In an instant, after the severe pain, it was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart!

Feng Hao frowned, stunned to see his hand being pulled away by her, and then stunned to see her indifferent and distant After glancing at him coldly, he took Lu Licheng's hand and turned away.

He was stunned, his heart was sour and tight!

This woman is really his robbery, he deserves to be planted in her hands, and in the end he lost so completely, as if he had nothing!

Ever since this woman followed him, he hadn't thought about the day when he would let go. He watched them disappear at the end of the corridor, and felt so strange that he didn't chase, beg, or imprison!

He closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at it again, his heart was like a pool of stagnant water, and all the emotions and reluctance were intertwined with all the sadness and pain, which made him want to fall asleep, and it was better not to wake up again.

All around, it was so quiet that it seemed that only the sound of his own restless heartbeat could be heard.

"My lord, Miss Xia is really leaving, do you want to ......" Zhu Huan hurried over and whispered carefully beside him.

Feng Hao didn't move, looked around in disbelief, and after making sure that there was no more woman around him who he loved so much, his expression became dazed for a moment.

"My lord......" Zhu Huan was a little worried.

Feng Hao waved his hand and walked towards the courtyard without saying a word.

It was dark and drizzling in the air.

He stood under the tall Yae cherry trees, his soul seemingly following someone out of his body. He didn't want to open his eyes, but even if he was tightly closed, Xia Yucheng's resolute appearance would still appear in his mind.

……

"Fenghao, let's break up!"

……

Is this a breakup?

Did he say yes?

But didn't he just let her go?

He let her go, he loved her so much, he even let her go so calmly.

Xia Yucheng, no matter why you left, I won't forgive you!

Zhu Huan held up an umbrella and covered it over Feng Hao's head.

"Get out!" the wind roared heavily, and his whole body was drenched in death-like coldness.

Zhu Huan dared to insist, quickly put away the umbrella, and threw it to the guards on the side.

The rain is still falling, and it's getting heavier and heavier. The raindrops hit the branches and green tiles, and they kept ringing.

The winter rain was bone-chilling than any other season, and soon the hair and clothes were drenched. But he still stood there motionless, as if petrified.

Zhu Huan sighed helplessly and stood behind him without saying a word.

"Zhu Huan, is that woman gone?" After a while, under the eaves of the porch, Fujiwara Xiang asked sharply.

Zhu Huan, who was standing not far from Fenghao, hurriedly ran over and replied respectfully: "Old lady, Miss Xia and Mr. Lu have already left.

Hearing this, Fujiwara Xiang raised her eyes and looked at Feng Hao standing under the cherry blossom tree in the yard, feeling distressed and angry: "How are you waiting? It's raining, don't you know how to hold an umbrella?"

"My lord, he ......" Zhu Huan felt very embarrassed.

"Really, it's crazy enough to make yourself look like a lovelorn for the sake of a woman!" Fujiwara said as she stepped down the steps.

"Old lady......"

"Old lady......"

"Grandma'......"

Everyone was shocked, and the last one was shouted by Li Wanqing.

"Grandma, it's raining, it's going to get wet!" Li Wanqing, who rushed to Fujiwara's side, looked at the dense rain in the sky and dragged Fujiwara Xiang's arm.

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