Feeling a momentary stiffness in the back of the man holding him, Si Nan gently pushed him away and slowly stood up from the ground.

Even though he probably guessed why the girl said this, Rong Yan still asked a little unwillingly:

"Why?"

Raising his hand to wipe the rain that blurred his vision on his face, Si Nan looked at him without any fluctuations:

"After seven years of living with you, I thought I knew enough about you, but now I realize that I don't really know anything about you."

Pointing to the railing where Liao Yin had sat before committing suicide, she smiled bitterly:

"You said that you and Liao Yin have only met here a few times, but the fact is that you are her brother. Your family, your illness, you hide it all from me. Even, when you approached me in the first place, you had a purpose. ”

"Rong Yan, I can't tell what you said to me and what you have done, how much is false and what is true."

The rain slowly rolled down the hair and fell to the ground.

Si Nan staggered and left the roof step by step in the rain.

Rong Yan stood in the rain without saying a word, staring at the back that was getting farther and farther away from him.

His whole world was replaced by the sound of rain washing.

He had nothing to argue with, nothing to explain.

As Si Nan said, he did hide a lot from her.

Originally, he thought that as long as he concealed it well enough, he could be with Ning Xi all the time.

But now, everything he has hidden has become a mustard that separates the two of them.

Looking back at the girl walking in the rain at the bottom of the building.

A touch of sadness crossed Rong Yan's eyes.

They are destined to go the other way.

Si Nan did not return to the hut where he lived with Rong Yan.

Instead, she went to the villa in Chaoyang Community, where she used to return to high school in the past.

There is only one housekeeper in the villa and a nanny who comes to clean two or three times a week.

Ning Xi's parents flew abroad after holding her engagement banquet with Rong Yan.

After the housekeeper Uncle Yang saw Si Nan coming back wet, he hurriedly took her into the warm room.

looked at her depressed appearance, and felt a little distressed for no reason:

"Miss, what are you doing here? Why did you come back in the rain? ”

Si Nan reluctantly smiled at him, and his voice was a little hoarse:

"Don't worry about me, Uncle Yang, you can busy yourself first, I'll go back to the room to rest first."

Seeing that Si Nan walked up the stairs leading to the second floor by himself, Uncle Yang sighed slightly.

In the past, the young lady would not know much about villas.

I came back suddenly today, still in such an embarrassed state.

It can't be a conflict with Mr. Rong, right?

The door that has been opened has not yet been closed.

Wet cold air poured into the hall from outside the door.

Uncle Yang was thinking about it while planning to close the door.

But I saw a white cat lying on the side of the door, covered in wet hair.

I can't see these poor little things when I'm old.

He found a dry towel and bent down to carry the white cat into the house, then closed the hall door.

"Meow~"

The white cat's black and solemn eyes looked at Uncle Yang pitifully, and his dripping tail was still dangling from side to side.

Emma, you can be considered to have blended into the master's house.

It took a lot of effort to find its owner so early.

It's not in vain that it's raining.

That's right, it's creamy back!

Nothing can stop it from wanting to accompany its master in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Hum chirp.