It's getting cold, will he come back to get his clothes, will it be cold?

Hai Yao looked at all the things about him in the closet, and her heart was empty.

Shicai deliberately paid attention to the weather forecast, and it will really cool down tomorrow.

Suddenly, she put down the cup in her hand, put away his clothes, hurriedly grabbed a few trench coats and went out.

Perhaps, her behavior is really a little crazy.

So much so that after Xu Yizhong opened the door, he saw her carrying his clothes and standing at the door, frowning in surprise, surprised that she appeared here in the middle of the night in order to send him clothes.

"You...... Just to send these?"

He looked at the clothes in his hand, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Hai Yao reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "It's cold, and you don't go back to get it, so I have to send it to you."

He looked at her, trying to say something but felt something choke on his throat.

Lu Haiyao saw him standing there coldly, and he didn't speak, let alone let her go in and sit, she mustered up the courage to smile, "That'...... I'll go back first."

With that, he turned and left.

After looking at the time, it was 2 o'clock in the morning, and when she came out, she didn't think too much about it at all, just thinking about giving him the clothes before the cold air came.

There were no taxis along the way, and Hai Yao walked alone on the road.

Suddenly, strong headlights came from behind, illuminating the road ahead.

Xu Yizhong sat in the car, honked the horn, lowered the window, and "got in the car."

Hai Yao never expected him to come out, and looked at him in a daze, feeling unreal.

Until he frowned and said, "What are you doing, get in the car!" I'll send you back."

He felt bored, didn't want to care, and didn't want to spend more attention on her, but standing upstairs, seeing her back, and then looking at the clothes in his hand, he still didn't really feel ruthless, picked up the car key and chased it out.

Along the way, Hai Yao didn't speak, until the car passed by XX Square, met a red light, and the car stopped, Hai Yao couldn't help but remember the time she asked him to come here, and said, "Descendants, shall we get married?"

But how long has it been?

He's going to divorce her.

After a long silence, she looked at him and asked, "Are you ...... of you?" plucking up courage, she continued, "Regret marrying me?"

Hearing this, he looked at her, his secretive eyes were filled with a complicated light, and his thin lips were pursed and he was silent.

His silence really made her unable to even cry.

Half-loud, he said, "Hai Yao......"

When he called her name, her heart fluttered, and she interrupted him with a smile holding back tears, "Don't say anything, okay?"

"I'm tired today, don't tell me anything."

She was really afraid, afraid that if he called her name, she would say what she was wringing like a knife in the future.

Lu Haiyao didn't want him to see the tears in his eyes, and looked at the neon outside the car window.

Xu Yizhong's mood became inexplicably heavy, and he suddenly didn't understand that these things he insisted on were right?

Is there a day when he wins a qiē but loses the most important thing.