Rainy nights.

Chu Qiao's ponytail had already been soaked by the rain, and he broke free from the shackles of the hairpin and draped it over his shoulders. At this time, she was more like a lifeless doll, walking blankly. There was no expression on his face, as if he was just repeating the act of walking mechanically.

She walked slowly through street after street.

On the road, the traffic lights turned from yellow to red.

Chu Qiao unconsciously walked onto the road, looking at the rain blurred scenery in front of him with confused eyes. It seemed to her that the sky was dark, the road was dark, and everything in front of her was dark. She didn't know where she was supposed to go, and she didn't know where she could go.

Suddenly, two orange-red lights filled the black world in front of her. The light was warm, too dazzling, and out of place in her world. She subconsciously looked at the light source.

It's a silver passenger car!

"......" The tire made a sharp sound on the ground, as if it was about to pierce her eardrum.

In an instant, it was as if someone had poured a basin of ice water over her head, and she suddenly came to her senses.

"Don't!" Chu Qiao looked at the car that was getting closer and closer to him in horror, subconsciously took a few steps back, stumbled under his feet, and fell on the road in embarrassment, splashing the sewage in the puddle, and getting dirty.

Finally, Maybach stopped a few centimeters away from Chu Qiao.

The night sky was raining heavily, the wipers were still swaying on the glass windows, and the red taillights were flashing.

Chu Qiao glanced at the uninjured Maybach and wanted to stand up by himself, but as soon as his right foot touched the bottom, he found that there was a piercing pain in his ankle. "Hiss......" It seems that she is really embarrassed today. Dad was seriously ill, his boyfriend split his legs, and now he was almost hit by a car.

Look at the pink coat on his body, stained with brown muddy water, one in the east and one in the west, like ugly spots on a wild dog. She laughed wryly, rubbing her red and swollen ankles.

Suddenly, Chu Qiao didn't feel the dripping rain. Raise your head and look at the night sky, has the rain stopped?

The moment she raised her head, her eyes met a pair of narrow phoenix eyes. Obsidian-like eyes were looking at her apologetically at the moment. His white and slender fingers held a transparent umbrella over the heads of the two of them, blocking the rain curtain outside. A magnetic, deep voice rang out, "Does it matter?" as he crouched down.

Chu Qiao had never seen such a handsome man, a black British trench coat outlined his long and straight figure, his thin red lips were slightly hooked, and his smile was gentle and elegant. The light of the phoenix's eyes flowed gently, and it easily attracted all her attention.

Chu Qiao couldn't help but be stunned, and then replied, "No, it doesn't matter!" The car actually didn't hit her, not to mention, she was the culprit who wore a red light and didn't obey the traffic rules! Fortunately, she didn't damage his famous car, otherwise, she really couldn't think of a desperate self, how to repay his loss.

Half-narrowing his phoenix eyes, he couldn't help but carefully look at the woman sitting in front of him.

Her hair was disheveled, drenched in the rain, and hung messily over her shoulders. The pink coat was soaking wet, and it was covered in patches of mud. What's even worse is that the woman's left cheek is swollen like a steamed bun, and a red palm print can be seen on it. He looked at her lips again, her pale lips had already formed large and small scabs, and it seemed that this woman liked to bite her lips.

The only, the only thing that may shine is her eyes.

In the night, these apricot eyes were clear and bright, and the eyes were bright, but the emotions flashing in them were something he couldn't see through. But even with these eyes, among the women he knows, she is definitely not a beauty. But looking at her in such an embarrassment, her curiosity swelled in her heart.

What the hell did she go through? How could she make herself like this?

Maybe even he didn't realize it, the slight curvature of his lips.