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While Shang Hui was stunned, he took the opportunity to pull out the lower half of his body that was still stuck inside the carriage. He jumped out of the window and stopped on the ground, although he was staggering, he was no longer threatened by Shang Hui.

This woman was simply stupid, pure, and adorable.

Yu Meng ignored him and continued to run. She stood at the top of the steps, next to the railing of the bridge. The cold light left a beautiful silhouette on top of her, and there was a small thing on her neck.

Shang Hui was curious, he did not see any habits of Yu Meng wearing necklaces, that thing did not seem to be a necklace either.

The line on his neck was transparent, not a fishing line. It seemed to be thinner, softer, and firmer.

That little thing looked like a concentric lock.

"What are you wearing around your neck?"

Hearing this, Yu Meng was slightly taken aback. Coming back to her senses, she immediately placed the concentric lock under her clothes.

The more she refused to show it to him, the more Shang Hui wanted to see it.

He simply turned the steering wheel in Yu Meng's direction, and then stepped on the brakes. The car drew a line across the smooth ground, and finally came to a perfect stop in front of Yu Meng, blocking her path.

Shang Hui got off the carriage and pressed down on Yu Meng, pressing her down on the railings.

He pressed her step by step, asking her, "Are you going to sing a different tune to me no matter what I say or do?"

Yu Meng glared at him.

"Yes!"

Shang Hui couldn't help but feel it was strange, it was as though when she was angry, her cheeks were round, and when he saw it, he couldn't bear to be angry.

"The one you brought, is a concentric lock, right?"

had seen this thing in an international showcase before. The concentric lock was close-fitting and concealed, its fragrance was strong, so it was locked onto by a person personally, representing a pair of people for a lifetime. The concentric lock did not have a key, and would not be able to be opened even after being sealed for a lifetime.

"It was made by a famous master designer. Unfortunately, he died when he finished it. There are only two of these in the world. One of them is in a museum in New York City, and the other one is still missing."

Shang Hui said, as his eyes slowly landed on Yu Meng's chest.

"Now, the location is clear."

Yu Meng didn't evade. This item wasn't outstanding at all. It was just unexpected that it had been recognized.

"What? Are you planning to report me and hand this over to the country?"

This concentric lock was given to him by Tan Yubai all those years ago. I heard that it was because a fierce tiger looted an entire region's National Stadium, and when Tan Yubai saw this, he decided to stay behind out of selfishness.

He tied her to Yu Meng, afraid that she would run away.

Shang Hui laughed: "Let me see."

He said that he wanted to see the concentric lock, only God knows what Shang Hui had in mind.

He liked to see her afraid of him the most. Sometimes she was like a panicking little sheep, sometimes she was like a weird fox. This really made Shang Hui feel extremely happy.

The reason why he couldn't open the lock for his entire life was because it symbolized the longevity of their love. However, in this neither light nor heavy fight, the accident was broken.

The concentric lock was originally made of jade, so when it collided with the hard fence, it instantly shattered into two days. It flew into the air and followed a beautiful curve before falling into the sea.

Hai Shui slapped the table and instantly covered the concentric lock that was falling inside, disappearing without a trace.

Yu Meng subconsciously pushed Shang Hui away and climbed up the fence, about to jump into where the concentric lock had fallen.

Shang Hui was pushed fiercely. Before he could even regain his senses, he was pushed back a few steps. Seeing Yu Meng quickly climb up the fence of the bridge, Shang Hui was scared stiff.

"What are you doing, Yu Meng?!"

Yu Meng was initially a little afraid. This rippling sea water was dense and cold, with a little bit of hesitation. However, she was scared stiff by Shang Hui's sudden shout, and jumped down almost without pausing.

Her mind was blank, and so was Shang Hui's.

At that moment, Shang Hui felt pain and despair that blotted the sky and covered the earth.

He had never known that the pain in his heart was so unbearable.

Shang Hui was slow for a second, but he followed Yu Meng and jumped down as well, disregarding his own safety.

The sea water was ice-cold to the bone, and Yu Meng regretted her decision when she jumped down. It was more accurate to say that the ice-cold water woke her up. That concentric lock, that love, was not something she had risked her life to find.

The only sounds that could be heard were the whistling of the wind and the crashing of the sea. She could not open her eyes as her ears, nose, and mouth were all filled with water.

At that time, Yu Meng's mind was completely empty. The only thought she had was that if she died, her father would definitely feel sad.

She still hadn't made enough money for their retirement, and she hadn't finished filming "You're Close by Me" to make her mother happy.

Yu Meng slowly got out of the car. The pressure from Hai Shui had left her powerless to resist. Perhaps it was due to her recent days of fatigue, but she didn't even have the strength to use her final bit of potential.

She really didn't have any strength left.

Suddenly, there seemed to be something approaching, and waves rippled out in all directions. Something struck Yu Meng's lower back, and she fearfully pushed it away. However, she was quickly pulled into her embrace by an arm in the next second.

The dream of breathing in fresh air once again, choking and coughing non-stop.

Yu Meng's ice-cold face was pressed against the side of the man's face. She could see the straight nose and sharp corners of his face, and she felt extremely happy.

With her hands in the water, she gave a little praise before she moved around the man's sturdy waist and wrapped herself around him, hugging him tight.

In the cold sea water, this body was actually full of warmth.

Ice-cold and fear made her unable to resist hugging Shang Hui tighter and tighter. The surrounding water still reeked of a terrifying stench of blood.

Yu Meng did not say a word, her eyes tightly shut.

Only after saving a bit of strength did he let go of one of his hands and stroke the water along with Shang Hui's rhythm.

Shang Hui dragged Yu Meng's upper body, and swam towards the shore with difficulty.

When he lost her on the shore, he had no strength left.

"Help me." He held out his hand to her, but most of his body was still in the water. "I don't have the strength."

Yu Meng staggered over, her ankles sunk deep into the wet soil, each step extremely forceful.

She had to exert a lot of strength to drag Shang Hui out of the water. It was only then that Yu Meng knew that he had really used all his strength for her.

Without much time to think, Yu Meng saw circles of blood floating above the water surface that Shang Hui had just left.

Her black pants were terrifyingly dark, and at the moment, he was completely drenched in sweat. He stuck out his hand and touched Shang Hui's leg, causing his palm to be covered in a eye-catching red color.

"You!" She was so frightened that she couldn't speak. She recalled that it hadn't been that long since his leg was injured, and logically speaking, he shouldn't have recovered so quickly.

Yu Meng gnashed her teeth, the sea breeze was raging, and she was shivering uncontrollably.

Shang Hui leaned on a large boulder on the shore, looking around at his dreams. He grabbed onto the hand by her side with an unmoved expression.

He held it in his palm.

Yu Meng subconsciously tried to struggle free, and effortlessly shook Shang Hui's hand off.

After shaking her off, he felt some regret in his heart. After all, Shang Hui had been reduced to such a state because of her, how could she …

"You … What are you doing? "

Her voice was gentle when she asked this question, but it sounded very awkward.

Shang Hui's lips were pale and his face was bloodless, but he still managed to force a smile.

"I think you're cold."

These words softened Yu Meng's heart.

She knew very well that Shang Hui was not a good person, but at every moment when she was filled with despair, he seemed to be there to accompany her.

As for the man who tied her to the concentric lock, he kept sending her into the abyss, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

There were many things that he could not ask for and could not control.

Yu Meng's heart was gripped by guilt and worry. Her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and her breathing quickened.

Ye Zichen took out his phone. He had just been soaked in water, so he couldn't turn it on this time.

She anxiously looked at him:

"Can you still hold on?"

Shang Hui could not help but raise his hand to touch Yu Meng's face.

"This is the first time you've worried so much about me."

Yu Meng stared blankly for a moment. A shy look seemed to flash across her eyes.

"The first time we were trapped in the valley in a car accident, you didn't have to worry if I would die. You spent the whole night scolding me for pulling you to such a remote and eerie place."

Yu Meng thought about it for a moment, and it seemed to be as Shang Hui had said.

"The second time, when Tan Yubai pushed me down the balcony, although you looked worried, I knew that you were only afraid that Tan Yubai would do something that would bring about the consequences, and not worry about me."

Hearing Shang Hui's nagging, Yu Meng could not help but retort, "Are you a woman? You actually observed his so carefully, even more so than a woman."

Shang Hui stared blankly, as though he had also only realized this point now.

He felt slightly uncomfortable in his heart.

"In short." Shang Hui struggled to move, wanting to straighten his body, but not much time passed before he leaned against the stone again, "When you were worried about me, you looked really good. If it wasn't for the fact that I'm injured right now, I really would have slept with you."

Yu Meng's face alternated between red and white. Even at this point, this fellow still didn't give up.

She ignored him, looking left and right as if searching for something.

"What are you looking for?" Shang Hui asked her.

"See what's sharp, I'll tear your pants open."

Shang Hui blinked his eyes.

"There's no need to go through all that trouble."

Suddenly, Shang Hui grabbed his hand and placed it on his belt.

"Just take it off."

It was clearly an ice-cold leather belt, but Yu Meng felt her fingertips get hot. Following that, her ears also started to get hot.

She withdrew her hand.

"No need, I think it's better if I look around."

"I can't hold on any longer." Shang Hui's voice became softer and softer, "My leg is bleeding nonstop."