"Well, I didn't know it was going to rain, so I didn't bring an umbrella." Zheng Xiyan stroked her slightly wet hair lightly and said softly with a smile.

"Ermao, you kid, what are you doing blocking the door, don't let your sister come in to warm up, it's so cold outside. Zheng Xijing wanted to say something, but was interrupted angrily by Zheng's mother, who was standing behind her.

"Oh, I see. Zheng Xijing woke up like a dream and let go.

Zheng Xiyan smiled, and then walked in.

"Mom, Dad. After entering the door, she smiled at her parents, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.

Although it is often possible to contact via phone, video.

But how can there be such a face-to-face reality.

It's just that after calling out these two words, looking at the familiar but aged faces of his parents, he couldn't say the rest of the words.

At the moment she saw them, she was no longer the glamorous and arrogant "iceberg goddess" on the stage. It's not about trying to maintain her sister's image, always thinking about the crystal feelings, and not letting her worry about her sister. At this moment, she is just Zheng Xiyan who has been wronged, full of sadness and wants to lie in the arms of her parents, thinking about nothing, not thinking about anything, just wanting to cry happily.

She felt a sour nose and moist eyes, and she hurriedly lowered her head, taking advantage of the time to change her shoes to sort out her complicated thoughts.

I've been thinking about it in the car for so long, haven't I?

Haven't you thought it all through?

How is this still the case?

Zheng Xiyan.

Don't show your weakness at this time.

You should at least have a happy dinner with your parents on a smile on your face.

When she looked up again, a bright, heartbreaking smile had reappeared on her face.

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She had actually returned to the neighborhood a few hours earlier.

The sky was just overcast and it wasn't raining yet.

In the outdoor parking lot of the community, her white BMW had turned off, but she still held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and did not mean to unbuckle her seat belt and get out of the car at all.

Even if she knew very well, it would only take two minutes for her to get out of the car and be back at home.

She also knew that her parents, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, were waiting for her at home.

They must have had a lot to ask her, they wanted to say to her, and she had so much to say to them.

However, she could not go back in such a state.

At this moment, she ...... It's hard to control your emotions.

I don't know when, there were already two bright tears on both sides of Zheng Xiyan's cheeks.

Maybe just now.

Maybe it's the moment you get in the car.

Zheng Xiyan, you have to be stronger, you have thought about such a result for a long time, haven't you?

Obviously you have such a mental preparation, don't you?

Isn't it numb, isn't it already heartache?

Don't you just want to give yourself a final explanation?

What happened today is actually a good thing for you, right?

That's right, it's an end.

But it's also a beginning, isn't it?

So, forget about him and start your new life, Zheng Xiyan.

It's like that song goes.

The song he wrote to himself.

Dress yourself up beautifully.

Fill yourself with vitality and joy.

Let him see you beautiful and elegant.

Make him regret that he once lost you.

Shouldn't that be it?

Zheng Xiyan.

It's just that even though she kept forcing herself to think like this, tears still flowed involuntarily.

If everyone can control their emotions and thoughts, then there will be no sadness in this world.

Zheng Xiyan pursed her lips tightly, not wanting to let herself cry cowardly. But her nose began to twitch uncontrollably, and she covered her mouth with her hands.

It's a ridiculous yet heart-wrenching insistence that belongs to her.

But in the end, she bowed her head helplessly and buried herself in the steering wheel, still without a sound, only the weak shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

The sky was overcast and somewhat cruel.

She was awakened by the sound of ticking.

Looking up a little dazedly, it turned out that it was starting to rain. The rain dripped on the glass, shattering into a heart-wrenching shape, just like how she felt at the moment.

She subconsciously wiped her cheeks.

The tears on it are dry.

But her mood was still as depressed as the dim sky.

She looked at the table below. It turned out that he had been in the car for almost two hours.

During this time, she seemed to think a lot, those happy, sweet, bland, sad, and heartbreaking things.

But it seems that the mind has always been blank, because all the thoughts are like a dream, without a trace.

She took out her phone, which seemed to ring just now, and there was an unread message in it.

It was sent by Jin Xianyun.

"Xiyan, are you home?" looked at the time of receiving the message, it was sent an hour ago.

"I've been here a long time ago, and I've been chatting with my parents just now, so I didn't see it, sorry, little Kim. She wrote down such a message in her usual tone, and then pressed the send button.

After doing all this, she let out a light breath.

Unbuckle your seatbelt and open the car door.

A cold, moist breath came from outside.

Only then did she realize that it was still raining, so she turned around and opened the drawer in the car, where in addition to various documents and insurance, there was also an umbrella lying there quietly.

He put the umbrella there on purpose.

He was always like this, and he was very careful in everything he did. Very good at thinking about others.

It is also because of this that Lin Mingyue will like him.

I have a good eye, Mingyue.

She had already reached out her hand, but halfway through it, it retracted again.

She suddenly wanted to try what it was like to get drenched in the rain.

She doesn't really like rain.

She is a well-organized person, and when it rains, it can disrupt her plans and schedule. And when it doesn't rain, you always have to be careful, even if it's a mud spot, it will be photographed by media reporters and become a piece of news.

This is the opposite of him. When the two were still together, she had seen him deliberately not wearing an umbrella and enjoying the taste of being wet in the rain.

This time, she suddenly had the urge to do the same.

She stepped out of the car door. The umbrella remained in place.

The sound of the car dripping when it is locked and the sound of rain falling to the ground seem to form a sonata.

On this dim evening.

The rain was just starting to fall and it was very light.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.

Leaves a small dot on the ground and then disappears again.

There was a slight chill on his face.

Inexplicably, he was in a better mood, no wonder he liked to do this.

Just, and that's it.