night.
Song Qingyu was lying on the bed reading some information when she heard a whistle coming from downstairs. She quickly took out the knife from the bedside table and hid it under the quilt.
Not long.
Sure enough, Lu Yanzhi appeared at the door.
The man's tall figure cast a huge shadow under the light of the corridor. His handsome features lost their usual coldness and were filled with a hint of guilt, which softened his facial lines and made them less aggressive.
But it also made Song Qingyu feel unfamiliar.
"Qingyu, I'm sorry."
Hearing Lu Yanzhi apologize, Song Qingyu almost suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.
"I didn't expect... something like this would happen."
Song Qingyu clenched the knife under the quilt: "What are you talking about?"
"The identity of Xiaohui has been verified. She is a member of the Wolf organization."
Song Qingyu's pupils shrank: "Are you telling the truth?"
Lu Yanzhi walked up to Song Qingyu, sat down beside the bed, and stared at Song Qingyu with deep eyes. After a moment, he slowly nodded.
"What evidence do you have?" Song Qingyu looked at Lu Yanzhi in disbelief.
Lu Yanzhi took out a cell phone and handed it to Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu opened it and it was Xiaohui's phone.
The background image on her phone was a North American gray wolf, which she had seen several times.
She opened the chat app again.
I saw the chat content that was pinned at the top and had not been deleted yet.
【It's time to feed the prey today. 】
【yes. 】
The answer below was sent by Xiaohui, while the command above was sent by a person with the avatar of Gray Wolf.
"Have you found out who he is?" Song Qingyu asked anxiously.
Lu Yanzhi was silent for a moment before he said, "Give me some time."
"There's no time." Song Qingyu shook her head, and the dense fear crawled into her heart like a spider web.
From Country E to Country China, they are pressing forward step by step.
She wasn't given any chance to live.
But they are still hiding in the dark.
"Calm down!" Lu Yanzhi's big, broad hands tightly grasped Song Qingyu's shoulders. "I will definitely find the person behind this!"
Song Qingyu looked at the seriousness in Lu Yanzhi's deep eyes and subconsciously shrank back.
Having been hurt so many times, she didn't dare to believe Lu Yanzhi anymore.
Feeling Song Qingyu's distrust, Lu Yanzhi's heart seemed to be squeezed by a pair of big hands. He tilted his head and closed his eyes. After the pain in his heart subsided, he turned his head again, looked into Song Qingyu's eyes, and promised word by word: "Of course, I will find the person behind this!"
Song Qingyu met Lu Yanzhi's gaze and asked cautiously, "Really?"
Can she...still trust Lu Yanzhi?
"Yes!" Lu Yanzhi nodded solemnly.
Song Qingyu blinked, her mind in a mess.
"There's no rush for this matter right now..." Lu Yanzhi's deep, magnetic voice dispelled the fog in front of Song Qingyu's eyes, "The most important thing is to treat your illness first."
Song Qingyu looked at Lu Yanzhi, and when she saw his gaze fall on her legs, she subconsciously clenched the knife under the quilt.
"You want to heal me?"
"Um."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away after I get better?"
"I do want to keep you by my side, but not on the premise of hurting you."
Song Qingyu looked at Lu Yanzhi's affectionate expression and found it ridiculous: "You forced me to stay by your side, isn't this a kind of harm?"
The air was silent for a moment.
After a long while, Lu Yanzhi finally spoke: "Qingyu, I know I hurt you in the past, but give me a chance, I will prove to you that I will not hurt you again."
Song Qingyu raised her eyes, and Lu Yanzhi's painful soul was reflected in her ethereal eyes.
A ripple flashed in her eyes, but soon disappeared.
"Do you really want to cure me?" She forced herself to change the subject.
Lu Yanzhi sighed imperceptibly.
It seems that his previous thoughts were too naive.
Song Qingyu might not be able to forgive him so easily.
but……
This day will come sooner or later.
Lu Yanzhi's eyes gradually softened: "I'll take you to see a doctor tomorrow."
Song Qingyu nodded half-believingly.
The two stopped talking.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Song Qingyu felt very uncomfortable.
She used to like to cling to Lu Yanzhi, but since she decided to leave Lu Yan, every minute and every second with him was no longer sweet to her, but torment.
"It's getting late. I need to go to bed."
Song Qingyu ordered them to leave.
Lu Yanzhi was still sitting there, showing no intention of leaving.
Song Qingyu frowned: "Mr. Lu..."
"I'll sleep with you tonight."
Lu Yanzhi spoke suddenly.
Song Qingyu almost choked on her saliva. She coughed violently several times: "No, no need. I'm not used to having people around me."
"But didn't you say before that you were afraid of sleeping alone?"
Song Qingyu: "Is there?"
"Yes, on the first night you moved into Qianye, you knocked on my door and said you were afraid to sleep alone and wanted to sleep with me. If you've forgotten, I can add more details."
Song Qingyu's cheeks flushed instantly: "No, no, no!"
Mentioning those things now is like mentioning her dark history.
At that time, she had been dating Lu Yanzhi for a long time, but the relationship between the two had always been lukewarm.
No progress.
She was anxious and came up with a clumsy lie.
Said he was afraid of sleeping alone.
She still remembers the scene when she went to Lu Yanzhi's room with a quilt in her arms pitifully, but was sent back to her own room by Lu Yanzhi.
She thought that after so many years, Lu Yanzhi had long forgotten about it.
I didn't expect that he still remembered it.
"So let me stay with you tonight." Lu Yanzhi said, and walked towards the bathroom.
Song Qingyu's heart instantly rose to her throat.
She didn't want to sleep in the same bed with Lu Yanzhi.
She had not forgotten what Lu Yanzhi said on the night of the auction.
Song Qingyu held the knife and stared towards the bathroom, her heart beating faster.
In the bathroom, the sound of running water gradually stopped.
After a while, Lu Yanzhi came out wrapped in a bathrobe.
There were still some water droplets on his body that had not been wiped off.
The crystal clear water droplets slowly slid down the line of his neck, from his hard chest muscles all the way down, across his eight abdominal muscles.
Finally it submerged itself at the edge of the towel.
Although this was not the first time Song Qingyu had seen it, she couldn't help but admire it every time. She believed that Nuwa must have been very attentive when she sculpted Lu Yanzhi.
"I'm done washing." Lu Yanzhi glanced at Song Qingyu, then walked towards the closet.
Seeing that he was not coming towards the bed, Song Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the next second, her pupils widened involuntarily.
"W-What are you doing?!"
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