"Where are you going?"

Crystal was so drunk that she rushed her fences. She grabbed Christina's arm with both hands and wouldn't let her go. "Christina, our issues haven't been resolved yet. Don't go."

Christina was speechless at her freaking action and tried to reason with her. "I'll make it clear to you tomorrow. Now..."

"Don't go!"

She simply held out. "Christina, tell me! When did you hook up with my big boss?!"

"She's going home to rest."

Behind them came a deep voice.

Crystal froze, everything in her eyes was spinning around as she looked at the grim face in front of her, but she let go of Christina's hand as if it were an instinctive reaction.

"Crystal drank a lot tonight..."

Christina looked back worriedly about her best friend.

But the man next to her was expressionless, staring at her coldly.

Christina decided to leave Crystal alone. Anyway, Patrick had already told the people in the villa to take care of her. No one would dare to hurt her.

"Don't try to put on a brave face to help others." He reminded lightly.

Christina pursed her lips, trying to refute, but she finally chose to remain silent.

She thought, in Patrick's opinion, most people were just 'others'. How many people could he value?

They walked out of Red Villa. It was now around 10 pm. The lights of the busy lane flickered. They walked side by side. Under the warm light, their long shadows were thrown to dependent on each other. There was a rare sense of harmony and warmth in the mist.

Christina looked down at their shadows on the ground. It was quiet all around, and her heart beat a little faster for no reason. She rarely had a chance to wander around with him like this.

Maybe when they walked out of this alley, Patrick would call the driver to pick them up, but all of a sudden, Christina wished this alley to be longer, and she walked slower, slower...

All of a sudden, she felt something land on her shoulders, and she looked a little surprised. She looked up at the man on the left.

A black suit jacket was draped over her.

Naturally, he pulled her coat. "Don't move."

was

It was probably the dim light on the street that brought

"Patrick."

down at their shadows on the ground and whispered, "Patrick, why on

man next to her raised his eyebrows and looked at her slightly red

was completely different from the first time

back from the US to attend the funeral. He

went to C City for a good friend. He was wearing casual clothes and white headphones, listening to music while walking

very empty. Under the dusk, the

locust tree, at the corner, a girl wound jump down from the middle

was so caught off guard that she broke into his world, and her soft and warm body fell

in the twilight at sunset, and he looked

moment, he was

even flashed through his mind. He thought he had bumped into an angel

don't have your

back to his senses. She quickly got up from him and did not

about to speak when the girl in front of him ran away without even looking at him,

her running away. She was a little hasty, and then did he realize that she was nervous, but

figure it out, he was a little tangled, a little

just couldn't

he wanted to see her

know why, but he just

"... I don't know."

put his hands on her shoulders, and looked straight at her with his deep eyes. "Christina..."

be

eyes slightly and watched him lean down and approach her. Her heart palpitated and

strong as he usually was, and he even

"Don't be like this..."

pushed him away with a

her eyes with an exasperated look. They were so close to each other, and they

forget that you are my wife now. How

angry that was

He just turned around and walked

"Hey -"

"Hey, Patrick -"

out the sudden fluster rising in her heart, so she followed with him in a

a little aggrieved and angry, she rather sat willfully in the middle of

front of her suddenly stopped. He looked back at her, with a slight

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