A day passes! The person in front of the window still couldn't retract the gaze that was sucked by the sky, and the blue of the night was much closer to his blue clothes! This realization made her frown slightly, and now, as if everything is back to square one, he is still him, still so far away from her!

If the distance between him and him in the past was due to the fact that he would fight with his father's sandpiper in the future, then the matter of the palace was that she had already made a choice. She chose him, but they were still in their place! What else can she do?

The slight coldness woke her up, only to realize that it was raining, and she retracted her arm on the windowsill and wanted to close the window. In the afterglow, she caught a glimpse of a dark figure standing in the courtyard, and her body couldn't help but stiffen, she was not afraid of death or ghosts and gods in the past, but since she walked out of the palace, these have made her afraid!

A thunderbolt accompanied by a few flashes of lightning made her even more shocked, and in the afterglow of the lightning, she found that the black shadow was actually red, she couldn't see what the person looked like, but the eyes that looked straight at her still made her feel terrified. Is it really the soul who came to her for revenge?

I don't know if it was because she was too scared, she didn't even scream. I could only widen my eyes as the red shadow slowly approached her, his feet seemed to step on her heart, and each step made her stiffer a little.

Finally, less than ten paces away from her, she could see the man's face by the faint light of the candle, and although it lacked the usual cynical smile, she still recognized it as Hua Wurui's face. She didn't have time to pay attention to his expression, but she just felt relieved, put one hand on her somewhat dizzy head, and collapsed all over! No one can do evil! If it weren't for the palace, she wouldn't have been so afraid!

"It's good you're alive!"

This was said too softly, not at all like his usual frivolous tone, so that Zhang Xianxian had to raise his eyes to see if he was possessed by a ghost.

The man in front of him is still gorgeous and unparalleled, but he lacks the half-serious smile on weekdays, this face makes her feel strange, he doesn't hold an umbrella, his hair is wet and drooping on his handsome face, not embarrassed but still makes Zhang Xianxian slightly surprised, how can he be such a delicate person to make himself look like this?

At the moment when she lost her mind, the man's dragonfly kiss landed on her forehead, and the touch made her instantly wake up and look up at him in panic.

The bitter meat plan succeeded, Hua Wurui was very proud in her heart, and a neat dodge avoided her cannibalistic gaze, who let her say goodbye that day, this was a punishment for her.

And Zhang Xianxian's gaze was still in the position of Fang Cai, just because there was still a person standing there, but this time she didn't feel afraid, because the figure had already been imprinted in her heart - Jun Zimo, he had been standing there all the time? So, did he see it all?

Before she could speak, the figure had already turned, apparently not intending to give her a chance to explain.

As if something was grabbing her heart, in a hurry, she actually climbed out of the window and chased after the disappearing back.

"Such an enthusiastic ......" Hua Wurui was startled when she saw her movements at first, but after a while, she was secretly happy again, and before she had time to stink, she saw her body rushing past him, and disappeared into the rain without hesitation. The smile froze, and the hand that greeted her was still frozen in the air, which was too different from his expectations to react.

"Gentleman's desert."

The slightly panting voice carried a desperate stubbornness in the dark night, and the voice was not loud, but it still made Jun Zimo stop. Yes, that kiss, he cares!

"What are you here for?" She was anxious to find out why he came, and her hunch told her that the answer was important to her!

I've heard people say you've been having nightmares lately, and I'm afraid you'll be scared of the weather! It was his answer, but he couldn't say it. What can he do, he can't give her happiness, he can't be so selfish! The hand holding the handle of the umbrella unconsciously increased its strength, and the stopped foot set off again.

"Why are you here?" The heartbeat was rhythmless, and she couldn't feel the coldness of the rain, and there was only one person in her eyes, persistently asking that question, which made Jun Zimo's footsteps stop again.

"Let's take a look."

Such an unconvincing answer made Zhang Xianxian breathe a sigh of relief: "I don't have that kind of relationship with him." ”

"It's none of my business!" After this sentence, neither of them spoke, and the long silence made Junzi Mo think that she had left, such a straightforward and hurtful word, anyone who listened to it would be angry! A little lost looked back, but saw her full of embarrassment. The rain soaked her whole body, and her little body trembled in the rain, and Mo Ju was angry, and walked over with her feet raised.

The big umbrella covered the top of her head, but his warmth was exceptionally clear in the cold, "Why don't you hold an umbrella?" ”

The slight blame for her heart twitched, and she almost cried. No one has ever treated her so warmly! Those retreats and insecurities gradually dissipated, and when she looked up at him, the firm-looking gentlemanly indifference in her eyes was a little unnatural.

"Jun Zimo, I like you, it's been a long time!" This sentence used up her life's courage. After all, it's still a girl's house, and after finishing speaking, she lowered her head and stared at her toes, and her heartbeat was even more chaotic!

I didn't expect her to say such a thing, the gentleman stared at her for a long time, looking at her cramped and uneasy in his eyes, and when he reacted, his hand had already touched her hair bun, and it was a sense of pity, and he wanted to wipe the rain off her face, and his heart was never soft, as if something was bewitching his heart, and the hand unconsciously moved to her face. Zhang Xianxian didn't hear his response, but his movements made her head hang lower, her little face instantly red to the root of her ears, hot as if she was dripping blood, and her head was blank, unable to think anymore.

"Who's there?"