Wan Feng looked over from the street, and the camera was Siluo on the side of the street, and saw her walking in the rain.

He wanted to call her, and he wanted to, or wait.

He saw Siluo standing in the crowd, everyone was holding an umbrella in her hand on this rainy day, she walked alone without direction, and she didn't seem to feel passers-by looking at her curiously and whispering about her.

It was also like enjoying the rain falling on her face and on her body.

The rain, misty and rainy, converged out of the world in front of him and was locked in only one thought of falling.

Wan Feng looked at her from the side, and her comfortable facial features were more poignant.

He detoured back to her front from the side of Siluo, a face that often felt kind and wanted to be close, and her eyelid was at least four or five years younger than her peers.

He still remembered the first time he met her in the restaurant path, just like looking at her now, and suddenly such a feeling grabbed him.

Maybe one step earlier, one step later, they are not them, Siluo is not Siluo, who knows, fate is always so mysterious.

But he thought, walking and walking, in the bustling crowd, they would definitely meet again.

But this is impossible love, it's not right to have this idea, he is restraining himself, restraining the natural heartbeat feeling in his heart, why did he not know her identity that night and aimed at her, oh my God, isn't this a trick?

He looked around again, and went to a small supermarket to buy an umbrella, and he wanted to take the umbrella to make it for her, but for what reason.

Wan Feng is tall, thin, and hard, and he walks as freely and gracefully as a soldier.

The hairstyles of the soldiers are so simple, they basically look the same, but his hair is so many and shiny, almost always has his own style, and the rain falls on his face, as if he has just trained in the army.

He walked in her direction, and she stood on the railing by the river.

He approached slowly, step by step, and then—Siluo tried his best to hold down her flying hair, because he looked to the side, it was Wan Feng with an umbrella.

The two men, one facing outwards and the other inward, both leaning against the railing. Below is a small river, and there are wandering artists playing flutes on the side.

A horizontal flute fluttered in the rain, and the staggered flute music danced the reeds on both sides.

There was a vague voice.

"It's better to talk. Evening maple's soft voice.

“......”

I don't know how to say it? This sound sounds very comfortable, low like the sound of a cello.

Her heart was lost, but she was also relieved, and her eyes looked into the distance.

She leaned on the railing, watching the raindrops fall into the river, and wanted to ask if a family like him was despised.

But when the words come to the mouth and are withdrawn, can you make eye contact? Definitely not.

There's a magic in his eyes that's fascinating, oh my God. Why, she thought?

Her whole skirt was wet, and the skirt was plain and directly attached to the flesh, as if it was a little transparent, and she was a little embarrassed.

Well, could she not have had so many embarrassing scenes for him to witness.

Late Maple looks like an illusion from an unwritten book, and if she were a fiction writer, she would have written him into her book, and it would have to be the main character.

He said to her, "Sister-in-law, I'll send you back." ”

Siluo's body tensed up a little when she heard the word "sister-in-law", why, she didn't know why.

Well, she won't look into his eyes in the future, she has to be a well-behaved wife.

Of course he could, but somehow it didn't seem to fit her, and she didn't want to hear him call it.

"What about them?"

"......" He didn't hear her clearly, his voice was a little muffled.

"I mean Guo Meng and Ruyi. ”

"It's still in the hotel, and after dealing with it there, I'll go home, so you don't have to worry too much. ”

"I don't like anybody who gets hurt because of me. ”

He didn't reply.

"By the way, when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow. ”

She thought that if he left like this tomorrow, maybe it would depend on luck if they wanted to meet in the future, or that she was afraid that she would see him every time.

It's best not to see each other, a week shorter, a month longer, and forget each other, maybe it's just the passerby in life.

She doesn't know why, and she can't say why, she doesn't hide from people, people hide from things, and it's natural and normal to be able to hide from it.

The only thing she can explain is that this is a willful age, there is love in the heart and body, love is full of hearts, to whom?

He wanted to be better off without her shadow if she was married or a normal friend.

He's also living a good life, who needs all this trouble?

The path of the night, meet in the beautiful eyes, the beautiful southern girl. Let it be like this, but, oh my god, she's so charming.

There is something about her that makes him feel this way all the time, but fortunately she is from Shanghai, and she will leave tomorrow, and it may be at her wedding when she meets again, and she should have brought the child over at that time.

"I'm really embarrassed today. "Siluo is still that kind of boring language.

But after saying that, he looked at her, his eyes were deep.

He stopped the car on the side of the road, one after another, but he didn't stop the empty car, he looked at her again, he was really worried about her, and the rain was still dripping from his hair.

Ruyi said good things to Siluo's mother, and her mother was willing to leave, and the visitors also left.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Guo Meng said.

"Little things. Ruyi said with a smile.

The two of them stared at each other, and their eyes met in the air, and their eyes were full of beautiful women who were tender enough to pinch out the water, flashing in the passionate light.

Ruyi has had two boyfriends intermittently since she came out to work, but they broke up soon.

It's a pity that an undergraduate student like her can't continue to study because of various reasons at home.

At that time, it was really difficult to produce a college student, Ruyi was rural, so there were two in their village, and she was the best one in the exam.

Ruyi also met a scumbag, and she also went to a bar with her colleagues, and she didn't know any man, but she drank everyone who drank with her.

Bring her close to her, push her away and she will be far away, whoever holds her hand and dances, she dances, puts both hands on her waist, or one hand on her ass, and she just laughs and laughs with people.

A few people who played together, seeing that she would not refuse, all wanted to hug her, and she did not refuse, it was the men who succeeded.

A man who claimed to be a director asked for her phone number, and she smiled and gave it.

He asked her name or something, and he invited her to his house.

"Okay. She also said neither positively nor negatively.

The man took her home that night, and she raised her eyelids and asked, "Can I stay with you in the future?"

She didn't ask what the man's name was? But she didn't like such a man, and she wouldn't live in his house in the future, so why should she go with a stranger?

She was particularly stressed during that time, and her stepmother ran away at home, leaving her younger siblings behind.

My father was depressed all day and was not in the mood to work, and her work was not very smooth, and the burden of the family fell on her alone.

As soon as she entered the house, the man picked her up horizontally, and the two spent a one-night stand.

She woke up the next morning and regretted it, she really wanted to kill herself, she felt so disgusting, she didn't apply money and didn't want feelings, and she slept with people in vain.

She really hated her indulgence at this moment, and kept scolding herself for being shameless in her heart.

But to be honest, the man wouldn't give money, and he would take a hundred at most or take some change out of his pocket, like a begging for food.

Looking at his thief-eyed appearance, you know that it is not a good thing, and at a glance, you know that he is not doing his job properly, and his mouth is full of lies.

She walked to the bathroom in a frustrated manner, half-squinted in the mirror, too lazy to brush her teeth and wash her face, and took a shower in the faint morning light that filtered through the window.

The night of revelry left marks on her young skin, dirty, unspeakable.

Halfway through the washing, the man knocked on the door and told her to wash quickly, but she didn't say anything and continued to wash.

He knocked on the door again, and she didn't dry it off with the towel here, and put on her clothes when she was wet.

He opened the door naked, looked at the neighbors and saw if there was anyone going out, and when he saw no one, he told her to hurry up.

When she left, the man told her that there was a bus downstairs to catch it by herself, and he remembered that he didn't pay for breakfast.

The man murdered her: "Selianmu (Hokkien swearing), you still want to eat, I didn't feed you last night." ”