The raindrops of soybeans fell from the sky with thunder, smashing people's shoulders painfully.

This rain will not be small.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and a layer of mist suddenly rose on the roof and the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth changed color.

The wind blew on the trees and made a scream of "woo-woo--", slammed the door open and fell on the wall, lightning pierced the dark space, the dull thunder roared, the rain kept coming, the wind roared, the flowers and trees outside were not peaceful, swaying, panicking, invisible to the naked eye, the thunder was deafening, causing people to tremble.

In such a harsh environment, the guards had already gone in to hide from the rain, and Dabao was alone, still standing tenaciously and straight in the rain curtain, like a leaf of duckweed in the sea, mercilessly whipped and submerged by the waves, but he was unwilling to be depressed.

The thin and thin back, desperately resisting the storm, the clothes are soaked, the hair is soaked, the rain runs down the top of the head, down the cheeks, like a trickling stream flowing down, the broken bangs in front of the forehead block her vision of staring at the door, but it can't block the thread tied in her heart, although the rain is sharp, but it can't cut off her persistence!

She didn't believe that Nangong Ling Jue would treat her like this.

As time passed, how long it had rained, she could no longer remember, and her heart had gradually become as cold as the temperature around her, and she was numb with cold.

The rain and wind no longer simply hit her skin, but passed through the pores, hit her subcutaneous blood vessels, and hurt her heart!

Her eyes gradually darkened, her mind became more and more dizzy, and the weight of the rain alone weighed her breathless, but from beginning to end, her eyes were firm, persistent, staring at the closed door, and never moved it for a moment!

You're coming out.

Please, come out!

The inner shouts over and over again reached Nangong Ling Jue's heart.

Finally, the door, which seemed to have been closed for thousands of centuries and made people want to pass through, was opened from the inside out, and a white figure rushed out.

The fog was so thick that it was impossible to see who it was with the naked eye.

When the man arrived, Dabao could see clearly, and his turbid brain reacted, but it was accompanied by waves of disappointment, and his eyes were sour.

"Miss, put it on," a maid held a rain gear in her hand, about to drape it on Dabao.

Even if it was cold to the bone, Dabao waved his hand without hesitation, and knocked the rain gear handed over to the ground, "Let Nangong Ling Jue come out to see me!"

His voice was very hoarse, and every time he said a word, his throat hurt as if he had been scratched with a knife.

However, even so, at this moment, Dabao's body is still straight, and his eyes are scattered, but the persistence and firmness in his bones are not missing at all!

"Let him come out to see me and explain to me!" the words were said to the maid, but her eyes were staring at the door, her eyes were very red, and her eyes penetrated through the door and hit someone's heart.

Behind the door, there was Nangong Ling Jue!

How long has it rained, Nangong Ling Jue has been standing behind the door, accompanying Dabao for a long time!

His fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles were white, and the pain in his heart was the same as Dabao's, surging up in waves.

However, his feet were like nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move a single step, and in his heart, there lived a mini version of Nangong Ling Jue, who asked him to go out over and over again at the moment, but because Nangong Ling Jue didn't move, he was actually crying at this moment!

He originally thought that she would not be able to resist for a while, but who knew that she had stood for so long, and the maid in the house gave her rain gear without his instructions, and she was also slapped to the ground by her.

Nangong Ling Jue finally couldn't stand anymore, he flew up, like a cannonball, and rushed out!

When Dabao swung the rain gear away, the strength was too great, the center of gravity was unstable, and she was dizzy and plunged into the mud on the ground.

For a moment, the expected muddy smell did not blur the tip of her nose, and what she smelled was the familiar fragrance and the warm embrace that had been familiar for a century.

Dabao raised her head suddenly, and at that moment, she finally understood, waiting for a century, finally waiting for your mood.

The heart began to uncontrollably pantothenic acid, and the eye sockets were also red.

The raging heavy rain, in just a moment, wet Nangong Ling Jue's clothes, outlining a sturdy figure, and did not affect his handsomeness, the rain flowed through the extremely beautiful cheeks, along the delicate chin, the eyes seemed to have been washed, the black was amazing!

The two looked at each other, regardless of the wind and rain outside, only each other in their eyes, and there seemed to be a thousand words in their speechlessness.

The maid on the side had a flash of color, and then ran to the house.

Just when Nangong Ling Jue was about to pick up Dabao Daheng and send her back, a loud cry sounded behind her.

What a beautiful sound, even in this storm, it is so smart, like the ding dong of a jade plate.

Dabao looked at the voice, the eye-catching beauty, combing the cloud bun, trimming the eyebrows, red lips and bright teeth, bright eyes, with the smoke around here, how can a fairy word be obtained?

The woman walked slowly with the help of the maid. A poem can describe this situation, the leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Nangong Ling Jue's face turned dark, let go of the big treasure in her arms, came to the woman's side, and the maid on the other side protected the woman tightly in the middle to prevent the rain from drenching her.

"It's raining so hard, what are you doing coming out?, why don't you go in quickly?" Nangong Ling Jue's tone was indescribably anxious.

How anxious he was, how piercing he was in Dabao's ears, and in his heart, there was a knife in Ling Chi.

Hehe, no wonder, such a beauty, who is not rare, Nangong Lingjue's transformation is also excusable, Dabao laughed at himself, he felt distressed when the beauty was drenched in a little rain, he was drenched for so long, but he didn't see him care at all, when did he become so cheap?

The woman didn't listen to her, and lightly opened her lips, "It's okay, I'm wearing thick clothes, and the maid is also holding an umbrella, but it's you, you rush into the rain without wearing anything, you see, it's all wet, what should I do if I'm sick?"

As he spoke, he wiped Nangong Ling Jue's face with a handkerchief.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Nangong Ling Jue pulled down his hand and held it in the palm of his hand.

This scene is so dazzling, Dabao feels like an extra one, more like a big fool, watching the two show their affection in the wind and rain.

"That's enough!" Dabao shouted angrily, interrupting the two.

The woman seemed to notice the existence of Dabao at this time, "Ah, Xiaobai, why are you drenched like this, such a heavy rain, come in quickly, don't get sick." ”

The woman's eyes were faintly revealing concern.

"Don't worry about her, let her get drenched if she loves it. Nangong Ling Jue's face was very dark, and his brows were furrowed, but the words he said were really chilling.

Dabao suppressed the bitterness in his heart and ignored Nangong Ling Jue's words first.

"You call me Xiaobai, do you know me?" said to the woman in front of him.

"Xiaobai," the woman's eyes widened in surprise, but there was still an indescribable sense of beauty, every movement and expression was like a designed painting, she turned her head to look at Nangong Ling Jue, and then replied gloomily, "Ling Jue didn't lie to me, you really lost your memory." ”

Dabao stepped forward, "Who the hell are you, and what does it have to do with me!?"