Looking up at the gloomy sky, the drizzle fell silently, his face was covered with a coldness, and Leng Yuchen stood up.

Suddenly it rained, and the guests outside the hall moved to the hall and some of them checked out.

A waitress who delivered coffee to a guest walked beside two good-looking men, opened her mouth and showed her surprise, seeing them walking towards the door, the coffee was not delivered first, and she ran back to the front desk and said to Wen: "Sister Yu Wen, do you think it was the guest last time?"

"Well, I know. Rubbing the porcelain cup, Yu Wen glanced at it slightly, and replied as if nothing had happened.

can take the initiative to go, without her rushing, count him as an image.

"Then do you know who he's waiting for? I really envy that person to be so handsome. ”

I wonder who can make such a handsome guy with a high temperament wait, and he waited twice, but that person never appeared.

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, you can't envy others, work hard. ”

"Oh..."

Envy?

Stopping what she was doing and looking at the second floor, Yu Wen sighed softly. The envy of others is just a burden for the parties.

Sister Mona was absent-minded all afternoon, all because of that man, and she could see that she lost her mind when she saw him, and she must have cared about him very much.

Why can't you face love?

At twenty-one in the evening, a shower outside the window whipped the eaves and the ground, and Mona stepped down the dark staircase.

When I got to the first floor, the lights were turned on, and the bright room was empty. I walked to the front desk, poured a glass of white water to quench my thirst, and sat down at the table by the window, looking through the glass window at the dripping rain outside.

A figure stood under the green vines of the curtain, letting the rain fall.

Not far away, all she could see was the outline of his face and his dripping black hair, and she couldn't really see the true meaning of his eyes looking at this side.

How could he be standing there? How long had he been standing? Was he crazy!

Restrain yourself from it, look away, and leave the table with the cup. Sitting in a position where I couldn't see him, I took a magazine and flipped through it, and I flipped through it for five minutes without ups and downs.

Fifteen minutes later, Mona didn't know what she was looking at. His drenched appearance occupied most of his brain's thoughts, and his indifference had long since collapsed.

I didn't see it, she couldn't care about it, she saw it, she couldn't control herself from looking at it, not thinking about it.

In the rain, leaning on the wall covered with green vines, Leng Yuchen looked at the lights that had been on for a long time, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Tonight, his last night in France, he stayed in front of her house, and he could just watch.

When he lowered his eyes, the ground was trampled with a string of splashes, and an umbrella was covered above his head, "You go back, it's not good to catch a cold." ”

"Are you concerned about me?" A dreamy figure appeared in front of her, Leng Yuchen didn't care if she had a cold, and raised her hand to hold the slender hand she held on the plastic handle.

didn't dare to look at his hot eyes, and pulled out his hand, "Leng always thinks too much, and when I see a passer-by in the rain, I will borrow him an umbrella." ”

She was telling herself that he was no different from passers-by.

The umbrella had been delivered, and Mona opened another umbrella in her hand.

The man behind her suddenly wrapped her around her chest, her hands tightly wrapped, and the umbrella he was holding had been abandoned to the ground. The cold thin lips were pressed against the root of her ear, "Don't lie to yourself if you deceive anyone, if you don't say it, I can feel it." ”

A true love does not need to be seen by the eyes, but by the heart.

You can lie on your lips and admit it, but your heart is the most sincere.

His mellow voice was in her ears, and his back was the heartbeat and warmth of his crossing, and the rain soaked her clothes, she couldn't feel the cold, her hands clutched the half-open skeleton, and her eyes were silent.

Her cheeks were lifted to the side by a force, as if something was gradually approaching her, and she kissed her slightly cool lips.

The sudden kiss caught people off guard like this rain, and Kazuno slipped between her entwined tongues, her mind went blank, and the umbrella in her hand fell.

Sucking and kissing her, he murmured, "Xiao Jing... Don't leave. "Don't disappear, and don't let him not find it.

Then, without giving her a chance to reply, the warm lips came back on.