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The phone suddenly rang. It was Chen Yi Yu. I suddenly remembered that I hadn't sent him a text message in half an hour. I quickly picked up the phone.

"Xiao-Xiao, I thought something really happened to you! Why didn't you send me a text? " Chen Yi Yu asked with a serious tone.

Suddenly, he felt like he was being watched by someone. He felt somewhat happy.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Chen. I forgot, but I'm on my way back now. Don't worry about me."

After saying a few more words, Chen Yi Yu hung up the phone. After returning home, he started to educate me about his thoughts. This is the first time that I've seen a man who can't stop talking.

Fortunately, I was a patient. In the end, under the excuse of having a headache, I successfully escaped from Chen Yi Yu and returned to my room to have a good night's sleep.

When he woke up, it was already time for dinner. Usually, his sister wouldn't come back for dinner, but what about Song Mo Ran? Could he have come back?

I went downstairs expectantly, only to find that there was only me and Chen Yi Yu in the room. After dinner, even Chen Yi Yu had left. I was alone in this empty villa, feeling a little down.

To make the room more lively, I turned on the TV and curled up on the sofa. The dim light made me drowsy, and my head hurt.

When I regained consciousness, it was time for Song Mo Ran to gently lift me up.

I suddenly woke up with a familiar smell coming from Song Mo Ran's body. I didn't know why, but I looked at Song Mo Ran and found that I was awake. He stopped what he was doing and slowly put me back on the sofa.

"Why didn't you go back to your room to sleep?" he asked lightly.

"Waiting for you."

I could clearly see that Song Mo Ran's eyes lit up for a split-second, but he quickly covered it up.

"I'm not fully recovered yet. You don't have to wait for me." With that, he bent down again, picked me up in his arms, and carried me back to the room.

I admit that I was fond of his gentleness at times, but I could not allow myself to sink into it. I had promised my sister that I would do it.

After reaching my room, I remembered what happened to Li Rong and softly asked, "Song Mo Ran, after this much time has passed, can you … release Li Rong?"

He didn't expect Song Mo Ran to be such a vengeful person. When he heard Li Rong's name, a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes and he no longer felt gentle towards me. He let go of my hand and ruthlessly threw me onto the bed.

I didn't want to be outdone, so I replied, "Nothing happened between Li Rong and I, and everything was just your imagination. Song Mo Ran, why are you so selfish? Forget about tying me to your side; even the people by my side, are you not going to let them go?"

Song Mo Ran suddenly leaned over and his face became large in my eyes. He said with a hint of anger in his voice, "Lin Xiaoxiao, I only want you!"

I stood still and firmly said, "Then let Li Rong go. Don't let the people around me be implicated as well."

"You still dare to mention Li Rong to me!" Song Mo Ran was infuriated, but I still could not understand why Li Rong would be so easily angered.

"Song Mo Ran, release him." I was tired, I didn't want to argue with Song Mo Ran anymore, I just instinctively said what I was thinking.

Song Mo Ran glared angrily at me. After a long time, he said word by word, "Lin Xiaoxiao, let me tell you, as long as Li Rong is alive, I will never let him off!"

With that, Song Mo Ran got up and left.

After a long time, there seemed to be some traces of him left in the room. I slowly closed my eyes. Why do the people around me always get hurt because of me? Am I a disaster? With my parents dead, my sister became a night girl, my best friend was targeted by Song Mo Ran. The only person who wanted to help me, Li Rong, was not only because I lost my job, but also imprisoned by Song Mo Ran.

The wind blew outside the window, but my heart didn't waver in the slightest. Perhaps this was fate.

Time flew by in a flash. Everyday, I went to school, did my homework, went to bed early, and got up early to listen to classes. Everything seemed to be the same as the other students around me.

However, everything seemed to be a little uneasy now.

He didn't know since when Song Mo Ran, who had always been haunting him, became very busy and only saw him once a day at breakfast. Every time he would only glance at me indifferently and didn't disturb my life any longer.

My dream had finally come true, and my home had become peaceful. However, my heart was empty for some reason.

Today, the breakfast table was as calm as usual. My sister, Song Mo Ran and I were eating our food with our heads down. We could only hear the crisp sound of chopsticks touching a bowl.

The atmosphere was so heavy that it was hard to breathe. I lowered my gaze, my long eyelashes casting a dark shadow over my face. I put down my utensils and stood up before whispering, "I'm full so I'm going to school."

The elder sister indifferently looked at me and nodded in agreement, "En."

I turned away from the dining room, picked up my schoolbag from the sofa on one side, and walked slowly out the door. When I reached the door, I saw the driver waiting at the door again.

Previously, Song Mo Ran said that he would send a driver to pick me up from school every day. But now, everything has gone down the drain.

It's not that I'm vain, or that I'm too lazy to walk that distance. It's just that my heart somehow feels uncomfortable.

Just when my imagination was running wild, my feet stepped on empty air and my body fell behind me. My heart tightened and I closed my eyes, resigned to my fate. It shouldn't hurt too much …

However, the anticipated pain didn't come as I expected. Instead, I fell into a warm embrace. The fragrance of his sandalwood made me feel a little reluctant to open my eyes. I knew that it was him.

There was a trace of mockery in his voice, and he said, "What? You can't get up now that you've sprained your ankle? "

Opening my eyes, I panicked and stood up. I immediately maintained a safe distance from him and raised my head to look at him. I could only see the ridicule that only grown men would have from his deep gaze. But it was mixed with a feeling of helplessness that I could not fathom.

Lowering my head in frustration, I bit my lower lip and silently cursed myself: "Lin Xiaoxiao, what are you doing!?"