Wei Yan slammed the door and left, and Tang Yue took an umbrella and chased after him. He looked at her desperate back, and fear grew in his heart. The rain outside the hotel hit the ground and made a splash. Her black dress was instantly wet, and her petite figure seemed to disappear into the world soon.

He followed closely behind, a man and a woman staging a chase on the streets in the rainstorm.

Wei Yan's injuries had just healed, and he was afraid that under such stimulation, her old injuries would recur. The pain in his chest was stumbling, as if he had a heart with Wei Yan at this time. He stumbled through the snow and ice, chasing this distant figure.

Passing through the traffic, Wei Yan ran on the road in 10 cm high heels.

The car whistled, and Tang Yue heard the driver's curse.

A shadow suddenly flashed in front of him. Wei Yan wore a lotus-colored lace dress and laughed lightly on the grass with her bare feet. Tang Yue's vision gradually blurred in the torrential rain, and he could only see clearly under the neon lights, the white diamonds on Weiyan's high heels reflected the cold light, like a meteor falling to the bottom of the sea.

She struggled in the torrential rain, overwhelmed by the past.

The two of them left the noisy city, Tang Yue was out of breath but still took steps like a robot. There are entertainment reporters behind him who are following the wind, and the hot search on Weibo is #Actress walking in the rain#, #蔚燕雨中痛苦#, #影后疑遭背叛#吸引了众多网友的热议. The reporters chasing after the wind and shadows followed the two of them as if they were pouring out of the nest.

It's just that none of them care about that.

There is only one person in Weiyan's heart, Guan Shanyue.

Tang Yue was only one person in his heart, the heart-rending woman in his pupils.

Finally, after passing through an undeveloped real estate, I came to the mountain near the west of Beijing, and there was a black hole in front of me. Suddenly, Wei Yan stopped. Tang Yue also slowly stopped when he was only a meter away from her. He saw her shoulders trembling, and the sound of the rain buried her crying. She didn't know where to look, and all her memories related to Guan Shanyue had been erased because of the contract. She had never cared where the general was buried.

Faintly, only a faint force held her back.

Suddenly, a light came on.

The crowd flocked to the top.

Wei Yan's pupils dilated for a moment, and she lost focus in the white flash.

She staggered back, and Tang Yue took her. The familiar taste and warm embrace made her like a wandering child suddenly have the strength to be stable. Wei Yan gasped and pushed him away. Taking advantage of the light, Tang Yue saw clearly the fragility and despair in her eyes under her strength.

The sound of the camera shutter clicking and clicking the camera almost fell on the faces of the two people.

Wei Yan looked at the reporter coldly, revealing a murderous aura in her eyes that she had not seen for a long time. Tang Yue felt it, that memory was like ice water with rock candy, and in an instant, it could turn into a sharp weapon, stabbing at everyone present.

"Wei Yan, may I ask if there is a problem in your relationship with your boyfriend?"

"May I ask what caused the rift in your relationship?

"Is this your first publicly admitted boyfriend who announced their breakup after a week together?"

"Do you have anything to explain to fans who care about your relationship?"

"Will this affect the progress of your work going forward?"

Difficult reporter, you and I surrounded the two of them. Tang Yue stood calmly in the middle, the rain soaked her clothes, Tang Yue just held up an umbrella and stood on top of her head. And Wei Yan was so noisy that she had a headache. The air around him was getting colder, and Tang Yue seemed to be suddenly very familiar with the current situation, just like the tension before the battle. watched a group of reporters who were not afraid of big things desperately going up, and they were about to stick to Wei Yan's body.

The reporters on the periphery crowded forward, and the reporters on the inner level slipped and pounced on Wei Yan's body. She flipped her wrist and was about to throw the man out, only to see Tang Yue step forward and turn sideways, block in front of her, and push the reporter out.

"It's all right. ”

He looked down at Wei Yan, with a cold look, and his feet were strangled with blood in his high heels.

She didn't answer, and there was something to say in her eyes. She thought he was going to question him, but Wei Yan didn't.

"Let's go back, shall we?" Tang Yue wanted to wipe her face, but was pushed away by a palm.

The reporters frantically captured the expressions of the two people, shouting and shouting. The bold reporter saw that she was silent, and wanted to reach out to pull Wei Yan, but was so frightened by Tang Yue's eyes that he couldn't move.

Wei Yan looked into the darkness, and the moonlit mountains hung in the sky like paper cuts.

She was about to leave, but she was surrounded by a group of reporters. Wei Yan looked at the group fiercely and sneered. Tang Yue was afraid that she would make a hurtful move in a hurry, so he hurriedly rushed up, holding an umbrella in one hand and pulling Wei Yan in the other, squeezing out a path from the crowd. He didn't know why Wei Yan suddenly ran wild in the rain.

The noise was left behind.

Tang Yue asked in a low voice, "Where are you going, I'll take a taxi to take you?"

"Where is Guan Shanyue? I'm going to see him. Her tone was cold, and there was no emotion at all. It seems that the coquettish, proud, and shy girl of the past is not her at all.

Like a lifeless sculpture.

Tang Yue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the words of the guests on TV. He called a taxi, and the driver saw the two soaking wet, thinking he had seen a ghost. The reporters behind him followed in an uproar, and the lights of cameras and mobile phone flashlights illuminated the entire dimly lit street.

The two shook off the reporter.

Guan Shanyue's tomb is three kilometers next to a temple in Xishan. Wei Yan ignored Tang Yue, her high heels stepped on the wet soil, the grass around her was fresh, and there was a cry of knowledge among the trees.

Tang Yue looked at the high heels that had already worn out her feet in four or five places, and the heels were blurred. And she walked without realizing it. He shouted worriedly, "Wei Yan." ”

She stopped.

"I'll carry you!" he originally wanted to say that he would carry her over, but Wei Yan was resentful of himself now, and he didn't dare to go too far. I thought that Wei Yan would walk forward without looking back, but who knew that when she looked back at herself, she looked at the skin in some places on her feet that had been lifted, and the flesh and blood in it were painful.

The rain was so heavy that it was like a wall separating the two.

The light is too dim.

She couldn't see what kind of anxious expression this man had. He just nodded lightly and reached out to her. Tang Yue squatted on the ground, first untied the strap that strangled her ankles, and carried high heels in his hands.

"Come on. ”

Wei Yan was barefoot, lying on his back. Sure enough, because of sadness and anger just now, I forgot that the wound on my foot was painful and inflamed. She lay on Tang Yue's warm back, and her memory flashed back to a long time ago, Guan Shanyue also had the same body temperature, taking her through the silent and light rain forest.

Wei Yan closed her eyes and carefully felt the sound of Tang Yue's breathing under her.

Relax a little.

In the far corner, the flash of Tang Yue's mobile phone illuminated a stone monument, standing there silently. There was a man standing next to him, wearing a dark green military uniform, black shiny leather boots, white gloves, a tall body, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and quietly his eyes fell on Wei Yan's body.

"General!"