I stuffed the flowers directly into his arms and he had no choice but to accept them.
I feel really tired, and I've said the same thing countless times.
I started to feel bored.
I took a deep breath and said coldly, "Yan Meng, when someone doesn't like you, everything you do is in vain. If they don't love you, then they don't love you, and you can't change that."
Yan Meng's face darkened and looked very ugly.
His eyes were deep and dark, making it impossible to see his emotions.
I thought he would definitely get angry, and I was mentally prepared to face it.
But after a moment of silence, Yan Meng unexpectedly said nothing.
He lowered his head, looked at the roses in his arms, and reached out stiffly to adjust them.
He raised the corners of his lips, and under his slightly lowered eyes was an unfathomable calmness.
He apologized to me in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, it seems that I chose the wrong gift. You don't like roses."
I was shocked.
He raised his head and gave me a nonchalant smile: "It's okay, next time I will prepare something else that you like."
His expression and his words made me shudder, and an inexplicable chill ran down my spine.
It was as if he hadn't heard my refusal at all, completely immersed in his own understanding.
Sometimes, Yan Meng gives me the feeling of a paranoid patient. Once he decides to do something, he will definitely do it.
Once you set your sights on something, you will do everything you can to get it.
Yan Meng didn't say anything else. He silently took the flowers and got into the car and left. I watched him leave, and my heart couldn't calm down for a long time. I even felt a little afraid.
This kind of Yan Meng really makes me feel scared.
When I returned to the living room, everything was almost cleaned up and the maids were cleaning it up. Mingsi and the others had already gone back to their rooms.
I had gone straight upstairs, returned to my room and rushed straight into the bathroom.
I turned on the shower, hoping to wash away this strange feeling in my heart.
I showered for a long time until I felt calm, then I wrapped myself in a towel and walked out of the bathroom.
Half leaning on the bed, I picked up my phone and saw a series of missed calls from Lu Zhiyuan on the screen.
I frowned and felt a little worried.
He has no relatives around him now. If something really happens, I am the only one he can contact.
This was the first thought that flashed through my mind.
I called him back straight away, and the call was answered almost instantly. I asked softly, "Lu Zhiyuan? What's wrong with you? You've been calling so many times all of a sudden. Is something wrong?"
Lu Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, but I could hear his heavy breathing.
This makes me even more worried.
I asked anxiously, "Lu Zhiyuan? What happened?"
Hearing that I was anxious, he spoke.
"It's okay, I just wanted to hear your voice and know if you were okay."
His voice was hoarse, low, and a little weak, which made my heart tighten.
I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you have a cold? Why does your voice sound strange?"
"No." Lu Zhiyuan's tone was a little more relaxed, and he answered me with a smile, "I just accidentally fell asleep on the sofa and had a terrible nightmare."
Speaking of nightmares, I can't help but think of the dreams I experienced during hypnosis.
I asked softly, "What did you dream about?"
Lu Zhiyuan paused for a few seconds and murmured, "I dreamed of you."
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