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I don’t know how much time passed, but an embarrassed figure appeared on the beach, crawling toward the shore as if it was running away.
Fang Ning's white dress no longer had the elegant feel it had when she first put it on. It clung to her skin in wrinkles, like the unlucky concubine who was pushed into the lotus pond in a palace drama.
Lu Lingyou stood up from the shoal, touched the water on his face, and smiled wildly.
"you"

The first time Fang Ning climbed onto the beach, she spat out the curse words before she could even utter them.
Fortunately, I didn't eat anything at night, otherwise it would have been even more embarrassing.
As Lu Lingyou walked to the shore, he took off his T-shirt and wringed out the water.
The muscular lines on the naked chest are splayed out and winding, like a Roman sculpture stepping out of a painting.
But his waist is not like those muscular men in the gym who pursue the ultimate inverted triangle. His waist is strong and powerful, and his six-pack abs are neatly arranged, forming an almost perfect fit with the outline of his entire body.
However, at this time, Fang Ning was coughing and was not in the mood to appreciate this beautiful body.
Lu Lingyou seemed to be in a very good mood, and the smile on his lips never fell.
He twisted the clothes twice more and covered Fang Ning's head.
"Wipe it first, I'll catch a cold later."

Fang Ning reluctantly turned around and sat down in the sand, not having the time to care about her appearance.
"You dragged me into the sea and now you are worried about whether I will catch a cold?"

Lu Lingyou laughed, his chest rising and falling, and he walked over and sat next to him.
"You jumped into the sea yourself.
I didn't tie you up just now, you tied me up tightly, as if you had practiced Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu."

Fang Ning rolled his eyes at the sky and squeezed out two more tears.
"Lu Lingyou, you are like a big animal."

"Hahaha."

After a while, Fang Ning finally took a breath, grabbed the T-shirt on top of his head and wiped his hair carelessly.
In the gap where the clothes were fluttering up and down, her sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a circular scar under Lu Lingyou's ribs.
It doesn't look like a superficial injury, and it's quite old.
She had seen Lu Lingyou changing clothes in the office before, but she only saw the whole back.
Fang Ning coughed lightly after wiping her nose with her clothes.
"How did you do that?"

Lu Lingyou lowered his head and raised his eyebrows, looking at the gun scar on his right ribs.
"nothing."

Fang Ning threw the clothes back into Lu Lingyou's face.
"Don't talk about knocking me down.
You always say half of what you say, and it’s not just two days a day.”

Lu Lingyou smiled and took off the clothes that were slapped on his face. He didn't care whether it was wet or not, and just put it on again.
Fang Ning snorted.
"Whoever loves what looks like, there is nothing to stop him."

Neither of them spoke anymore, and no one asked whether they should go back and change their wet clothes to prevent them from catching a cold.
Just sitting side by side on the beach, letting the sea breeze take away the moisture from the clothes little by little.
"Lu Ling You."

"Um?"

He was lowering his head and playing with the cigarette soaked in water in his hand, and responded in a low voice when he heard the words.
Fang Ning sighed, picked up the lady's cigarette and handed it over.
Lu Lingyou took it and turned it over to look around.
"Keep smoking?"

"No, occasionally."

He lit one and took a deep breath. It really had no taste.
"Is this case finally settled?"

"It doesn't count.
The chain of evidence before and after is basically complete, and you can close the case if you want.
But this criminal line has been around for some years, and the network of connections at home and abroad is intricate. Today’s founders can trace the origins, but with the batches of users and participants on the dark web, it may not be possible to get to the root.
Not to mention the huge missing persons cases in the past, many of the family members who reported the case are no longer alive." Fang Ning nodded.
"There's something I've never figured out."

Lu Lingyou turned to look at her.
"You mean Joe still knows you?"

Fang Ning was surprised at first, then lowered his eyes and nodded.
"I thought you ignored her last sentence."

Yes, how could Lu Lingyou, such a rigorous person, miss such an important detail.
"But I really can't remember who she is.
Regarding my past memories, many of them are a bit vague.
When we were kids, Zhong Cheng and I also had some good friends.
Sometimes he would also invite some of his classmates and mine to play at home.
I don't know where to start checking.
If she didn’t know me originally, but Zhong Cheng, it might be even harder to find out.”

Lu Lingyou smoked hard on a cigarette that didn't look like cigarettes at all.
"I don't feel like Zhong Cheng's classmate or friend.
If he didn't have direct contact with you, Joe still wouldn't say something like that.
Even if he did, he would at least mention Zhong Cheng.
I think her words convey a feeling of being extremely familiar with you.
In other words, maybe she is very familiar with you, but you may have a general impression of her and not pay too much attention to her.
She has a real relationship with Zhou Yubai, and she said she only returned to China after she became an adult. It doesn’t look like she ever had a crush on you before she had an unknown orientation."

The originally melancholy atmosphere was shattered by this last sentence.
Fang Ning glared at him angrily.
"There are so many people who admire me. Maybe she was really into a niche before she fell in love with Zhou Yubai."

Lu Lingyou put out the cigarette butt and grinned.
"Yes, that's a lot."

Fang Ning didn't hear what he muttered clearly. It wasn't a compliment, so she ignored it.
"you"

Fang Ning actually still had many questions in her mind.
For example, Du Ruo, what is her relationship with Lu Lingyou?
Previously, Lu Lingyou only briefly explained the timeline of the two's acquaintance, without going into details.
And judging from Du Ruo's completely different attitude towards Lu Lingyou and others, this must not be a simple story that can be summarized.
Another example is what kind of inhuman purgatory Lu Lingyou went through before he picked her up and brought her home. How did he survive in the sinkhole?
Has he always been himself for so many years? Apart from the care of Fang Ju and the friends Song Sen and Wang Zhao he met after attending college, does he have any other relatives?
Also, Lu Lingyou asked only half of the questions he asked before.
What exactly did he want her to answer?
But she suddenly didn't dare to ask any of these questions.
Once some things are asked, there is no way out.
If she and Lu Lingyou were tied to each other, those dangers might happen again.
During those years abroad, she had asked herself countless times.
Why can others have it but not myself?
Why can't she go back to Lu Lingyou and ignore the complicated trivial matters of cause and effect?
But every time the answer came over and over again, it was no.
She also specially put a rubber band on her wrist. Every time such a thought occurred, she would tighten the rubber band and bounce it hard against herself, using pain to quit this illusory expectation.
Fang Ning touched her wrist unconsciously.
"I what?"

Lu Lingyou turned around and looked down at her.
Fang Ning shook his head and sat up from the beach.
"nothing.
It’s a bit cold, I want to go back.”

On the other side, Zhao Yue was tossing and turning in the room but couldn't fall asleep. Looking at the stars in the sky outside the window, she suddenly thought of taking some photos.
She climbed up to the small terrace on the roof with her camera in hand. She just raised the camera and scanned around it before focusing on two people walking back side by side on the beach in the distance.
"Fuck."

She groaned twice and quickly adjusted the focus again to focus on the two figures.
"It's really the boss and Fang Ning.
In the middle of the night, the two of them went to have a private meeting behind our backs."

Seeing her CP in the same frame, Zhao Yue grinned from the corner of her mouth to her ears.
She quickly took advantage of the fact that the two of them had not yet come out of the perfect composition, and clicked the shutter button to take a picture.
"Amazing, two supermodels."

While Zhao Yue was holding up a banner to take photos of materials for her CP, in another villa not far away, another camera was also raising and pressing the shutter at the same time.
The real-time snapshots are continuously stored in the memory card, which can almost connect a whole video.
A man in black put down his camera and picked up his phone.
"Yes.
This will be passed on to you."