Rebirth Sweet Romance: Young Master Luo's Heartfelt Love

The atmosphere between the two was quiet and warm.

There was not much verbal communication.

They simply enjoyed this moment of peace and companionship.

It was as if all emotions and feelings had been conveyed silently.

After the meal, Luo Yuting stood up on his own initiative.

They started clearing the tableware off the table.

His movements were swift yet elegant.

The plates were gently stacked neatly.

After finishing tidying up, he walked over to Tang Xinxin's side.

His eyes were full of concern and tenderness.

He whispered a few words of advice:

"Xin Xin, you've just recovered and need to rest. Don't think about anything, just relax and get some sleep."

Tang Xinxin nodded obediently.

There was a hint of reluctance in her eyes as she looked at Luo Yuting.

Luo Yuting turned around.

He walked downstairs slowly with steady steps.

As soon as I got down to the living room,

Tang Yaoyao is like a butterfly,

They quickly wrapped around it.

She tilted her head back.

His eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Acting coquettishly:

“Brother Yuting, let’s go to school together. You’ve already taken a few days off, and now that my sister has been discharged from the hospital, you should focus on your studies since you’re about to enter your senior year of high school.”

Luo Yuting frowned slightly.

Without hesitation, he shook his head and refused.

His attitude was resolute yet indifferent.

He went straight to the kitchen.

Carefully place the plate in your hand next to the sink.

Subsequently,

He ignored Tang Yaoyao's disappointed and resentful expression.

Turned around and went upstairs.

Tang Yaoyao was left standing there alone.

Tang Xinxin lay gently in the soft blankets, turning slightly to her side, her hand unconsciously playing with the string of Buddhist prayer beads Luo Yuting had given her. Her slender fingers lightly fiddled with each smooth bead, each touch seemingly carrying Luo Yuting's presence and warmth. A strange sense of peace flowed through her heart like a gentle stream. In this tranquil and peaceful atmosphere, her eyelids grew heavy, and soon she drifted peacefully into sleep.

At this moment, Luo Yuting was standing quietly outside Tang Xinxin's door.

He leaned slightly forward, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside the room.

All around was silent.

He knew that Xin Xin was most likely already asleep.

Luo Yuting's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.

A faint, relieved smile appeared on his face.

Then, with a calm and grounded heart,

She tiptoed back to her room.

Upon entering the room,

Luo Yuting quickly threw himself into his own affairs.

He went straight to the desk.

He turned on the computer, and the screen's light instantly illuminated his focused and determined face.

His long, slender fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard.

Lines of code leaped across the screen like lively musical notes.

Others may not know what he is studying.

But Luo Yuting himself had a clear goal and direction in mind.

He knew very well that

Only by continuously becoming stronger can we achieve this.

Only in the future can we protect Tang Xinxin from the wind and rain.

To give her a more stable and better life.

the other side,

Tang Xinxin was asleep.

His brows gradually furrowed.

Breathing also became rapid.

She found herself in a dimly lit space.

The cold walls exuded a chill.

Tang Yaoyao's figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

A twisted and ferocious smile was plastered on her face.

He gripped a gleaming knife tightly in his hand.

"Tang Xinxin, do you think you can have everything? Today is your last day!"

Tang Yaoyao said fiercely.

He then approached her step by step.

Tang Xinxin retreated in fear.

But they found there was no way to retreat.

Then,

She was forcibly dragged into a car by Tang Yaoyao.

After a bumpy ride,

They arrived at a gloomy mental hospital.

The surrounding area was filled with piercing screams and maniacal laughter.

Tang Yaoyao pushed her into a small hospital room.

The door was locked mercilessly.

Tang Xinxin pounded on the door desperately.

Crying for help,

But all she received in response was endless indifference and silence.

In despair,

Tang Xinxin suddenly woke up.

Her pajamas were soaked with sweat.

She was panting heavily.

Fear still lingered in his eyes.

After a while,

She finally came to her senses.

Realizing it was all just a nightmare.

But the realistic scene left her with lingering fear.