Li Yueqing stood in front of the bleak tombstone, her heart contracting violently, as if she was about to shrink into the deepest part of her body.

Slowly, her legs tingled, and she slumped down the stone steps.

......The cement pavement was quickly damp and couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

Li Mingfeng has been away from there for a long time, and he received an emergency call from the company and rushed to deal with official business. Before leaving, he told Li Yueqing to stay there and wait for him, and he would come to pick her up.

It's not that Li Yueqing wants to wait for him, but his feet can't take a step at all. It wasn't until the sudden pouring rain began that she came to her senses and strolled out.

Many pedestrians on the side of the road are huddled under the eaves to shelter from the rain, some complain about the bad weather, and some complain that they don't bother to bring umbrellas...... The cars in the fast lane are all like crazy, rushing to break through the void finish line.

In this torrential rain, perhaps only Li Yueqing is a slow-walking person.

She was walking slowly on the sidewalk step by step in the rain, and an old man suddenly came over and asked, "Child, it's raining so hard, come and take shelter!" ”

Li Yueqing shook her head, "No need, it's too late......"

The old man frowned and sighed, he must have thought that this little girl was out of love, but the truth is often different from what people imagine.

Li Yueqing and Li Mingfeng's relationship has not yet begun, so how can they say that they are out of love? She never thought that he had a second identity for her besides "brother" - she never thought about it. I didn't dare to think about it before, but now I don't want to think about it.

She just regretted that it was not worth it for Li Mingfeng. If he didn't have himself, his current life might not be so entangled. With her, they have become a thorn in each other's hearts......

The rain on both sides of the road has not yet turned smaller, but the rain above Li Yueqing's head has stopped its wild pace.

She looked back indifferently, but it was Zhao Shaoyang.

Unexpectedly, the person who held the umbrella for her on this rainy day was not Lin Xi, let alone Li Mingfeng.

Zhao Shaoyang's entire body was outside the umbrella, and his neat and straight blazer soon collapsed on his shoulders.

Li Yueqing pulled him to his side and said, "It's all wet." ”

Zhao Shaoyang angrily blocked it with one hand, and she smiled.

"What are you doing here, do you want to get sick!"

"Go, follow me!"

Zhao Shaoyang pulled her and found the nearest hotel to them.

Li Yueqing took off her wet clothes and took a hot shower.

After that, he kept sneezing.

Zhao Shaoyang handed her a bowl of hot ginger soup, Li Yueqing held it over, and asked, "Where did you get it?" ”

"Ask the boss to borrow the stove."

Li Yueqing took a sip, only to find that the clothes on his body were still dripping.

It turned out that in order to help him cook ginger soup, he didn't even have time to change his wet clothes.

"Your clothes are soaked, do you want to get sick too?"

Zhao Shaoyang hesitated for a moment before taking off his suit jacket and entering the bathroom.

Li Yueqing put down the ginger soup, picked up his coat and hung it on the hanger, and the water flowed down the bottom non-stop.

Before he could come out, she fell asleep in the warm quilt.

For the first and only time, she didn't lie in her own bed but also slept soundly.

In his sleep, it was as if a figure had been staring at him. She forced her eyes open, and the silhouette of the man became more and more distinct, more and more distinct.