Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

Sun Jian frowned: "Who's so blind as to bully my brother? Is it one of those haters?"

Jinli said, "She's his girlfriend."

"Brother Biao said that if we go back late, we might get drugged and dragged to the basement in our suitcases."

Sun Jian was stunned for a moment: "You mean, you broke two of Zhang Chen's ribs with one punch, and then dared to rush to the farmhouse with just you to kidnap Cai Long and Ge Shan, and almost turned Li Peng into Li Yueyue's bastard..."

"Drugged by your girlfriend?"

Jinli nodded: "That's roughly the idea."

Sun Jian remarked with emotion, "No wonder Ayu immediately backed down."

"This guy's a yandere, who would dare mess with him?"

"Only a stubborn fool like Biaozi."

As Xia Wenshan requested, Xia Tingwan left a letter for Lin Jianshen.

Then, under Xia Wenshan's watchful gaze, he walked out of the room and closed the door.

The dark brown security door was painted very evenly.

The house was fully furnished when they bought it, and the doors were provided by the developer; neither she nor Lin Jianshen replaced them.

They left the windows open for two months to air out the formaldehyde before moving in.

In fact, we only lived there for a little over three months.

Lin Jianshen said he will spend the New Year at his new home this year.

He wanted to show off his skills.

Couplets and the character "福" (fortune) should be pasted on the door.

He said he checked and found that the "Fu" character should be pasted upright, so this year's "Fu" character shouldn't be upside down.

It's July now, and there are still more than seven months until the Chinese New Year, but she has to leave this place.

Xia Tingwan took nothing with her except her ID card in her pocket.

She said to herself, "Lin Jianshen, you must take good care of yourself."

She wished Lin Jianshen could come back right now, so she could see him one more time.

Take another look at him, take another look at him, and see his face.

With this turn, who knows when we will meet again.

She was also particularly afraid that Lin Jianshen would come back at this time.

Because if he comes back, he will definitely clash with Xia Wenshan.

Something bad might really happen.

She remained silent, because if she spoke at that moment, her voice would surely tremble.

The elevator doors slammed shut, blocking Xia Tingwan's view and thoughts.

She felt as if she were trapped in a microwave oven-like cage.

She tried her best to clear her mind and restrain herself, not letting the tears fall.

She didn't want Xia Wenshan to see her vulnerability, and even more so, she couldn't let Xia Wenshan realize that she had already fallen deeply in love with Lin Jianshen.

The elevator slowly descended.

With each layer you go down, your chest cavity feels a little emptier.

With each heartbeat, I felt excruciating pain.

Sun Hao arranged for a car to be parked at the entrance of the residential area.

Three black Rolls-Royces.

The blood-red setting sun gradually spread across the flying goddess figure on the front of the car.

One car was specifically assigned to clear the way.

Xia Wenshan sat in the second car.

Accompanied by a bodyguard, Xia Tingwan got into the third car.

It was rush hour, and it took the convoy an hour and a half to reach the airport.

It was already evening when the plane took off.

As we passed by the seaside square.

Fireworks lit up the square, which had just been expanded.

It illuminated half the sky.

It's peak tourist season now, and there are fireworks displays every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday evening.

Countless drones took to the sky.

You can't hear anything from this distance.

Xia Tingwan heard the sounds of fireworks exploding and drones roaring.

Those voices exploded from the depths of her heart, making her tremble all over.

She pressed herself firmly against her chest.

The plane lurched slightly in the turbulence, and tears welled up in my eyes as if a dam had been opened.

Fortunately, Xia Wenshan was sitting in the front row and did not notice her lapse in composure.

Xia Tingwan remembered that fountain.

The two once searched for the perfect angle to take a photo under the fountain, promising to be together forever and never be apart.

But she's leaving...

Lin Jianshen got into the Mercedes-Benz and said to Song Siyuan, "Let's go to Zhiyin Music Store."

Song Siyuan started the vehicle.

Song Siyuan is now his bodyguard and driver, and Liu Jun, who sits in the passenger seat, is now his personal assistant.

Liu Jun said, "Brother Shen, your recent online movie is very popular. Some GG merchants want to invite you to be their spokesperson."

"Your agent said they want to discuss this with you."

Lin Jianshen looked out the window and casually said, "I'm not answering, I'm busy."

Liu Jun knew that he had been busy at sea for several days and would definitely have to go back to be with his girlfriend, so he didn't say anything.

She was frantically sending messages to her agent.

Lin Jianshen laughed and said, "Once I went back and forgot to bring her flowers, and she nagged about it for days."

"Why don't you take her words to heart?"

"This time I not only created a memo, but also set an alarm so I definitely won't forget."

As the car passed the seaside square, the expanded square was packed with people.

Lin Jianshen lowered the car window slightly.

Watching the colorful fireworks bloom overhead.

A swarm of drones took off, forming all sorts of patterns.

An airplane streaked across the dark sky.

What a beautiful view! Xia Tingwan will definitely love it.

Lin Jianshen pondered that tomorrow was Saturday, and there would be fireworks to watch.

I'll bring her along tonight.

They were both disappointed that they didn't see fireworks during the last Chinese New Year.

The car was parked in front of Zhiyin Music Store.

This is a high-end musical instrument store.

The violin that Xia Tingwan used to play was bought here.

The boss was a middle-aged man with a big beard and a small braid on his head.

Although he is somewhat unkempt, his work is impeccable and he is very famous in the industry.

Lin Jianshen pre-ordered this guzheng more than a month in advance.

When the owner saw him come in, he took the instrument out from the inner room and placed it on the shelf for him to try.

Lin Jianshen gently plucked a string, and the guzheng produced a melodious sound that lingered long after the last note.

He was very satisfied and couldn't bear to put the guzheng in the trunk, lest it get damaged.

I sat in the back seat, placed the guzheng flat on my lap, and carefully carried it the whole way.

Xia Tingwan would be very happy to see such a beautiful guzheng.

She would definitely jump up and hug him.

He will definitely be rewarded with a long kiss.

A smile bloomed on Lin Jianshen's lips.

He got off the car at the entrance of the residential area.

Song Siyuan rolled down the car window and waved: "Goodbye, Brother Biao."

Lin Jianshen waved casually: "Goodbye."

As he said those two words, a sudden sharp pain shot through his heart.

It seemed that something important was slipping away from him.

Lin Jianshen quickly said seriously, "Siyuan, please drive safely."

"Obey traffic rules."

"Understood." Song Siyuan turned and left.

Lin Jianshen watched with unease as the car's taillights disappeared into the night.

"That kid drives recklessly, I don't know if he even listened to what I was saying."

Lin Jianshen carried the guzheng into the apartment building, and the elevator went up.

"bite--"

We've reached the seventeenth floor.

The smart door lock scanned my face and greeted me with a cheerful voice: "Welcome home."

This is Xia Tingwan's own recording; it sounds beautiful.

When she recorded this voice message, she tried several times, always saying, "Oh, this is so embarrassing," and "Won't my neighbors think I'm being dramatic?"

Lin Jianshen laughed at her, and she pounced on him and punched him.

When the door closed, the lights in the entryway and the living room automatically turned on one after another.

Lin Jianshen changed his shoes.

The guzheng was placed on the music stand that had been prepared in the living room.

Xia Tingwan's laptop was on the coffee table in front of the sofa. The screen was off, but it wasn't closed.

Lin Jianshen walked to the sofa and folded up the air conditioning blanket that Xia Tingwan had casually tossed aside.

The blanket was newly bought, and it still had tassels along the edges.

"Strange, where is he?" Lin Jianshen muttered.

He called out, "Xia Tingwan?"

"Wanwan?"

If no one is inside, they are most likely in the bathroom.

But the bathroom light was off.

Lin Jianshen knocked on the door: "Wanwan, are you in there?"

No one responded from inside.

Lin Jianshen pushed open the bathroom door, and the lights inside turned on automatically.

The new house has a spacious and bright bathroom, and it even has a bathtub.

It's big enough for two people to shower together.

Xia Tingwan was still not in the restroom.

Lin Jianshen suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It's already 8 PM.

At this time of day, Xia Tingwan would usually be at home.

You either curl up on the sofa and code, or practice dancing in your room, or practice playing a musical instrument.

Where is she today?

He searched the house again.

There's no bedroom, no study, no kitchen, no balcony.

Lin Jianshen began to feel an indescribable panic.

He picked up his phone and dialed Xia Tingwan's number.