect that the young man would push her away, thinking that he would restrain her even harder, but before she could react, her forehead hit the door panel...

Song Xiyue raised her head with a grimace and covered her red forehead with one hand. Just when she was about to turn around and give the boy a verbal education, she was completely shocked by his appearance...

Silver soft hair, captivating red eyes, a high bridge of nose, and crystal clear lips looking at me with a sardonic smile...

"Is it you?" Song Xiyue's eyes widened and she shook her head vigorously, as if she didn't believe or hope that the person standing in front of her was him...

"Aren't you happy to see me?" The young man moved his crystal lips and slowly approached Song Xiyue.

"Why should I be happy?" Song Xiyue frowned and asked, stopped leaning against the door, and looked at the young man warily.

"What should I do if I see you so excited?" The smile on the young man's lips gradually widened, but it was not a bright smile, but contained a coldness and coolness...

"What are you excited about?" Song Xiyue asked cautiously, looking at the malicious smile on his lips, she felt a bad feeling in her heart.

"What do you think!!!" The smile on the young man's lips disappeared instantly, and was replaced by burning anger. He stretched out his slender arms, beat hard on both sides of the door, and hugged Song Xiyue to his chest.

"What do you mean?" Song Xiyue's voice trembled. She felt the anger burning in him, feeling a little confused and a little scared...

"Ha" the young man snorted mockingly, stretched out Bai Jiu's slender fingers to clasp the opening of Song Xiyue's jaw, "You really don't regard other people's things as your own."

The cold words fell into Song Xiyue's ears without any warning. Song Xiyue looked at him blankly without saying a word.

"Do you need me to remind you?" The young man let go of the lead hand holding her jaw, reached out and took out the broken parts of the miniature flashlight in his pocket. In front of Song Xiyue's eyes, he loosened the hand holding the parts bit by bit...

Song Xiyue stared blankly as parts fell from his hands, counting down her life like an hourglass. It seemed as if all the parts had fallen and her life would end again.

Song Xiyue took a breath, bit her lip and said, "You gave me a broken flashlight, why don't I smash it?"

"Bad?" The young man's eyes turned cold, and he clenched his fist and smashed the hard door panel again. His anger burst out, his eyes were blood red, and he said fiercely, "What you said is bad is bad, right?"

"I..." Song Xiyue was immediately speechless.

"Did you see clearly? This is just the battery installed backwards, that's all!!" The young man's tone was cold, like ice and snow that had not melted for thousands of years, making Song Xiyue's whole body go stiff...

She didn't understand why he was angry because of a flashlight. But she was wrong, because the flashlight was not hers, whether it was good or bad, and she had no right to break it or anything like that.

Song Xiyue was filled with regret. In a moment of impulsiveness, she instinctively directed her anger towards the flashlight...

The words 'That's it, that's it, that's it' lingered in her mind like a curse. Did it just turn out that the battery was installed backwards?

She really regretted it. If she had checked it carefully at that time, she would not have smashed it to pieces, nor would she come out of the parking lot in disgrace, nor would she face this angry young man...

"Brainless" Leng Baixi touched Song Xiyue's delicate face with his cold fingers and said mockingly, "He's good-looking, but he's full of straw!!"

Song Xiyue bit her lip and secretly clenched her fists.

"I have the urge to kill you right now!!" Leng Baixi's eyes were cold, filled with hatred that had been fostered for thousands of years, and were extremely dark.

Song Xiyue looked at his eyes in horror. What a beautiful pair of eyes. Why was there such deep hatred in them?
Chapter completed!