"Take a rest when you're tired." Mu Shiqin looked at Ruoxi, frowned and said, "I still have something to do."
"No, I don't care, I just want you to accompany me!" Zoey hugged Mu Shiqin, hugged him and kissed him.
Ruoxi's expression changed, she quickly lowered her head and said softly: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Turning around and going downstairs, Ruoxi clenched her fingers tightly, her nails dug into her flesh, and pain swept through her whole body.
When leaving the villa, Ruoxi couldn't bear the sadness anymore and tears instantly flowed down.
There was a salty taste in her mouth. She took out her mobile phone and broadcast the number: "I want to see you."
...
Summer is indeed a humid and rainy season, because it is the season when the heavens mourn.
Ruoxi has always believed that there are many sad souls behind the dark clouds, and maybe they are crying for themselves when it rains.
Look, she cried again. Ruoxi looked at the oppressive black clouds and smiled sadly.
Are you feeling wronged again?
What's there to cry about?
She stood in the heavy rain and watched everything in front of her being quickly soaked by the rain. People were holding various umbrellas and walking past in a hurry.
She was like an unattended ghost, walking in the rain and listening to the sound of rain falling to the ground.
Suddenly, an umbrella opened for Ruoxi.
Ruoxi turned back and smiled sadly at the man.
The smile was bitter and indescribable pain: "Xu Yao, I'm homeless, you take me home."
He and she looked at each other's wet faces in the rain, the atmosphere was speechless. Ruoxi's tears fell into her mouth with the rain, leaving a salty taste.
"How did you get yourself into this state?" Xu Yao hugged Ruoxi and frowned.
Ruoxi lay in Xu Yao's arms, crying heartbreakingly.
He patted Ruoxi's back gently and whispered: "Don't be afraid, as long as you have me, I will always love you!"
Ruoxi hugged Xu Yao as tightly as if she was holding a life-saving straw.
The heavy rain poured down, and Ruoxi suddenly saw a familiar figure. He just stood in the heavy rain. The silver-gray car was already covered with rainwater. Through the rain and fog, Ruoxi saw those blue eyes exuding sadness.
Eye.
Ruoxi smiled, that was him, Mu Shiqin!
Those azure eyes like the night sea have been imprinted in the depths of Ruoxi's heart, even if Ruoxi forgets time, life, pain, memory, all the future, and the sorrowful
In the past, I will never forget those deep eyes!
He looked at Ruoxi, watching Ruoxi hugging another man under the rain.
"Xu Yao, I'm very tired."
"You take me home."
Ruoxi smiled miserably, her face already pale.
Xu Yao stopped the taxi and let Ruoxi lie in his arms. She could even feel that the car was still following them!
After returning to the apartment, Xu Yao took a simple bath for Ruoxi and wrapped Ruoxi's body in a quilt.
"Leave that person, he is too dangerous!" Xu Yao hugged Ruoxi's trembling body to keep her warm.
"Why do you say that?" Ruoxi's body relaxed little by little in the man's warm body.
"The last time I accompanied you back to your house, you were telling a story on the sofa, but didn't you fall asleep halfway through the story? When I sent you back to your room, I passed by his temporary room and saw him.
Kiss a painting in his room!”
"What painting?"
Xu Yao's voice became deeper: "A very beautiful painting."