I really hope that one day, she will open her eyes and find that everything is just a dream. In reality, she has a husband who loves her very much and a son who will never lose. That family can be very small.
Small, the furnishings inside can be very simple, but everywhere is filled with golden sunshine, bright and warm...
The scene in the room seemed to be frozen.
If it weren't for the wind mixed with rain, which kept blowing the curtains, it would be easy for people to have the illusion that this is just a static picture.
"How long do you plan to cry for?!" Yang Mufan's hoarse voice broke the dead silence in the room.
The heavy rain falling from the distant sky is like needles falling densely one after another, causing pain.
It spreads from every inch of skin on the body to the heart.
Wei Zhehan stood stiffly in the rain, maintaining the same posture, with no intention of moving or leaving.
He obviously knew that Mu Wanqing never cared about him, and between him and Yang Mufan, she would choose Yang Mufan unceremoniously. It was obvious that there was only despair and no life, but he still didn't want to leave.
Kakaka——
Rumble——
Thick bolts of lightning burst out and exploded in the deep, dark sky, followed by deafening thunder that rolled in from far to near.
The whole earth is shaking.
Wei Zhehan looked straight at the gate of Xishangyuan.
My vision was blurred by the cold rain.
In the haziness, he vaguely saw another figure moving under the dim street lights.
Wei Zhehan's lifeless eyes suddenly glowed with a bright light of joy.
"Wanqing..." Wei Zhehan ran forward excitedly.
However, as the distance got closer, his speed gradually slowed down, and at the same time, the smile that raised high at the corner of his mouth also dropped bit by bit...
Although the rain was so heavy that it condensed into hazy rain and mist in mid-air, making everything blurry.
However, the figure of the visitor was too tall. Even with the boundless night as the background, he did not appear small at all. Instead, he had an indescribably powerful sense of oppression.
Quite a reminder, obviously a man.
Sure enough, as soon as the man holding the black umbrella walked to the security room, the security guard who was on duty inside immediately ran out, bowed humbly to him, then ran straight into the rain to open the door for him without even taking it.
"Mr. Yang, please slow down." The surprise came too suddenly, and the guard was trembling. On weekdays, although this is a must-pass when entering and leaving Xishang Courtyard, Yang Mufan always drives in and out, and he is on duty here, so far away.
When I see his car, I will open the door in advance.
Where can I be in such close contact with Yang Mufan like today?!
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