Late at night.

The last flight to Australia takes off.

The man was wearing a thin dark blue silk pajamas, and his slender figure was leaning against the window. His deep eyes were looking through the thick clouds at the flickering aircraft signal lights that were getting further and further away.

She left anyway.

I didn't come to beg, I didn't bow to him.

He lost again.

The boundless frustration surged in like overwhelming sea water, pulling him into the whirlpool of memories.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and a violent cough sounded.

Lu Qingye staggered back onto the bed, breathing heavily.

The foreground objects in front of my eyes become blurred and black, and my consciousness gradually peels off.

In a daze, he heard someone pushing the door open and subtle footsteps approaching slowly.

He tried hard to open his eyes, only to see a bunch of thin figures, but he couldn't make out the other person's appearance clearly.

"Get out..." He just muttered vaguely.

Su Lengruo lowered his eyes and stared at the man on the bed without moving.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate for a while.

She spoke first: "Take the medicine and I'll go out."

There was no movement from the person on the bed.

I don't know if he fell asleep or passed out.

Su Lengruo looked around and found the cold medicine on the coffee table.

And a mountain of cigarette butts in the ashtray.

She frowned subconsciously, turned around and warned, "No more smoking in the future."

The man's thick nasal voice said muffled "Hmm".

I don’t know if I understand it or not.

Su Lengruo found a blanket from the cabinet to cover him, accidentally touched his exposed forearm, and found that his body temperature was frighteningly hot.

Even the breath you exhale can condense into mist in the cold air.

Her eyes darkened, and she took the medicine and went out.

The Lu family's house was built at the manor level, occupying most of the mountainside and covering a large area.

But such a big house was empty, even the few servants had taken a rest. It was dark and quiet everywhere, not even a ghost could be seen.

Su Lengruo couldn't find where the light switch was, feeling fuzzy and a little scared.

She always feels like something is following her.

But no human footsteps can be heard at all!

It's very embarrassing to say it.

The dignified Elsa is not afraid of anything, no matter how brutal or vicious the murderer is. She has one fatal weakness -

Afraid of ghosts!

Just at this moment, the shelf behind me suddenly made a noise.

Su Lengruo exclaimed and almost spilled the medicine in her hand, and her entire body was immediately covered with warning signs.

Lu Qingye, who was lying upstairs, heard the sound and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Susu? Is that you?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from the side.

When Su Lengruo saw a familiar face, her extremely tense emotions calmed down inexplicably. She hid behind him and pointed to the shelf: "There is something over there..."

In the darkness, Lu Qingye noticed a small white hand tightening his cuff.

He turned on the light casually, glanced at the shelf she was talking about, and curled his lips helplessly, "You mean this?"

Only then did Su Lengruo see clearly that what was following him like a ghost was actually a big black dog!

"It's called Simba, Ying Ning's pet." As soon as Lu Qingye raised his hand, the dog obediently walked to his feet and sat down, sniffing at Su Lengruo curiously.

Su Lengruo recalled that Shen Yingning had indeed told her that she had a Doberman pinscher at home, which was very handsome.

But the smile on the man's face always made her feel like he was laughing at her!

She let go of the man's sleeves and explained bravely, "I didn't see him when I came here last time."

"Last time it ate bad food and was hospitalized." Lu Qingye patted the dog's head and looked at her again, his usually cold and hard tone softened, "When did you come?"

Su Lengruo then remembered the business, "I'll find the kitchen and give you hot medicine. Drinking it cold won't be effective."

Lu Qingye looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

"I'll take you."

A tall figure walked in front, holding a metal crutch.

Perhaps because of his illness, his pace became increasingly difficult and frivolous.

Su Lengruo saw this and did not go to help him like before, but just followed quietly all the way.

The distance from the front hall to the kitchen is not too far for normal people.

The two of them walked for a full ten minutes.

"Is it okay to just put it in the microwave?" Lu Qingye asked.

"This medicine needs to be simmered over low heat. The rapid high temperature of the microwave will destroy the medicine's effect." Su Lengruo rummaged in the cupboard, "Cook it in a clay pot."

The bright firelight reflected in her pupils.

Lu Qingye stood aside, watching the girl rummaging through the boxes and cooking the medicine.

Things that were obviously very simple seemed a bit unfamiliar to her, and the neat kitchen became a mess under her hands.

It's like someone who has never cooked before walking into the kitchen for the first time.

It gradually overlapped with a figure deep in his memory and became more and more similar.

Even her delicate face, which was slightly flushed because she was too serious, and the rare bit of cuteness and naivety revealed, are exactly the same.

He was distracted for a moment and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

I just feel dizzy and my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

Su Lengruo finally adjusted the heat.

She could easily drill wood to make fire, but high-tech smart home appliances like the Lu family were, in her eyes, like alien civilizations.

Difficult to do.

"Mr. Lu, this..." She wanted to ask him to watch the fire.

As soon as she turned around, she noticed that the man was staring at her with a confused look in his eyes, and his lips were unusually pale.

The next second, the tall figure swayed and suddenly fell forward without warning.

"Jiang Ye?!"

Su Lengruo subconsciously reached out to catch him, trying to support his body with her own strength.

However, the difference in size and height between the two was too big, and the incident happened so suddenly that she was caught off guard, and she was taken down by the man together and rolled to the ground.

Fortunately, the floor was covered with expensive Persian carpets, and neither of them was injured as if they had fallen into cotton.

Su Lengruo pressed her head against the man's chest, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that handsome silhouette like a god.

The distance was so close that his breath brushed against his eyelashes, burning hot, crispy and itchy.

Su Lengruo subconsciously wanted to avoid it. She raised her hand and put it on the man's chest to push him away.

"Susu..."

He was probably aware of her resistance.

He closed his eyes, fell into a nightmare, breathed quickly, and looked a little painful.

The low and hoarse tone suppressed a certain emotion.

But it is charming and sultry that I have never seen before, like a feather passing over my heart.

Su Lengruo took a deep breath and tried to stay calm, reminding herself over and over again not to be soft-hearted.

Then, he used all his strength to push him aside.

This time, before her hand touched his body, she was enveloped by a hot force.

Before he had time to react, the tall figure had already toppled down.

"Susu...don't go...don't leave me..."

The faint smell of blood, mixed with the fiery and rich breath, like fiery red lava, entangled her breath, domineering and willful, wreaking havoc between her lips and teeth.

This kiss made the sky dark and the earth dark.

Su Lengruo's throat felt astringent and her fingertips trembled slightly.

All calmness and rationality collapsed in an instant and disappeared into thin air.
Chapter completed!