Putting the book back to its original position, my fingers were trembling...

She was in a daze, and when she was about to get off the folding ladder, the sole of her foot slipped, and she subconsciously reached out to grab the top of the ladder. If she didn't grab it, she would fall down.

The person who had just walked to the door saw her standing on the folding ladder, and his heart was already in his throat. When he saw her falling down again, his figure ran over like a green shadow, and hugged her accurately, preventing her from falling.

On the ground, he hugged her tightly to his chest with both hands.

The heart beats uncontrollably.

"What are you doing standing at such a high place? Do you want to scare me to death?"

Before Long Ziqi could react, he heard his deep voice full of anger and reproach. His face didn't know whether he was frightened or something else. He was so pale that there was no blood at all. His eyes gradually recovered from the dullness, and he subconsciously pointed his fingers.

She grabbed his clothes tightly and said, "Cunxu, I'm fine."

His heart was beating violently, and his thin lips were slightly curved, revealing a slightly forced smile.

The light in Jin Cunxu's eyes glanced at the folding ladder. He will have this thing thrown out tomorrow. It is so dangerous. What if she accidentally falls and hurts her?

He carried her back to the room and gave her a glass of warm water. "You are not allowed to stand at such a high place in the future. Tell me what you need."

Long Ziqi held the water glass with both hands and took a sip. The warm water went down her throat, but it was like a thorn in her throat, and the pulling was painful. Putting down the water glass, she took the initiative to approach him, "Cunxu, please give me a hug."

I!"

Jin Cunxu's eyes changed calmly, he gently held her in his arms, and his tone became much gentler, "What's wrong?"

Long Ziqi buried her head in his arms, her expression unclear, and she said in a low voice, "Maybe I was scared."

Jin Cunxu felt distressed, patted her back gently, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, you won't get hurt! I won't work anymore, I will sleep with you."

He still has many things to deal with, but no matter how many things he has, they are not more important than her!

Long Ziqi lay down, actively leaned into his arms, put her fingers on his chest, and closed her eyes, the heartbeat under her fingertips became more and more obvious.

Some words flashed through my mind, and a chill flowed through my body. The temperature in the room was obviously warm enough, but my limbs were so cold that there was no warmth at all.

I don't know how long it took, but she seemed to have fallen asleep, but she didn't seem to have fallen asleep completely.

Jin Cunxu felt her slightly cold body temperature, reached out to hold her hand, frowned, and sighed secretly: "Why are you so scared that your hands and feet are so cold..."

Long Ziqi didn't sleep well. He was having weird dreams.

In the dream, there were those people killed by A Li, there was Xingtian's face stained with blood, staring at her with longing eyes, asking her to leave quickly, and there was Song lying in a pool of blood, using his last strength to yell that she must live.

quiet.

Song Jing did not close her eyes until she died. Her eyes were wide open and black and white, and she kept looking at her, as if she wanted to watch her live.

And before Lan Mufei left, he looked at her with sad and desolate eyes and said those words to her.

——How long are you going to kidnap his life? You know better than anyone else that he will never fall in love with you, and you will not ask for his charity, right?

——Long Ziqi, I love him more than you! And, I know that no matter how long I leave, no matter who his favorite person is in the future, there will always be the word Lan Mufei in his heart, and no one can replace it.

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Finally, there was the car accident in which she thought she would die.

It seemed like snow had fallen in the darkness, and it felt cool on her cheeks. She reached out and touched her cheeks, and there was a wet coolness on her fingertips. It seemed as if no one had hit the ground, and every bone in her body was hurting...

"Miss, are you okay?" A deep voice sounded in the darkness, drilling into her ears and brain.

He opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily, and his eyes staring at the ceiling gradually became emotional from numbness. He turned his head and saw that the seat next to him was empty, but the temperature was still there.

Jin Cunxu walked out of the bathroom and saw that her face was not good, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. He walked to the bed and sat down, "Are you okay?"

Long Ziqi was pulled up by him and sat down. He was not in good spirits and shook his head gently: "It's okay."

He was fully dressed and touched her cheek with his fingers, "Would you like to sleep a little longer? I'll call you when I prepare breakfast!"

"Yeah." Long Ziqi nodded.

A soft smile escaped Jin Cunxu's thin lips, and he placed a light kiss on her forehead: "Sleep a little longer."

Long Ziqi sat on the bed and watched his tall figure disappear from the door. He lowered his eyes and looked tired.

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After breakfast, Jin Cunxu went to the Presidential Palace on time. Long Ziqi was alone at home, packed up her things, and went to the study.

Sure enough, the folding ladder was missing.

My eyes fell on the German book. After looking at it for a long time, I guess the list in the middle must have disappeared.

She went back to her room and dialed the number: "I want to see you!" She got straight to the point and spoke concisely. She paused and then said, "Don't let your Excellency know."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, people were coming and going on the street, and the warm sunlight fell on the glass, which was slightly dazzling. The aroma of coffee filled the room, and the guests all spoke quietly, keeping the room quiet and isolated from the troubles outside the glass.

Lu pushed the door to the north and entered. The wind chimes at the door rustled. His eyes paused for a few seconds among the guests in twos and threes. He caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure and told the waiter that the friend he had made an appointment with had arrived.

"Madam." He walked forward, bowed slightly, and sat down opposite.

Since her marriage to Jin Cunxu was exposed, their name for her has also changed, from Miss Yan to "Madam", and their respect for her is even greater than before.

"I ordered a pot of tea. I wonder if you are used to it." Long Ziqi picked up the transparent teapot and poured tea for him personally.

Lu Xiangbei unconsciously pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, "Thank you, madam."

Long Ziqi put down the teapot, picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip. He lowered his eyes and did not look at him or speak.

After finishing the cup of tea, Lu Xiangbei put down the cup, looked at her, and pursed his lips: "Madam, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Long Ziqi glanced at him, took out a piece of paper from his bag, and pushed it in front of him without saying a word.

Lu Xiangbei did not touch the note, but glanced at the beautiful handwriting on it. His expression was calm and unchanged.

Such a reaction made Long Ziqi's heart race in the dark abyss. It was terrifyingly cold, and even his brows and eyes were stained with indifference. His voice was cold: "You have known it for a long time."

Lu Xiangbei avoided her eyes and said in a low voice, "It's a thing of the past!"

"How long?" Long Ziqi stared at him with sharp eyes and an aggressive tone.

"After you return to country C." Lu Xiangbei's eyes kept falling on the empty cup. The sweet fragrance of tea was in his mouth, but his heart was filled with sadness.

The half cup of tea in front of Long Ziqi was still steaming, and the mist was blocking the space between the two of them, but he could still feel the chill in her eyes.

At some point, all the people in the cafe were gone. Only two waiters were cleaning cups at the far bar, and the surroundings were half silent.

"Are you really his friend?"

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