I didn't dare go out, for fear that some crazy netizen had found out my address.
As the sun set, Rock came back humming and carrying some food. As he walked in, he almost stepped on me curled up on the doormat. "Olivia, why are you here?"
I couldn't stop my tears and threw myself into his arms.
Rock held me on the sofa and comforted me for a long time. The photo didn't capture his face and he didn't know about this yet.
Rock was very angry. "These are rumors. They are slandering us!"
"But why is that couple using the same scene as us?" I said.
The warm embrace suddenly loosened, and he frowned and looked at me. "What do you mean? You would rather believe the nonsense than believe me, your fiancé?"
I was afraid of his sudden distant expression, so I shook my head. "No, the person I trust the most is you."
Rock hugged me tightly with satisfaction and said, "That's good. I will file a complaint against this account tomorrow. As for the netizens, they will forget about you when there is new news. Don't turn on your phone for the next few days. Leave everything to me."
He walked into the kitchen and said he would cook for me. His back was reliable, while I was still feeling confused and uneasy.