I Throw Red Yarn, Prince Charming I Can.

Chaptre 45.

The drizzle is over, now there are only remnants of water dripping from the leaves that emit a drip sound as if to be a sedative song. 

The sound of wood eaten by fire, also accompanies the song of water droplets and air released by the fire gives off a warm feeling that can remove the cold from the body. 

After being made into a tea bag by the white-haired man, Xing'er's state was still unconscious. Beside the bonfire that warmed her body, the girl still faithfully closed both her eyes which had plump eyelashes. 

Just across from Xing'er, there was a white-haired man who was also enjoying the warm of the campfire. Her cold face without letting out a hint of expression was occasionally staring at Xing'er's face that resembled her old acquaintance. 

The look of longing, the look of disappointment, the look of love, and the look of hatred so radiated from the look of his eyes that unconsciously anger had mastered it. 

His two beads turned bright red, his eyes sharp and his pointy nails now adorned his two sturdy hands. 

In the blink of an eye he now moved to be above Xing'er, without having the feeling he again strangled the girl's neck to the point of making the girl wake up and having trouble breathing. 

"A–a-pa the k-ka-u .. l-la-kukan?" xing'er said with a stammering tone. 

The man's anger has still not subsided, he was still strangling Xing'er's neck strongly and as Xing'er's body squeezed with the look of her eyes the man regained consciousness then released his grip from Xing'er's neck and moved away from her. 

He sighed deeply to stabilize his anger and as his anger dissipated, the sinister appearance returned to its original state. A cold face that has no passion. 

The girl coughed, weakly trying to get up and hold her sore neck. His body trembled, his eyes bead glazed over, his heart pounding violently as if to describe how scared he was right now at the white-haired man. 

Xing'er still did not understand, why the man's attitude had always been rude towards her. From the first meeting until now in every meeting he would definitely get hurt, he said, though the man asked him to look for a crystal ball that should have been good to him but there was a strange man who tortured him as if he wanted to kill him right then and there. 

Xing'er who did not want to die at the man's hands slowly retreated away unbeknownst to him, when she thought it was safe because the gray man was being off guard she hurriedly left the gray man. 

With the rest of the energy he has. Xing'er ran with all her might while crying, but unfortunately while she was running the white-haired man was suddenly in front of her with a flat face like a plywood. 

The girl twisted her body and ran in another direction, but again the man appeared in front of her. Xing'er who was desperate for not being able to run away from the man just stared fearfully while tightly grasping her hands. 

"What do you really want from me?" xing'er asked with trembling lips. 

The man did not answer anything, he simply walked over to Xing'er with his cold aura. 

Xing'er took a few steps back to avoid the person. "Wait .. You'd better stay there and I'll listen to you talk." 

The man stopped his footsteps and flashed his bead. "Those company I drink tonight, don't leave if I don't tell you to. Dare you run away I won't forgive you." 

The girl nodded her head quickly and followed the man from behind.

"Just kill me, it'll be better for me" Xing'er grumbled in annoyance. 

"Without my permission, you can't die!" her mouth made Xing'er cluck. 

"Based on a strange man, you asked me to look for a crystal ball but you made it difficult for me yourself .. Then you just look for yourself and return me to where I came from," Xing'er snorted, but the girl immediately lowered her head as the man turned his head with a deadly look. 

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"Hua'er!," called Zhu Wu Chen after a few hours of waiting he finally came, but unfortunately once he came the person waiting for him was gone. 

He saw the food basket and the red umbrella lying there, he approached the food basket and opened it. The food was cold and still neatly arranged in it. 

"Hua'er! You where?" zhu Wu Chen shouted back to call Xing'er by name and all that was heard was the sound of the silence of the forest. 

"Has he gone home? Can't be ... what lest something happen to her? Ck it's all my fault for coming late, I have to look for it" monologue Wu Chen. Because his premonition said that if Xing'er was still around here, he rushed to look for her worried that something untoward was happening. 

While elsewhere far away. Xuan Xing'er and the white-haired man were sitting on the edge of the sea, enjoying the sunset scene while enjoying a cup of wine that gave off a fragrant aroma. 

"Close," he told Xing'er who was quite far away from him. 

Quietness. Xing'er who was still scared looked hesitant to shift her seat to the side of the man. 

The white-haired man downed back his wine, then moved his head to the left and Xing'er immediately moved by herself to the side. 

"No-no don't hit me" Xing'er said, hiding her head behind both hands as the man turned to her. The trauma after the incident at Hua-Hua lake seemed to have stuck in Xing'er's heart, so she always felt fear when she was near the man. 

Seeing Xing'er's frightened reflexive attitude, the man looked at her heartily. There was compassion in his heart when he saw Xing'er who was afraid of him and there was also sadness in him, because he wanted to be kind but was misunderstood by the girl. 

He finally turned his gaze towards the sea and Xing'er who felt no movement from the person peered slightly to look, and again shifted her body to the side. 

"Tell me about you" he said in a cold tone. 

"I? I don't have any stories to tell," replied Xing'er who immediately felt her neck suffocate. 

"If I ask you, you must do it!" said the man threw Xing'er to the ground. 

Both of Xing'er's eyes returned teary, today she felt a great deal of suffering. His body was crumbling due to the man's violent actions on him, he wanted to cry as hard as he could but his fear was too great that he was only able to hold back the patter of his eyes that almost fell. 

With full force. He finally told his life to the man, just like when he told Han Wang Yue and Zhu Wu Chen. He told the man about his parents, career and friends. 

"Your life is very lucky to be surrounded by people who love you so much" he said flatly. 

"Not always lucky, sometimes there are some people who always scorn me because at my age I still do not have a partner, even though without a partner my life is happy and those who have a partner are not necessarily as happy and free as I am," Xing'er said as she hugged both knees. 

"You are right, life itself is much more soothing and when life has known love then everything will change. Love does not always bear sweet fruit, over time love will turn into bitterness that will not be treated by anything," said the white-haired man, said, the look in his eyes when talking about love hints that he is experiencing deep disappointment. 

Xing'er turned to the man and looked at him fixedly. "Gege, are you experiencing the throes of love?" 

The man only glanced at her cynically without taking out a word. 

Xing'er turned her gaze forward after getting a cynical look from the man. "You're right, after all how can a cruel human like you feel the upheaval of love.

Hearing the words that Xing'er had thrown out. The man pulled the nape of Xing'er's neck in front of him to make their faces within such a close distance. 

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Seriate.