Turning his head, he saw that Yi Lang's face was gloomy, and a pair of dark blue pupils seemed to be quenched with a layer of ice inside, and it was freezing cold.
After all, it was he who used the other party's items without consent. Xue Xue withdrew his hand in a guilty conscience under Yi Lang's stinging eyes.
"I... I think this amulet is cute, so I just wanted to see it." Xue Xue said slyly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
Xue Xue's voice suddenly stopped.
Because of Yi Lang's unexpected behavior.
The man crossed his long legs, passed by her, and then in an almost rude way, tore off the amulet tied with the red rope.
This development caught Xue Xue off guard, so Xue Xue didn't react until Yi Lang handed the amulet to him and embroidered the four characters of "peace and joy" in cursive script in a flash.
There was something wrong with the situation in front of him, but Xue Xue couldn't tell what was wrong.
Only change with the same.
"Didn't you want it?" Yi Lang said in a low voice. "Here you are."
The amulet was already in sight, and Xue Xue noticed that there were particularly abrupt stains on the wool at the corners.
No, not right.
Not a stain, more like... blood.
"Here you are!"
Yi Lang's tone suddenly became excited. After Xue Xue's eyes widened in panic, he narrowed his brows again as if he suddenly realized his abruptness.
The atmosphere is eerie.
The overhead light hit Yi Lang's lashes, casting thick shadows on the lower lids.
The man's eyelashes are not curled but very thick, straight like a row of soft feathers rooted in his eyes, which adds a touch of indifference and alienation to his deep peach eyes, especially when he stares blankly at people.
The beautiful pupil color is like the immeasurable deep sea, and if you accidentally fall into it, you will be addicted.
Xue Xue took a step back subconsciously.
This step made Yi Lang's expression gloomier.
But he didn't say much, just stopped looking at Xue Xue, and walked towards the diamond-shaped window embedded in the wall.
By the time Xue Xue found out what his actions meant, it was too late to stop him.
"Yi Lang!"
The window was pushed open from the inside to the outside, and Xue Xue couldn't help shivering when the cool breeze came in, and then watched the amulet turn into a parabola and fell into the vast night without making a sound.
Xue Xue came to the window and looked at the artificial forest that merged with the night and next to the artificial lake the size of half a football field. He knew how low the chance of the amulet would be found again.
By this time, her mind was finally working.
An amulet that was worn out, faded, with fluff on the surface but still hung on the suitcase by Yi Lang, Xue Xue would not believe it if it meant nothing to a man.
But today, Yi Lang lost it.
Lost without hesitation, like...
"You know it all."
Xue Xue used affirmative sentences instead of interrogative sentences.
Hearing her words, Yi Lang turned his head slowly.
That handsome face that can even be described by the word "Zili" is like wearing a mask made of plaster at this time, and even the slightest changes are not shown.
But the more depressed, the more it can prove that Yi Lang's state is dangerous.
Although the two have not known each other for a long time and have been together for a short time, Xue Xue believes in her own observation and intuition.
Just when she wanted to say something to break the stalemate between the two, Yi Lang's eyelids lifted, his eyes cold.
"Know what?" The man suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Xue Xue's ladle on the back of his head, and tried his best to bring her to him. "Tell me, what should I know?"
Every word is squeezed out from the gap between the teeth.
Rolling up his shirt from his elbows, the blue veins on the man's exposed forearms meander like mountains.
At this time, it is obviously unwise to continue confrontation with Yi Lang.
Xue Xue had a hunch.
The man is on the verge of breaking out, and his sanity line is in jeopardy.
What she should do now is leave.
Xue Xue was clearly aware of this fact at the moment when Yi Lang slowly leaned down and hit his forehead with his fiery breath, accompanied by the strong and choking smell of tobacco that completely surrounded himself.
But if she left at this time, she had a strong premonition that perhaps, she would never have the chance to open Yi Lang's heart again.
The tug of war in his heart made Xue Xue do not move for a long time, and Yi Lang's blue pupils seemed to be mixed with black dye, and the remaining light was covered a little bit.
Until the moment they kiss.
Xue Xue closed her eyes resignedly.
She knew that she had fallen into the whirlpool, no matter how much she fluttered and struggled, it was useless.
The only option is to entangle with the man in front of him, and then sink together.