Once can be said to be an accident, and twice can be regarded as a coincidence, but it is the same every time, so what excuse should I find to explain it?
Jing Mohao, what reasons should I give you to convince myself to continue to approach you with courage?
The enthusiasm she had just revived was once again extinguished.
Why Why did she clearly feel that he cared, protected and cared about her one moment, but the next moment he abandoned her like a worn-out shoe without mercy.
In front of others, he treated her like a treasure, and when the two of them got along, he was as cold as ice.
Is he really tired of playing with her?
Is he tired of the continuous pursuit between them?
Is he tired of the efforts he has made to protect himself from the wind and rain?
Is it because his stupid and shallow knowledge makes him feel exhausted?
Is it because his attitude of resisting him in every possible way is not enough to satisfy him?
Does he feel that he can only light fires but not let him vent his anger?
Is his previous resistance too strong, so he didn't let him get close?
Then if she takes the initiative more obviously, can he let him see her?
Relaxation and change of his mind Luo Xi just lay on her back on the bed, motionless, with complicated thoughts in her mind.
She opened her hazy eyes and looked at a point in the sky without any focus.
It wasn't until late at night that I fell asleep due to the heavy workload.
And Jing Mohao never came back.
In the early morning, Luo Xi woke up in a quiet room.
There was no arm around her when she woke up.
There was no faint smell of tobacco, only the coolness soaked by the autumn night blended into the blue sea-colored bed.
Luo Xi simply washed up, walked out of the room and looked downstairs.
There was not a single person in the entire palace, as if everything here yesterday was just an illusion, as if she had just done something in this world from the beginning.
Just a dream.
The room was so empty that even the sound of footsteps echoed several times.
Apart from a sofa in the center, there were no kitchen utensils, tables or chairs.
No, there’s no way the place where Jing Mohao lives doesn’t even have these basic necessities.
Yesterday, he clearly had an expression on his face that said he had everything here.
The electronic screen in the bedroom is set up so concealed, there should be some mechanisms inside it.
Luo Xi walked downstairs out of curiosity, walked into the empty side room, and carefully groped around the walls, and sure enough, she found many black buttons scattered on the white walls.
Luo Xi pressed a button at will, and the wall without buttons on the other side slowly opened, and a dining cart filled with all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables spun out.
Air conditioning.
The dining car spread out in the center of the room, occupying half of the room.
Luo Xi picked up an apple and swallowed it.
It was indeed crispy and sweet.
Pressing the button again, the dining car was retracted in an orderly manner.
Luo Xi tried pressing another button, and a drawer popped up on the wall, containing clean tissues and hand towels.
Luo Xi pressed a few more buttons one after another, and was stunned to see the tables and chairs falling from the sky, the pans and stoves that were pushed out, the tableware sterilizer that opened automatically, and the dining outlet that never stopped rotating.
With such sophisticated high-tech existence, it’s no wonder that such a small island can have everything: