"Mr. Yan, why don't I investigate that man. Yang Xiaochang looked at him and said flatteringly.

"No, I don't. ”

The downpour slowly turned into a light rain, dripping and lingering.

Not far away, the two men were getting closer and closer in the rain, and it seemed that their laughter could be heard through the windowpane.

Yan Sheng's face was gloomy, his eyes were sharp, and he stared ahead without saying a word. Yang Xiaochang felt that something big was about to happen, and he couldn't help but tremble. It was a feeling, he remembered, and it was the same once.

That was four years ago, when Miss Yan was intimidated by a nouveau riche lady in the class, after Yan Sheng knew, he took Yang Xiaochang to find the company where the young lady's Lao Tzu was, at that time his eyes were also staring at him like this, motionless, if his eyes could kill everything, then there would be life in front of him, full of desolation.

Then, it didn't take long for Miss Yan to happily tell her family that the nouveau riche little sister had dropped out of school, and I heard that the family business had been inexplicably collapsed by the partner, and the family had gone bankrupt.

As the shadows of the two people in the distance became more and more blurred, the anger that Yan Sheng was holding back next to him became stronger and stronger. Yang Xiaochang didn't dare to move in the seat, the atmosphere in the car was so cold that he had no choice but to follow Yan Sheng and look ahead.

Why are girls so inappropriate now, casually pulling and pulling with other men, wait a minute, this ...... If there is no confession, it means that Yan has always been taken first, and this damn man also doesn't know what to do, but the two of them are still laughing so sweetly, isn't this tantamount to setting himself on fire! Yang Xiaochang silently drew a cross in his heart, praying for world peace and peace for everyone.

If it weren't for the fact that it was raining heavily, it would be difficult for someone to go back to such a heavy rain, so he drove back to the direction of Asakusa Noodle Restaurant.

However, just as he was about to arrive, he saw two people on the side of the road.

The man was riding Lin Xiaomu, and she moved the umbrella to the front with concern, for fear of wetting the man in front, they were still chatting, and she smiled happily.

For so long, her smile and her tenderness had never bloomed to him, but she easily bloomed to other men.

He thought of the night that had made him reminisce for a long time, and he softened down and tried to give her warmth, but she secretly speculated about his intentions, and finally accepted it with trepidation.

In front of her, he violated his heart again and again and lost his principles.

He looked at the hazy sky, and suddenly smiled dumbly, Yang Xiaochang on the side was so frightened that he couldn't help but shiver, and when he came back to his senses, Yan Sheng had already turned the steering wheel and turned around.

All night, Lin Xiaomu sat in the back seat of the man with a smile like a flower, lingering in Yan Sheng's mind for a long time, her voice and her smile seemed to him at this moment, just a loud slap and an indifferent ridicule.

Winter rain, just like that, it's falling, it's falling. It was as if thousands of thin silks were hanging from the sky, connecting the gray sky with the bleak earth.

On the last weekend of December, Lin Xiaomu took the cash salary just paid by the boss lady, and her heart was indescribably excited.

At seven o'clock in the evening, she was walking with an umbrella, in a good mood, and felt that her steps were so light that she didn't have time to dodge a tall figure suddenly appeared around the corner.

"Ah!!Why are you suddenly scary!" Lin Xiaomu touched her heart in shock.

"Are you scared?"

"Who can stand to be scared like this?"

Lin Xiaomu looked at the man in front of him who was wet, his energetic hair during the day was also drenched by the rain, and his coat and pants were still suffering from the invasion of the rain. I haven't seen this person for more than a week, and there are more scumbags, and I look depressed, and I don't have the vigor of the past.

She felt inexplicably pity, so she involuntarily approached him so that she could move the umbrella somewhat.

"What if he shows up?"

"Who?"

Yan Sheng took a step forward, his left hand also grabbed the umbrella handle under Lin Xiaomu's right hand, the two got closer, and he could even smell the familiar fragrance that Lin Xiaomu was carrying.

"The man. ”

"Who the hell is it, you mean?" What happened to this person today, inexplicable.

"Who was the man who rode you back that day?"

The man's face seemed to be starting to ignite a fire, his eyes were spewing with blazing fire, he asked so aggressively, Lin Xiaomu didn't react when she was asked, she quickly recalled the man in his question, uh...... Could it be that he was talking about Wen Lichen coming to pick her up last week?

Before she could fully recall, the angry man in front of her began to roar: "Who the hell is that man?!"

"Why are you so loud?" Lin Xiaomu felt that she was about to be deafened by his voice, she subconsciously stepped back, but he followed closely.

The cold wind was whining, the rain was pouring on the ground, the corners of Lin Xiaomu's clothes were gradually wet, and the body of the man in front of him was already soaked, Lin Xiaomu felt a cone of coldness extending from his heels to his neck, especially when he saw that he was wet all over his body, and the raindrops continued to flow down the hair curtain, only the white gas in his mouth still had a trace of warmth when he roared.

"Say, who the hell is it?"

Lin Xiaomu had been forced into a corner by him, and seeing that there was nowhere to retreat, she was both angry and panicked, and kept using her hands to stop him from approaching.

"Are you crazy?"

"yes, didn't you find out you drove me crazy?"

"You ......" The falling rain hit the faces of the two of them, and the night was solemn, and she suddenly couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was the arrogant and energetic son of heaven in the past, or the madman who lost his mind and lost his soul. He continued to press step by step, she was angry, raised her head, and yelled at Yan Sheng, who was a head above her: "Go away!! Why are you interfering in my affairs? Who are you to mine?"

Who are you mine?

Again, she uses this sentence again and again to draw the line between them and deny the story of what happened to them.

In the next second, Lin Xiaomu paid the price for what she said.

He grabbed Lin Xiaomu's two arms and clasped her slender waist tightly, Lin Xiaomu was frightened by his sudden movements, she subconsciously pushed him away, but he pressed her harder against the wall.

"Let go of me, you rascal, what do you want to do?" Lin Xiaomu's heart was pounding, she kept struggling hard, but her whole body trembled, and when she let go of the handle of the umbrella, the handle of the umbrella slipped from her palm, and the white umbrella fell to the ground with the wind, like a lotus flower, blooming miserably white in the cold night.

At this moment, he suddenly lowered his head, blocked Lin Xiaomu's lips with his cold and domineering lips, and began to kiss wildly. He used his tongue to pry open between her teeth, straight to the base of her tongue, he kissed almost desperately, painfully, the unventable sullenness and pain in his chest turned into a crazy kiss, he never thought that after so long, he still did not occupy any role in her heart, insignificant as a hair.

She struggled, cried, and slapped him on the shoulder. However, she found that it was useless, and at the moment, she was powerless like a captured prey, at the mercy of him and gnawing at his teeth. He kissed more and more frantically, hugging her tiny body with one hand and stroking her hair with the other. She suddenly felt the kind of affection that she never dared to face from him, and for a moment she knew that he was venting his boredom on her that he couldn't love her, and gradually, he was kissed by her and his whole body was numb, and his hands were involuntarily slowly lowered, and finally she couldn't help but cooperate with his kiss, kissing and kissing, she found that her heart was filled with the confusion and confusion that she had been with him for this time, she felt that the throat was sour, tears and rain were intertwined, and all lust and impulses were turned into this lingering kiss, wantonly catharsis。