Loving You As Scheduled

About three minutes later, Qin Feimo suddenly lit a cigarette, and she saw him again.

She saw him smoke for the first time in three years in the commander’s house.

As if noticing that a pair of eyes were paying attention to him, Qin Feimo on the sofa suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the stairs.

Suddenly touching his gaze, Feng Jinglei was startled. For a moment, her gaze had nowhere to hide, and she was guilty and flustered.

But a few seconds later, she quickly became calm and composed, and after a glance at the man, she turned around and prepared to go upstairs casually.

"Feng Jinglei."

As soon as he turned around, the man's voice sounded again, with a faint hoarseness and magnetism in its lowness. The voice was so magical that people would fall into it and find it difficult to extricate themselves.

She paused, feeling vaguely disturbed.

Was he planning to vent his anger on her?

Uh, listening to his tone, it doesn't seem like it.

Turning her head, facing the man's dark eyes, she opened her lips lightly, "What?"

She stood not far from the stairs, staring at her in the middle of the stairs, and looked at her calmly. For about ten seconds, he lightly opened his lips, "When you were in the Xinya Villa, you really didn’t tell Mu Qianqian Other words?"

The sudden question made Feng Jinglei startled by surprise.

Although Mu Qianqian's death hasn't been long in the past, it should have always been his forbidden place, right? He actually took the initiative to speak to her?

And, is he here to determine something?

Lowering her eyes, raising her eyes again, staring at the man in front of her, she calmly and firmly said, "No."

She thought he would continue to ask something, but after several seconds, the man didn't say anything, but turned around and returned to the sofa.

She was stunned, staring at the man's back, she didn't understand what he was thinking at the moment, why she asked Mu Qianqian when she died for no reason.

He didn't speak, she naturally had no reason to stay here, and after she was sure that the man would not say anything, she turned and walked towards the third floor.

...

The night is quiet.

After the shower, Feng Jinglei didn't feel sleepy. She lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling blankly, but the three words Qin Feimo were all in her mind...

What happened to him? What happened?

The more I think about it, the more chaotic my heart seems, the more confused my heart is, and the less sleepy I feel.

I looked at the time, ten twenty in the evening.

Unable to sleep, she simply got up and planned to go downstairs to pour a glass of water.

The moon at fifteenth is very round, and the corridor on the third floor is also very bright without turning on the lights.

In situations like this in the past, Feng Jinglei didn't need to turn on the lights, but today she just stepped out of the door and saw the moon-white light spilling on the corridor, but her heart trembled and stopped at the door of the room.

Can't even this situation be overcome now?

Turning her face, she looked towards the end of the corridor. It was so dark that there was not a trace of light. She quickly closed her eyes back, and her heartbeat began to beat quickly!

Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm her mood while holding the door frame.

In the past, as long as there is light, she can still overcome it. Why is the fear of darkness getting stronger?

Not wanting to be swallowed up by the darkness again, Feng Jinglei turned on all the lights in the corridor until he reached the first floor, and even the lights in the living room were turned on.

When she walked to the kitchen, when she reached a glass of water, she planned to drink while going upstairs.

As soon as I walked to the center of the living room and was about to walk towards the stairs, the corner of my eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a stack of materials on the coffee table.