Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

There was an open letter on the table, and another untouched.

Lin Banxia sat on the table in a daze for a long, long time, and finally tried her best to stand up.

She left the inn, thinking about her promise with He Ruojin, she went to the alley where she had been yesterday.

There was still heavy snow falling on the street, and even the air she breathed in seemed to be overly chilled, so sharp and sharp, it slashed across her throat like blood.

It was such a dull pain, and for a moment it was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.

But even so, even if the steps are difficult, they still have to come to the place agreed with him, and want to fulfill the agreement with him.

He can never forget the agreement between them.

He only promised himself last night, he made a clear promise to himself last night.

The old gentleman stood at the door and told her calmly that the portrait had been taken away before daylight.

Lin Banxia was still rational, and asked politely: "Does the old man know where he went?"

The old gentleman shook his head, and advised her again: "Young Madam, it's better not to go to General He, he... is also for your own good."

Lin Banxia pursed her lips very flat, stepped back slowly, bowed deeply to the old man, turned and left.

With great effort, she returned to the small courtyard on the edge of Hangu Mountain.

Pushing open the door, it was quiet inside, there was no sound at all, the room was neat and tidy, it was still the same as when we left yesterday.

He never came back.

He said he was gone, and he was gone.

I didn't even look back.

Lin Banxia suddenly felt that she had lost all her strength, she couldn't walk anymore, she squatted on the doorway alone, crying with her head in her arms.

She cried very softly, for fear of disturbing someone, but she couldn't restrain herself from crying because she was so sad.

No one wants to make an appointment with her, no one wants to watch the sparkling aurora with her for a lifetime, and no one wants to kiss her...

Not from the start.

It was just an illusion he gave himself.

But why...

Why is even the little bit of warmth she expected to be just a lie...

Why she worked so hard to come to him, he didn't think she was difficult at all, why he could leave as soon as he said, without thinking about how uncomfortable she was...

She has never been afraid of life and death, why is he afraid when she is not...

"You clearly promised me, He Ruojin, you promised me." Lin Banxia hugged herself tightly, clenched her lips and teeth, and sobbed indistinctly.

The footsteps approached and slowly stopped in front of Lin Banxia.

"If you don't come, he can spend the rest of his life in peace and stability. Once you come, Mr. He will have to try his best to avoid you, maybe he will die sooner..."

When Lin Banxia heard this cold voice, she froze all over, raised her head slowly, and then saw the sackcloth woman standing in front of her, looking at her calmly.

Lin Banxia moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but her throat felt so hard that she couldn't speak at all.

As if catching a ray of dispensable hope, she repeated the question she had asked the old gentleman in a soft voice: "Do you know where he went?"

The commoner woman shook her head, pursed her lips, and said flatly, "Young Master He must have never told you how painful it is every time his cold poison attacks."