Don't even think about leaving until I say it's over.

Since he is the prey that Liancheng Yazai likes, he wants to leave unless he lets go.

but--

Rong Yan, this woman who had nothing but a love for money from beginning to end, was very capable and became the first prey that he didn't want to let go of.

Several fireworks bloomed in the sky in the distance, briefly illuminating the night sky.

The fierce light in Liancheng's elegant eyes looked particularly penetrating under the light of the fireworks.

I only heard him whisper: "Rongyan... just wait for me!"

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On the other side, time went back to the moment when Rong Yan walked out of Building A of the Empire, the moment when he walked out of the gate, Rong Yan felt that all his defenses were about to collapse in an instant.

The tenderness that she couldn't help but want to sink into, the gift that she had been looking forward to for so long, the Spring Festival that she was looking forward to for the first time in her life... were all fake, all of them were fake!

Behind the tenderness is a trap, behind the gift is a knife, waiting to give her a fatal blow on a day when she is completely unprepared.

Faced with the sweetness, Rong Yan raised his head and laughed loudly: "Liancheng Yazhi, you are really cruel."

How much do you have to hate someone to think of doing such a thing on such a festival?

In Rong Yan's mind, Liancheng's elegant face was split into many pieces, and she cleared the door piece by piece.

Rong Yan's steps were very fast, and her flowing skirt was blowing in the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, like a flame that was about to get out of control and would soon burn into a prairie fire.

The wind blew past Rongyan's ears, making a rustling sound. She didn't know where she should go. She had no home and no one to reunite with. She could only use faster and faster steps to dispel the increasingly unsuppressable feeling in her heart.

pain……

Rongyan raised his hand and wiped his eyes hard. Damn it, I didn't feel much, and I didn't feel heartbroken and dying. Why were my eyes dry and crying?

It must have been blown by the cold wind...

She was wearing a thin red dress and was running on the deserted road in the dark night, as if she was running towards an endless distance. She had no goal, no purpose, and no place to stop. She could only run all the way, keep running...and run again.

Until I can't run anymore.

Rong Yan has always been very sensitive to the cold, and this was the first time she felt like walking on the street wearing a thin skirt.

But Rong Yan couldn't feel the cold at this moment. The biting cold wind blew on the exposed skin, but Rong Yan didn't feel it. The cold wind seemed to be blowing on someone else's skin.

It’s not that my appearance is not afraid of the cold.

It's because I'm numb from the cold! I'm so numb that my body doesn't feel like it's my own.

Rong Yan didn't know how long she walked, but she didn't stop until her feet felt burning pain.

After stopping, Rong Yan realized that she had arrived at the largest square in the imperial capital.

Because Angel's New Year's Eve is New Year's Eve, the most important festival for the Chinese, and a day celebrated by all the people. The trees around the square are filled with colorful lights and lanterns. Because it is approaching midnight, the square

Many people gathered, waiting to count down to the New Year.

Most of them are pairs of young lovers, clinging to each other, holding each other to keep each other warm, and their eyes looking at each other are full of warmth and love.

Everything around is immersed in the New Year atmosphere, except for the appearance...
Chapter completed!