The cold rain hit the roof, adding a bit of desolation and melancholy to the cold night.
However, how can this coldness compare to the misery in my heart!
Long Yu Qingxu stood at the door, staring at the falling rain, letting the cold wind blow the rain into the door, hitting her face, and taking away the meager warmth.
I don’t want to think about that cruel man, but his pale and sick appearance lingers in my mind...
Especially on this melancholy rainy night!
The more people suppress themselves and don't think about it, the more worries become like floods with broken embankments, constantly washing away her exhausted body and mind.
Every time she thought about it, her heart ached, and before she knew it... it was heartbreaking!
Spring as old
People are thin and empty
Tears stained red and see-through
Peach blossom falls in Xianchi Pavilion
Although the mountain alliance is in the brocade book, it is difficult to trust it
Momomo
Everyone is different
Today is not yesterday
The sick soul is always like a rope on a swing
The sound of the horn fades in the cold night
Afraid of being asked, swallowing tears of joy
conceal, conceal, conceal
Unable to hide the pain in his heart, Long Yu Qingxu sighed slightly and closed the door with melancholy.
In the room, the candles were brightly lit, and the smoke was floating in the air, exuding a light fragrance, dispelling the desolation of the rainy night.
It's a pity that it can't drive away the desolation in people's hearts.
People inside the house are melancholy, and people outside the house are heartbroken.
A white shadow stood in the corridor, staring at the solitary woman in the room, and I couldn't help but feel desolate and lonely.
Until he watched her close the door, Feng Yunjin sighed slightly, turned around, and caught a glimpse of the figure hiding in the darkness.
When he saw him, the man turned around and ran into the rainy night.
Recognizing the man, Feng Yunjin immediately chased after him.
I chased him through several streets before I stopped the running woman.
Surprised with puzzling doubts:
"Yunxiang? What are you doing here?"
"elder brother!"
Feng Yunxiang was heartbroken by the alienation and defensiveness in his words. She looked at him and called out softly, tears streaming down her face.
She didn't know what she had done wrong. Ever since Hexu left last time, her brother had gone out and never returned.
She was worried day and night, searching everywhere.