Lu Zhanbei didn't bother looking back. His exit was fast and urgent, and there was no way that Lin Wanwan could catch up with him.
He must have been mad.
When she got to the study room, the door was already locked.
Lin Wanwan knocked on the door. "Lu Zhanbei, open the door!"
"…" There was no response.
Lin Wanwan kept on knocking.
Finally, she ran out of patience and kicked the door wide open.
The lights were off.
Lu Zhanbei leaned against the sofa, and his eyes stared into the ceiling. Under the moonlight, she could see no expression on his face. However, his eyes carried too many emotions: doubt, confusion, mockery, insanity… and a hint of weakness.
When a man that strong showed a sign of weakness, it was harrowing to watch.
Lin Wanwan swallowed the joke that she wanted to tell as the atmosphere got serious.
"Lu Zhanbei…" Lin Wanwan made her way into his arms.
Lu Zhanbei didn't resist, nor did he respond.