He never thought that a man like him would really stand there without moving, standing all night, his perseverance was really beyond his imagination. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shaking his head slightly, he turned around and took a step, pausing at the sight of a figure standing at the entrance to the balcony.

The woman's pale face could not hide the haggard look, the hands in front of her were clasped together at a loss, and a glimmer of worry appeared in her eyes, as if she was looking at him, and as if she wanted to look at others through him.

Song Weize frowned slightly, walked up to her and took her hand without saying a word, took her to the railing of the balcony, pointed to the man standing downstairs, and said with a hint of disapproval in his gentle tone, "How long are you going to torture each other like this?" ”

Bei Xiaorou's long eyelashes trembled slightly, the hands clasped in front of her tightened, biting her lip and being silent, looking indifferent, but through her slightly trembling body, she could clearly feel her silent worry and hesitation.

After a while, she bit her lip tightly and raised her head to look at him, her eyes were absolutely resolute, "Brother Song, do me a favor, okay?" ”

The man on the corridor, his body swayed slightly under the invasion of the wind, his face was slightly pale, and the day's lack of food made his lips look a little chapped and white, and the bruises on the corners of his mouth looked more and more dazzling at this moment.

The wind was raging, and he should have felt cold, but he felt as if he had fallen into a furnace, and there were bursts of heat.

He pursed his lips and shook his head to clear his dizzy head, his deep dark eyes were not sharp at all, staring at the entrance and exit of the opposite building, and when he saw the familiar figure coming out of it, a bright light flashed under his eyes.

Song Weize walked up to him, stared at him for a moment, his gaze slipped from his pale look to his chapped lips, and then reached out and handed him a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

Lei Ziqian didn't move, just stared at him sharply.

He didn't take it, and Song Weize didn't force it, he bent down and put the mineral water at his feet, then straightened up and looked at him, and said calmly: "Xiaorou asked me to tell you that since she decided to break up, she won't see you again, you go!" ”

Lei Ziqian's face sank suddenly, the big hands hanging down his side were clenched into fists, anger appeared in his eyes, he glared at him angrily, and roared hoarsely in a low voice: "I will never leave if I don't see her!" A breakup is even more unlikely! ”

Song Weize tightened his eyebrows, his eyes were dyed with a trace of helplessness, looking at the man in front of him with an unusually firm look, he pursed his lips, and understood that he would not listen to persuasion, so he stopped doing more useless work, and simply turned around and left.

Staring at his figure gradually moving away, Lei Ziqian's face became more and more heavy, his big hands were clenched tightly into fists, even though his head was getting more and more dizzy at the moment, his consciousness was extremely clear, and a resolute sharp light burst out of his black eyes.

He couldn't understand why she would be so ruthless and say the breakup so easily, but no matter what, he would never allow it!

After Song Weize went downstairs, Pei Xiaorou returned to the room, sat quietly on the bay window with her knees crossed, tilted her head sideways, her distracted eyes were not focused, and she stared vacantly at the increasingly dark sky outside the window.

She bit her lip, closed her eyes gently, and covered her chest with one hand, thinking that this would stop the spreading pain.

It's just that her face is getting paler and paler, and she looks like she has a sense of weakness that is overwhelmed.

Song Weize walked into the room, seeing her like this, the worry in his eyes deepened, he tightened his eyebrows, sighed silently, and broke the silence in the room, "If I don't see you, he won't leave." ”

Bei Xiaorou's body stiffened suddenly, her long closed eyelashes kept trembling, but she never opened her eyes, but she bit her lower lip more and more hard, which showed her restrained emotions.

Song Weize, who had a full view of her every movement and expression, couldn't help but lock his eyebrows deeper and deeper, he really couldn't bear to see her torture himself like this again, so he had to take a fierce medicine, "He hasn't eaten for a day, and he doesn't want the water you asked me to give him, and I don't know how long he can survive." ”

Sure enough, Pei Xiaorou, who heard this, could no longer maintain the illusion of calm.

She snapped open her eyes to look at him, her dead eyes finally fluctuating, her brows furrowed, her hands clasped together her knees slowly clenched into fists, her pale, delicate face full of worry, and the weaker and weaker defenses destroying her sanity.

The gloomy weather that had been suffocating for a whole day, and in the evening, the torrential rain finally fell, and the sky and the earth were misty, making people unable to see everything in front of them, and the howling of the wind sounded terrifying.

Bei Xiaorou, who was sitting in the bay window, bit her lip tightly, looking at the window in front of her that was blurred by the rain, her heart was so anxious that she was like an ant on a hot pot, constantly trembling.

With another muffled thunder outside the window, she finally couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly got up and ran out the door.

In the living room, Song's father and Song's mother were watching TV, and they both looked back at her when they heard the sound.

Knowing that she was in a bad mood for the past two days, they didn't bother her much, but when they saw her becoming more and more pale and silent, they silently looked at her in their eyes and hurt in their hearts.

At this time, the two of them saw her anxiously picking up the umbrella placed behind the door, opening the door and rushing out, stunned and then getting up to stop it.

"Let her go." Song Weize, who came out of the room at some point, quietly looked at the figure that disappeared in a blink of an eye, and stopped their movements.

In the unsheltered corridor, the torrential rain washed down the man's body mercilessly, his whole body was already soaked, the rain flowed down his hair and passed the long eyelashes, and soon blurred his vision, reaching out to wipe the rain hanging on the eyelashes, and his dark eyes were still fixed on the entrance and exit of the building that seemed a little distant between the dense rain curtains.

I don't know if it's an illusion, his vision seems to be getting blurred more and more, and the scene in front of him seems to be constantly shaking, so that he can't really see it.

He shook his head, the water droplets on his hair fell and slapped on his cheeks, and when he looked at it again, he saw a familiar figure in his heart, holding an umbrella in one hand, and running towards him in the rain.

He pulled his lips and smiled silently, his drowsy head feeling that everything in front of him was an illusion.

Gently closing his eyes, the tall figure shook slightly, and before he could stabilize his body, he felt a weak force on his right side supporting him, and the rain curtain that had been beating his body mercilessly stopped suddenly.

He opened his eyes abruptly and looked sideways, and the woman's anxious expression was clearly reflected in his eyes, and a bright light suddenly burst out from her dark eyes.

Pei Xiaorou held an umbrella high above the heads of the two with her right hand, and held the man's arm with her left hand, supporting his crumbling body, looking up at him slightly, frowning with a worried face.

All around them was a curtain of rain that was pouring down, and the rain pounded on the ground, and the splash of rain soaked the legs of their trousers. Under the big black umbrella, the two looked at each other quietly, as if everything in heaven and earth no longer existed, and there was only a clear reflection of each other in their eyes.