Chapter 583
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In the end, Zhao Meng gently covered Qiao Anhao with the blanket again. "I'll go get dinner for you, rest well."
Qiao Anhao replied softly.
When Zhao Meng left, the room was terrifyingly quiet. Qiao Anhao could faintly hear her own breathing. She lay there for a long time, before gently moving her body. She curled up and buried her head in the blanket, calling out in a low voice, "Lu Jinnian."
The only reply she got was silence.
Another tear fell from the corner of Qiao Anhao's eye, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
I love you the most, I will always work hard to find you.
Perhaps in this lifetime, I will never be able to see you, but finding you is the only thing that will connect us.
So, I won't give up.
Perhaps one day, we will really meet again. At that time, our hair will be white and our teeth will fall out.
But, it doesn't matter, I still want to find you.
You left with regret and despair, leaving me with courage and waiting.
When Zhao Meng came back, Qiao Anhao was already deep asleep. She didn't wake her up, just placing the dinner in the insulated box.
The simple room built for filming was far worse than a hotel room, it didn't even have a television. Zhao Meng had always liked to sleep late, so she curled up on the other bed and browsed the internet for a long time. In the end, she was too bored, so she turned off the lights and closed her eyes to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Qiao Anhao suddenly felt someone moving her blanket. She thought it was Zhao Meng, so she closed her eyes and muttered, "Stop messing around". She reached out to slap the hand that was moving the blanket, but it felt extremely rough. The knuckles were thick, completely different from Zhao Meng's delicate and soft hands. Her sleepiness instantly disappeared, and she abruptly opened her eyes.
The room was pitch black, and with the faint moonlight from the window, Qiao Anhao could vaguely see a shadow over her. Because it was too dark, she couldn't see the person's face clearly, but she was sure that it was a man.
Qiao Anhao instinctively shuddered, and she instantly sat up in bed. "Who are you?"
The man didn't seem to expect Qiao Anhao to suddenly wake up. His hand, which was originally searching for something by her pillow, suddenly paused. In a panic, he reached out and covered Qiao Anhao's mouth, pressing her down onto the blanket.
Qiao Anhao only had time to let out a short cry of surprise, before letting out a weak whimper.
The man pressed her mouth so hard that she couldn't breathe. She instinctively reached out to grab his arm, using all her strength to pinch it.
Qiao Anhao used a lot of strength, causing the man to groan in pain. The hand covering her mouth loosened slightly, and she immediately let out a cry for help, wanting to wake up Zhao Meng, who was sleeping soundly. In the end, she only managed to utter the word "Zhao" before the man's hand ruthlessly pressed down on her face once again. Then, he pulled out the pillow under her head and ruthlessly pressed it down on her head, forcefully pressing it down.
The pillow was extremely soft, and with the man's forceful pressure, Qiao Anhao was suffocated to the point where she couldn't breathe. She frantically struggled with her hands, but suddenly, she heard a muffled sound. Then, the force on her face disappeared.
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