Returning to Nanshan Villa, Qiao Mo took a bath and sat on the bed, still drunk and blurry-eyed.
Fu Nancheng tucked her in, lightly kissing her forehead: "Be good, sleep well."
Qiao Mo stared dazedly at him for a few seconds before slowly closing her eyes.
Listening to her breathing become steady, he got up to the living room to smoke a cigarette, then turned around to go to the bathroom.
But twenty minutes later, he returned to the bedroom while drying his hair. As soon as he pushed open the door, his pupils contracted; the figure on the bed was nowhere to be found!
The window was half open, the night breeze slightly cool, gently blowing the curtains.
He sprinted forward and peered out of the window, his hands tightly grasping the window frame, his face somewhat pale.
Outside, the waves surged, carrying a sense of coolness.
But amidst the vast blue sea there was no sign of her!
After removing the bathrobe and changing into clothes, he turned and walked out.
