"Xixi, I'm leaving first," Lu Cheng said, hugging Luo Xi and tilting the corners of his lips.
Luo Xi ducked his head slightly, and his lips fell on his temple, leaving a soft feeling.
She didn't know why she was hiding, it was just that her body was subconsciously unfamiliar.
Lu Cheng laughed softly.
Being able to kiss her for real had been something he had dreamed of for a long time.
"Xixi, don't hide next time."
His soft voice filled his ears, but Luo Xi lowered his head, almost burying himself in the quilt.
Lu Cheng smiled and hugged her gently before leaving.
Luo Xi stared at the huge castle alone, feeling no loneliness, no loss, no joy or luck.
Quietness is like stagnant water, never alive, and like mountain springs, with a long history.
Luo Xi sat blankly on the bed for a quarter of an hour before raising her chin and looking at the bright world outside the window.
Looking out from here, you can see beyond the rows of factory buildings and see the greenery in the distance.
I just feel that although the green seems to be within reach, if you really want to reach it, it is really not within reach.
Luo Xi stood by the white fence, pulling up his hands and stretching.
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, I saw the world more clearly.
Suddenly, he felt a scorching gaze fixed on him.
Luo Xi lowered his eyes and looked down, and saw a slim silver figure standing at the bottom of the castle.
He raised his gaze and stared at him with raised eyebrows.
Luo Xi recognized at a glance that this woman was the one who was hostile to him at the meeting.
Luo Xi did not walk away, nor did he wave to her enthusiastically.
He just looked at her quietly without saying a word.
According to the rules, when she saw her, she should respectfully call her "Young Marshal Madam", so she had no reason to avoid it.
Ye Qingxi was looking directly at her with her pure eyes, and her extremely delicate face made Ye Qingxi's momentary reluctance nowhere to hide.
This was the territory that should have been his, but now it was occupied by this woman.
Moreover, it was the castle where she and Lu Shuai lived together.
All the honor and favor had been taken away by her, and she no longer had any status to speak of.
Ye Qingrong couldn't help but hid on the ground with one foot, turned around and walked away.
Luo Xi, who was standing upstairs, looked at the woman's back as she left angrily.
She didn't feel any discomfort, but rather wanted to laugh.
In front of herself, a person with no memory, her strong feelings are so precious.
She can pursue, fight for, be jealous and resist according to her heart.
And she could only obediently accept a memory, a husband, a child, and a deserted castle when her heart was filled with blankness.
There is no way to cherish, no way to pursue, no way to envy, no way to resist.
Because everything she has experienced recently is like fulfilling the role of a good wife and mother set by others, doing what she should do step by step, and she has no feeling of intimacy with this husband and these factories.
Could it be that she was going to spend her whole life in such a muddleheaded way?
Shouldn't she just rely on Lu Cheng's help?
She should also make her own efforts If she has to live here forever, she must let herself integrate into this identity as soon as possible.
At least, learn to accept this man and do what a wife should do: