Chapter 117 Once upon a Time, Memories of the Past

In fact, he wanted to say that he loved her, but he seemed unable to say it.

He had hurt her too much to qualify.

When Sangxia woke up again, her head was still groggy and a little painful.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a strange place. She sat on the bed in silence for a while, then gradually remembered what happened last night.

She got up with her clothes still neatly on. The room was very quiet. She walked to the corridor and there was another room on the opposite side.

With his back to her direction and facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a person sitting there.

Sang Xia rubbed her messy hair and said to him, "I bothered you last night."

Bo Yi paused when he heard her voice, then turned around, his expression looking very gentle, "Do you know the man last night?"

Sangxia thought for a moment, then nodded.

Although it was their first meeting, they could be regarded as acquaintances. Sangxia knew that he was talking about Harlan.

He wanted to send himself back yesterday.

"It's good to know each other, but it's best not to let an unfamiliar man send you back."

Bo Yi said calmly.

Sang Xia looked at him steadily for a while, then nodded.

Bo Yi was far away from her. Even if she woke up and might be leaving, he would not come.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Sang Xia joked, "You seem to be afraid of me."

Bo Yi twitched the corners of his lips, turned around, and faced the floor-to-ceiling window again.

I'm not afraid of you, I love you.

so……

Bo Yi's eyelids drooped slightly and his thin lips parted slightly, "I just don't want to hurt you anymore."

Being so close, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his behavior.

His voice was very soft, as if it was unreachable, but Sangxia froze slightly as she stood at the door frame, and her fingertips were trembling slightly under the sleeves that half covered her hands.

She turned her head as if nothing was wrong, but raised her head slightly.

It seemed that for a moment, the pretense of calmness was shattered.

She felt depressed and a little hurt.

After a while, she spoke, her voice slightly hoarse, "Thank you for taking care of me last night. I have something else to do, so I will leave first."

Then, there was the sound of rustling and wearing coats and scarves, but the figure in the bedroom never looked back.

Sangxia opened the door and left.

After leaving the villa, Sangxia was about to take a taxi, but she didn't know what she felt, and suddenly stopped in her tracks, and then slowly turned back.

She looked towards the window of the bedroom on the second floor, where a slender figure stood half-hidden behind the curtains.

When her eyes met hers, he stretched out his white hand and slowly closed the curtains, blocking their sight of each other.

Sang Xia slowly looked back, her eyes already red.

Since ancient times.

He is the most ruthless and affectionate.

That's it, if you can't be friends, just be strangers.

In fact, Sang Xia didn't want to say what she dreamed about that night.

Time seems to go back to four or five years ago, when they first met on the subway.

At that time, she was studying in college in G City. Because she was a hacker, they came out like netizens and made appointments to meet and discuss things.

But no one had seen each other before that.

She still remembers clearly that she met Selang on the subway, followed her, and wanted to touch her again and again, which was very lewd.

Just when she felt sick and angry, suddenly a slender body walked over from the dense crowd. He appeared like a god, standing behind her with his tall body, blocking and erasing her All uneasiness.

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