Chapter Twenty-Five: The Strange Good Man

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Then another girl yelled loudly.

"Please someone drag her out! It's so noisy, and let people not watch movies, waiter waiter."

The audience frowned and talked a lot, they kept talking and scolding the woman who was crying so loudly like crazy.

He Xiyan didn't seem to be able to hear other people's cursing and complaining to her, she was completely immersed in her own pain, crying constantly, even louder. The images shown in the movie kept rolling in her mind, as well as everything she had experienced these days.

"Ma'am, ma'am...you wake up"

Finally a tall man came to her side. The man bent down, and gently patted He Xiyan's back, trying to wake up the woman who was immersed in pain.

However, this woman just continued to cry, crying very loudly and very miserable.

She must have just lost love, he thought to himself.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hands involuntarily, one on the woman's back, the other on the crook of her knee, and lifted her into the air like this.

"Everyone, let's go!"

He took a step forward and walked out of the auditorium with the woman in his arms. It was only after he left the screening hall that he saw the woman in his arms clearly.

This is a woman who looks more haggard than the hostess in the movie. The woman's hair is messy, and the hair on the forehead and ears is wet and stuck to her neck. I don't know how long she has been crying. The white one can't see a trace of blood, even the lips are white, of course there are blood streaks on the lips, it seems to be bitten by her own teeth, but the woman's eyes are still pouring out tears at this moment, and the crying is always Now, his body seemed to be cold, even the hand that fell on his neck was as cold as ice.

Why is she dressed so thinly on such a cold day?

Putting the woman in his arms on a rest chair, the man patted himself on the shoulder, but after a while, the sleeves on his shoulders were wet from the woman's crying.

How miserable she is.

The man frowned, his amber eyes narrowed slightly, and when he opened them again, there was still a trace of sympathy and resentment.

He took off his overcoat, and put a very warm windbreaker on the woman. Turning around, he walked into the screening room again.

Although it wasn't a blockbuster movie, that movie was still very good-looking, and it was also a very touching movie, because it was very realistic, and the audience could be absorbed in it immediately.

At the same time, in Night City, in a luxurious villa.

Xia Yuwei snuggled into Mo Yixuan's arms like a child.

Her slender fingers gently fiddled with the tie on her chest, and she never took her eyes off the man's handsome and cold face for a moment.

This man is really good-looking, like a sculptor's perfect work, 360 degrees without dead ends, never tired of seeing it. She fell in love with him from the first moment she saw him.

"Yixuan, are you still angry with me?" Xia Yuwei's soft voice broke the silence in the bedroom, she put her arms around the man's waist and hugged him tightly, "I'm sorry, Yixuan, I'm sorry I didn't pass by you If you agree, let the servants throw away Sister He's things, but I just don't want you to think of her again when you see those things, I'm jealous of her, really jealous of her."

Xia Yuwei said aggrievedly, with a pair of watery eyes, she could cry out just by crying.

Mo Yixuan raised his head and raised his chin slightly, forming a perfect arc.

He didn't answer the woman's words, but his heart still hurt, the pain of being stripped.