Love Late

She covered her eyes and ears and knocked her forehead against the cold floor. Her tears and mucus flowed out uncontrollably.

Behind her, it was as if something was chasing her. Finally, she could no longer endure the pain and frantically knocked on the door, shouting, "Let me out! I don't want to be here! Let me out!"

"It's better for you to enjoy yourself inside. After all, this is a rare opportunity for you." He did not hesitate to break her hopes.

As the door creaked open, the coldness on his face intensified. He could see that the depression in her heart was not the slightest bit dispirited. Instead, it was growing stronger and stronger.

The phone on the table vibrated. He took a look at Luo Yinyin's phone and answered without hesitation.

A sticky voice came from the other side. Feng Xiao's expression turned dark as he interrupted her in a cold voice, "What is it?"

"I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable right now. Can you come over?" He looked weak and weak, as if he was really sick. The corner of Feng Xiao's mouth curled up coldly. He glanced at the door that was still banging loudly behind him, and the frustration in his heart once again grew, as if there was a fire that he couldn't vent out of.

Feng Xiao only took a glance at the door that was still creaking before he acknowledged it. The other side was overjoyed, but still suppressed it. "I'll wait for you."

Bai Yao didn't know how long she had been knocking, but there was no longer any movement outside the door. She didn't even feel anything.

Her arms collapsed powerlessly on the floor as she leaned against the door. He looked to the side with empty eyes, as if he had given up on something.

After calming down, the room was quiet, with only the shadows of the trees outside occasionally shaking.

The room was silent and dreary. Closing his eyes, he had a long dream. Song Zhaohang was holding a bloody child in his arms.

Just like Feng Xiao had said, she owed him his life, which was why he came to seek revenge. She no longer wanted to argue and silently watched as they headed towards his.

She smiled back.

Feng Xiao looked at the woman in the silk nightgown and asked with a cold expression, "Is this what you meant by sick?"

Luo Yinyin didn't seem embarrassed at all. She stuck close to him and said tenderly, "I really miss you and I don't know how you agreed to come here. That's why I did it."

Before he could recover his composure, Luo Yinyin smiled and stuck to him, "Sorry, I really missed you. There will never be a next time! "

Feng Xiao glanced at her, then slowly walked into the room. Seeing this, Luo Yinyin was overjoyed and immediately followed him.

The two of them were entangled, and as he looked at the person below him, he could not help but merge her face with the woman's. Several times her face flashed before his eyes. Feng Xiao left Luo Yinyin dejectedly, getting out of bed and smoking a cigarette.

Luo Yinyin also sensed that something was wrong, so she pulled a blanket to cover herself and looked at his back. She couldn't help but ask him curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

He did not answer.

"Have you fallen for her?" Luo Yinyin asked in a somewhat aggrieved tone.

As if his tail had been stepped on, Feng Xiao turned around and coldly looked at her. Luo Yin shrank in fear.

"Actually, I don't know if I should tell you about this either." She hesitated and bit the corner of her lips as she looked at him. "When they were dating, I saw her in another man's car."

Feng Xiao's expression changed, and the temperature in the room dropped to the freezing point. Luo Yinyin immediately changed her words, "Actually, it might be because we're friends, but I've been thinking too much. It's just that she's always had a poor reputation in school, so there aren't many people who know her."

"Is that so?" As he spoke, he couldn't help but imagine what she had said. He didn't know that he had a grudge, but Luo Yinyin had seen it all.

It was just a few tests, but he took it seriously. He didn't know if he should make her happy or worried.

He picked up the clothes on the floor and walked towards the door without looking back. Then he said in a deep voice, "I'm going to the guest room to sleep."

The door was closed. She looked in the direction of the door in a daze.

He had not slept all night, and he looked forward to returning at dawn.

The temperature in the house was not much higher than the temperature outside. The food on the table had already decayed and turned a lot darker.

But he was eager to see what she was like, and a chill came over him when the door to the room was opened.

Bai Yao was curled up in a corner, sleeping soundly. Her body was no longer warm, as if she was a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

The owl squatted down and nudged her. However, the latter collapsed without any precautions, his face abnormally red.

He couldn't help but tighten the space between his eyebrows, and then quickly returned to his room with his arms around his waist.

Hugging her in his arms was like holding a pile of weightless components. There was no warmth, only a bone that could cause pain.

It was only now that he realized how light she was, as if she would turn into a pile of debris if he let go.

The doctor came to see him. He didn't look too good, so when he understood, he immediately went over. The person on the bed had already fallen into a deep slumber. Only after some inspection did he feel a high fever. The nervousness in his heart was greatly relieved.

"How is she?" Feng Xiao asked coldly, not knowing when he came over. The doctor trembled and immediately turned around to tell his about her condition.

"Hurry up and treat him." He was somewhat irritated. Looking at the person on the bed, it was hard to tell if his heart was filled with guilt or disgust.