Chapter 89: The magic of time

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Luo Anning took a shower, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down at the neon colors at her feet. She slept on the plane for so long that she didn’t feel a bit sleepy now.
Room service was called for dinner, and the meal was delivered to the room. She ate a few bites and lost her appetite.
Putting down the knife and fork, she paced in the room, and inexplicably began to be irritable. She was not in any mood to do anything, but the more she did nothing, the more irritable she was.
In such a vicious circle, she sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, bent her legs and arms around her knees, watching the neon night scene of London under her feet, letting her thoughts empty.
Rong Shao came in and saw that she was sitting on the ground with a lonely back, which was indistinguishable from the past.
Seeing her angry, self-confident and elegant look, she suddenly saw such a pitiful look of such unguarded loneliness, and Rong Shao's psychology was not a bit tasted.
Does she really hate traveling with him so much?
Rong Shao leaned on the door quilt and took off the tie in his hand. Feng Pu looked at her thoughtfully. Luo Anning didn't realize he had become the scenery in the eyes of others.
She looked at the sky, he stared at her lonely back...
One minute, three minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes...
Rong Shao threw down his tie, strode to the floor-to-ceiling window, and dragged her violently. The one who chopped his head and covered his face was a low growl: "Luo An Ning, you are endless, is it so uncomfortable to be with me? Okay, neither do I. Reluctant to let you go, don't let me see you again!"
Thinking he lived for 27 years, when was she so dismissed by a woman?
So to speak, besides her being peaceful, which woman is so dare to yell at him?
For a time, Rong Shao's arrogant heart was hit, angrily angry, dragging Luo Anning and dragging outside the door.
Opened the door and threw her out mercilessly: "Come on, Master will not see you!"
"Boom--" With a loud noise, the gorgeous door of the presidential suite closed in front of her eyes.
Luo Anning seemed to have just recovered, looked at the door that had been closed, and then glanced down at the pajamas on his body, his eyes closed deeply, opened again, and his eyes were no longer emotional and turbulent.
She rang the doorbell and wanted Rong Shao to open the door, but Rong Shao seemed to be hardened. No matter how she pressed it, the gorgeous door remained silent.
Luo Anning sighed, and she didn't even know where she was that he was the one who drove him out.
Forget it, let's not let in.
She went downstairs to the lobby and asked the assistant manager to get her a set of clothes. After changing the clothes, she walked out of the hotel.
Although it was summer, the wind in the middle of the night was still cool. She embraced herself with her arms tight and walked aimlessly.
Unconsciously, she walked to the Thames, stood on the bank, and looked at the colorful neon reflected in the calm river, but her heart became more and more peaceful.
All the noise is still at this moment.
There are not many pedestrians on the riverside. Several romantic couples are holding hands while strolling, and the tramp rummaging through the trash can to find food. When they find that there is no harvest, they will curse: "shi.t!"
All of this is familiar and unfamiliar.
The past that once desperately wanted to be forgotten has faded out unknowingly.
This is the magic of time.