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The rain that hit him was icy cold, caught in the wind, as bitter as a whip.

He had been standing on deck for an hour.

For many years, he had never listened to so many words from a person so patiently. Even though he was annoyed, he still listened to Ye Xiong finish everything.

Every word was like a needle, piercing his heart.

He had no reason to refute.

In fact, it's not that he hasn't thought about those consequences, it's just that his obsessive nostalgia makes him unwilling to think about them.

He wanted to have her, even for one more day.

Ye Xiong is right, continuing to force her to stay will cause an uproar, and everyone will have no peace.

Because he is a person with dead spots, so he is not unscrupulous.

Perhaps, one day, when all the people in this world who knew the secret of his identity died, he would be able to truly dominate the forces of darkness.

It doesn't matter, in fact, he can solve it, the most important thing is...

The phrase "the fish dies and the net breaks".

She is so stubborn, she really won't stay by his side obediently.

Tonight was a vivid example. She provoked him, and as a result she was tortured so that she could fall ill.

If he continues like this, he doesn't know if one day he will accidentally kill her because of her anger.

When he was angry, he couldn't even control himself.

……

After taking a shower and returning to the room, her fever has subsided.

According to his instructions, the maid fed her some water, and the drip was withdrawn, and there was no need to apply ice cubes again.

Liu Ya said, let her sleep well, and she will be fine at dawn.

When Liu Ya was about to leave, he hesitated again and again, but still mustered up the courage to say to him: "Wang, when the maid was wiping her sweat just now, she found blood on her body, so I asked the nurse to check her body. Some are injured, you..."

"I see." He waved his hand.

Everyone retreats.

He was wearing a nightgown, sitting by the bed, looking at her quietly through the orange wall lamp.

When she was asleep, she was very obedient and gentle, like a docile kitten, but her face was haggard and pale.

With the back of his hand, he gently stroked her smooth cheeks, and rubbed her petal-like lips with his thumbs, so reluctant to part.

Sitting on the edge of the bed like this, watching her for two hours.

It was dawn.

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