Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

However, as the wedding day approached, he became more and more anxious every day. What the hell is this?

Gong Zihua picked up the golden hourglass beside the table, and Hughes sat in the sand, quietly watching his picture, blinding him every time.

He stood upside down on the table and pushed it in a little more, for fear that it would accidentally knock over and the hourglass would fall.

Gong Zihua felt that the air was extremely stuffy, so she opened the window to let in some air.

Rain is sweltering...

The violent raindrops were falling, and the lights were turned on in the yard. Gong Zihua picked up the roots and held them in his mouth. Suddenly, he saw a small white figure outside the yard.

Gong Zihua's heart constricted, and in the shadow of the flowers, he saw the little figure sitting on the stone steps, looking towards his window.

A stream of blood clotted and rose from the soles of his feet.

Is this an illusion?

That robot in the middle of the night showed up?

After disappearing silently for half a month, he suddenly appeared——!

Hughes looked at him with a blank face, his eyes met, his eyes were faint and ethereal.

Gong Zihua let go of her hand, and the tinder box fell to the ground.

In the dark night, a flash of lightning flashed across the air, Gong Zihua stayed there for a few minutes, then turned around frantically, and ran out of the bedroom.

Isn't he very strong, didn't he promise that he would never disturb Gong Zihua's life again?Why can't I hold back now! ?

Gong Zihua's slender legs ran wildly in the room, and almost sprained her feet several times when she went downstairs.

Booming thunder interweaves in the sky.

Gong Zihua rushed out of the yard, staring closely at the place where Hughes had just stayed!

Did you see no one?His heart slumped—

Gong Zihua ran out in the rain without an umbrella, and opened the automatic iron door with her fingerprint.

The heavy wrought iron gate slowly opened, and on the stone steps outside the yard, there was only a field of disastrously defeated petals...

The emerald green leaves washed by the rain protrude from the vines, the traces of being trampled and broken.

Gong Zihua ran back and forth to search for it, and the rain wet him frantically.

"Damn. Don't dare to come out?"

Rain is heavy.

"Show yourself if you have the guts, don't be sneaky in the middle of the night..."

Gong Zihua roared fieryly, and ran around the road near the villa.

Can those short legs fly away?

Come to his villa at this time - is it meaningful to stare at him outside?

Gong Zihua searched for half an hour, but didn't see any shadow, as if what he saw just now was just a phantom.

The frenzied rain made him see through, he wiped the water from his face, and finally returned to the stone steps at the gate of the courtyard.

Sitting down with one ass.

He was still holding the unlit cigarette in his hand, which had been broken in two...

In the tension, he couldn't tell what he had done.

His heart throbbed and hurt, he didn't understand this feeling, as long as he thought of a certain guy, he couldn't control the pain.

When he calmed down, he would think of Donggong Ziche and their past, and the memories would pop up in his mind like a movie.

He dared not tell anyone that he regretted it.

After Hughes ran away, he regretted it day by day.

He dare not tell anyone... he misses 'him'... terribly...

He sat there slumped, looking at the broken vine branches.

He reached out and picked up the broken piece, revealing a fresh white interior that had obviously been snapped off not too long ago.

On such a rainy night, who else would come besides that brat?

"I know you are hiding, get out, I have something to tell you!"