Qing Er didn't know how she left that villa.
She was alone, aimlessly wandering the streets, feeling conflicted.
Of course, she didn't know, ten meters behind her, someone was following her all along.
Silently, following behind her, and whenever she turned around, he hid well, not letting her see.
Until…
He saw another man appear, and his steps halted, no longer moving forward.
As Qing Er walked on, she lifted her head in a daze and saw the man standing opposite her.
The man was dressed in casual clothes, standing straight beneath the dim lights, appearing both devilishly charming and elegant.
He smiled lightly like the wind, came over, took off his coat, and gently draped it over her slender shoulders.
Without saying a word, standing beside her, yet giving an inexplicable warmth.
Qing Er looked at him, her eyes devoid of emotion, "Why are you here?"
Xia Luo smiled, "I'm waiting for you."
"Waiting for me for what?"
