At the moment Lin Yixun saw Leng Yixiu, Leng Yixiu also saw her. Leng Yixiu's gaze lightly swept over her face, finally pausing for a few seconds on their intertwined fingers, a hint of coldness flashing in his indifferent eyes.
Leng Yixiu extended his hand toward her, his voice cold, "Come here."
This situation was so similar to the last time, the familiar scene made Lin Yixun's heart involuntarily rise with fear. She subconsciously took a step back, but immediately a large hand tightly encircled her waist.
The familiar warmth made her instinctively look up, unexpectedly meeting a pair of gentle eyes. Ouyang Hao's thin lips parted slightly, and in a low voice he said, "Yixun, don't be afraid, I'm here."
The man's deep voice was like a spell, nearly causing Lin Yixun to drown in it, but reason told her she couldn't allow it. Too much entanglement would only harm herself and others.
"Ouyang Hao, let me go!"
"I won't. Not in this lifetime!"
