Her high heels mixed with the sound of rain, and Yi Jian vaguely remembered that on that afternoon, she also left with such a hard heart, without hesitation.
Only then did Yi Jian calmly say: "Drive."
Xu Ang obeyed the order and immediately started the engine, and the car slowly drove away again.
Zhong Qing listened to the sound of the car getting further and further away, but she really never looked back once. She walked and walked... as if she felt that she would never reach the end.
The sound of the car, I don’t know why, always vaguely surrounds my ears amidst the sound of rain.
Lasts forever.
The heavy rain was heavy and her clothes were soaked, but she didn't feel it was the least amount. She just felt that her eyes were in a trance. The car behind her and the people in the car kept moving away from her, getting further and further away.
Far, farther and farther...so far...from then on, she completely withdrew from her world.
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Yi Jian's eyes were staring straight ahead, her lips pursed tightly, and she never glanced at the rearview mirror.
His whole body exuded a fatal sense of alienation and indifference.
The slender fingers with broken joints had already been tightly clenched into fists.
God knows how much he felt sorry for her, how much he wanted to get out of the car, pull her soaked into his arms, and scold her as if he was blaming her.
But...he knows...she doesn't welcome it, she doesn't like it, she doesn't care about it, she hates it...
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, covering up the sound of the high heels. In fact, it was not covering it up, but it was completely inaudible.
He pricked his ears and listened, and in a daze, he seemed to hear the familiar sound of high heels, ringing one after another along the house in his hometown, getting closer...far away...far away...
...It was close...but now it is completely gone...
The next day, everyone in the Yi family knew that the young commander was gone and his return date had not yet been determined.
I don't know how many daughters have lost their hearts. Here, they still have a glimmer of hope, that is, they can get a glimpse of the young commander's beauty.
Naturally, life still has to go by, and love gradually gets used to it, although there is an emptiness somewhere in my heart.
Later... Zhongqing could occasionally read some news about him in the newspapers.
[Zhongqing: Young Marshal, come back! Marshal: No! Zhongqing: Come back, why on earth did you come back! Marshal: Let everyone vote and leave a message for Mr. Ye! Meow... Xiaohuan
Climb over...Ouch, the ticket is 7600 plus more! In addition, it is really not cruel, but now I am a little entangled, falling in love with this girl, it is not that my brain is not clear, it is that I can't get around the bend, and I don't want this love.
!Actually, this is also a measure to protect yourself!]
