The rain was falling in a torrent, and it seemed that it had no intention of stopping, and hit the two of them coldly.

He stopped slowly, his head still hanging down, against Lin Xiaomu's forehead. He felt that Lin Xiaomu's body was still trembling slightly, breathing heavily, and his chest kept rising and falling.

"Now......" Yan Sheng held Lin Xiaomu's head in both hands, "Do you know who I am?"

Her dull gaze suddenly lifted, and then pushed him away hard, raising her hand was a slap, and the crisp sound was intertwined in the cold rain, she looked at her hand in a daze, and her heart ached. Feeling a wave of weakness in her heart, the pain came over her endlessly, almost drowning her heart, she leaned weakly against the wall, tears flowing like beads of fallen thread.

If there is an end to the world, there will be an answer to whether it reaches the end? He finally broke through the fog in his heart and the shackles of reason, but he still didn't know where to go.

Yan Sheng looked at her with teary eyes fixedly, as if he knew the answer on her face, and instantly felt depressed and disappointed.

She felt her throat dry, the panic in her heart had taken over her entire brain, and she couldn't find any words to answer him. She didn't know how to face the swamp of feelings she was trapped in, and all she could think of was to escape.

Yes, she had to run away now.

As long as you leave, you can forget everything that happened today and go back to your old life.

She turned around and picked up the umbrella on the ground, and ran forward without looking back.

As she ran, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and tears welled up again. In the pouring rain, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.

He looked at the figure in the distance, gradually swallowed by the night, and felt dazed and powerless in his heart......

That night, she had insomnia.

The dormitory was quiet, and she could even hear Yu Yun's regular breathing, and hear the sound of droplets falling from the untightened faucet in the toilet. She turned over and around, her thoughts turning and turning for a thousand times, and she didn't stop for a moment.

In the end, she simply sat up with the quilt in her hands.

She sat up and looked in the direction of the window, and the waning moon outside the window hung lonely in the sky. She stared blankly, tears falling involuntarily.

Maybe she didn't dare to be sure, in her ignorant years, she only knew that there were too many things and responsibilities on her shoulders, and the inferiority complex hidden in her heart warned her that some people's worlds could not be broken into at will.

What is true love? In Lin Xiaomu's youth, it has always been a problem that has plagued her, and it is also something she dare not touch easily.

She remembers that when she was a child, the older brothers and sisters she knew in the village got married, most of them were introduced by matchmakers, and they rarely fell in love freely. Because Lin Xiaomu's village is in a well-known poverty-stricken county in the country, it is a key mountainous area called for poverty alleviation by the state every year. The girls outside are always afraid of marrying into Lin Xiaomu's village, and they are afraid that they will suffer here for the rest of their lives. And once you marry a girl outside the village, the next thing the whole family is worried about is the high bride price, as the saying goes, "a marriage is poor for ten years", how many families in the village have stopped for this high gift money, and some old people even go to the loan to their son to marry a daughter-in-law, and when the grandson is in school, the loan has not been paid off.

Therefore, in Lin Xiaomu's eyes, it is a very luxurious thing for a child like her, who has finally come out of the mountains, to talk about love.

Lin Xiaomu's family, like everyone else in the village, has been farming for generations, and the few acres of land in the family have been cultivated and cultivated, and they can only maintain a basic level of food and clothing from spring to autumn. Occasionally, grandparents would go up the mountain to cut branches, take the branches into handfuls of ground, and then go home to cut them, dry them into firewood, and then carry them to the market to sell, although they did not make much money, but the old people who were still in good health at that time could still help the family with food.

Words and houses.

In the dead of night, all kinds of thoughts came flooding into my heart.

The girl's body trembled, and her tearful appearance kept haunting Yan Sheng's mind. Swiping his hand over his phone, he flipped to the back that he had secretly photographed, and stared at it for a long time.

Everything that broke out today, even he didn't expect it, he was never a person who couldn't control himself and was emotional, maybe that girl's response really burned his heart, or maybe he couldn't understand that he had become not his former self, but he was deeply trapped in a puzzle and couldn't help himself.

He, a well-known young talent in H City, has a rich net worth, and a strategic business acumen, but now, he is defeated by a poor little kid back then.

He, was rejected.

It's a terrible feeling, and all along, he is the only one who rejects others, and few people will challenge his authority to reject him. The arrogant self-esteem that he could not put down was now as if he had been ruthlessly trampled on by Lin Xiaomu, and the anger and unwillingness in his heart could not be vented.