After Wei Zeyang finished speaking, he left.

He pushed the door very hard, and it shook back and forth several times before it gradually calmed down.

Lu Xiaoya squatted down, hugging her trembling body, and couldn't help her teeth rattle.

What is Wei Zeyang to her? She's been thinking about it all the time. From the very beginning, she had an attitude of imminent departure without success, did not think about their future, accepted his contribution with peace of mind, and held high in front of him, Naqiao...... Does she regret this man leaving her?

Is this the outcome she wants?

Is it because I'm afraid of hurting him, or because I don't love him enough?

Lu Xiaoya asked herself over and over again, although it was only a few minutes in reality, her heart seemed to have experienced several springs and autumns.

She stroked her cheeks and found it cool, it turned out that she had been crying.

Her heart was beating violently uncontrollably and she was panicking, what should she do? What to do?

Lu Xiaoya stood up suddenly, ran out uncontrollably, she didn't know what she was going to do, she strode downstairs, and then on the road, looking for something everywhere.

It was already twilight, and the newly added street lamps could not illuminate the surroundings for her, and the flow of people was like weaving, and she found that each one was not Wei Zeyang, she chased forward in despair, sweating all over, stopped weakly, lost in the street, and shouted: "Wei Zeyang...... You don't want to go ......."

Everyone looks at them in amazement or ridicule, who cares?

Lu Xiaoya found that as long as she broke through the first line of defense in her throat, her voice was broken, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

It's too late to regret it, who made you think you are right, people have said they don't mind or not, are you brain-dead? If you can't hold it and can't put it down, why put it down?

She stood on the street for a long time, numb as a sculpture.

The night sank in large swaths, and her heart was blocked with stones, which made her suffocating and uncomfortable.

"What are you doing here?"

After a long time, people's nerves began to numb, and as far as the eye could see, a pair of men's leather shoes appeared.

She struggled to open her eyes, and Wei Zeyang stood in front of her coldly, her eyebrows protruding with the contours of her eyebrow bones, but she couldn't see what the expression actually was.

Lu Xiaoya's mouth was full of heat sources, her cheeks were sore, her eyes glanced to the side, and she held back the choking of her voice: "Blowing the wind." ”

"Okay, you blow slowly."

When Wei Zeyang turned around, the pain and tiredness in his eyes flashed. He is really stupid and cheap, otherwise how could he be ruthless and come back to her again?

"Wei Zeyang, don't go!"

"I don't want to break up!"

Lu Xiaoya yelled heavily at his back.

Wei Zeyang's body shook first, his footsteps did not continue, he turned around hesitantly, and stared at her with dark and heavy eyes: "What did you say?" ”

"I ......" Every time he became serious, Lu Xiaoya felt a little afraid of him, swallowed his saliva, how could he retreat from the courage that he had finally raised, and before he finished speaking, he reached out to hook his neck.

Fortunately, Wei Zeyang didn't react, and she easily succeeded in sneaking up, and her neck fell.

Lu Xiaoya tiptoed and closed her eyes and kissed it.

She was aggressive, her hands were grabbing and pinching, and she didn't know whether to beg for mercy or be angry and awkward.

This bit of force is like tickling, what kind of damage can be done.

But no matter how she touched his lips, the other party never gave her the slightest response, her teeth were tightly closed, and she was really going to die in a hurry. There are also voices coming from all around, which may be words such as bad morals and shamelessness.

What to do next?

Lu Xiaoya was a little discouraged when she rode the tiger, thinking that Wei Zeyang was really angry, otherwise how could she be indifferent. She left his lips in frustration and helplessness, and the moment of separation, suddenly, she was pulled back by a tremendous force.

"Don't think I'll forgive you if you do this!" Wei Zeyang's deep voice was particularly incomprehensible, and the breath that hit her body carried the most initial invasion~ slightly, burning her five senses.

Her body suddenly took off into the air, and it turned out that the other party was picking her up straight.

The height difference of thirty centimeters between the two people is vividly reflected at this moment, she is too petite, as if between his applause, she can easily lift up.

It was her turn to look down at him slightly.

What is he—what is he going to do?

Wei Zeyang directly pasted it, kissing it shallowly without delay, gradually stirring every corner of her mouth.

She felt like her heart was about to jump with him, and every breath and pulse was synchronized.

Like a movie picture, as if there were only two of them left on the entire street, Lu Xiaoya closed her eyes, followed her heart, hugged his neck, responded to him passionately~ emotionally, and engraved him deeply in her heart.

……

A shutter and flash of light forced them to end the long kiss.

Lu Xiaoya and Wei Zeyang both came to their senses in the disorientation, and it turned out that a foreign man had taken a picture of them, and he apologized to them in broken Mandarin.

He was a photographer, and he couldn't help but take a picture of it because it was so beautiful, and promised to wash it out and give it to them.

Wei Zeyang left his contact address, Lu Xiaoya didn't care about him, and trotted forward directly, not because he didn't want to be photographed, but because he was too shy.

No matter what era it is, it is really offensive to be so unscrupulous on the street.

It's not Europe and the United States...... Hey, it's so shameful~ shameful.

"Running so fast, it seems that there is still strength."

Wei Zeyang had long hands and feet, and soon caught up with her.

Laughing at her just weak legs? Lu Xiaoya's face was flushed, Wei Zeyang is really practicing makes perfect now in a colorful tone, her old aunt is ashamed of herself, and she can't even collapse the army.

"Hungry or not, let's go eat?"

"Hmm."

The two went to the Haicheng Hotel, not too deliberately, but just happened to be close to the road.

Lu Xiaoya was indeed hungry, he was disgusted by Yue Laosi all morning, and he quarreled with Wei Zeyang at noon and night, and he was hungry in his stomach, on the other hand, Wei Zeyang also didn't eat well for a few days.

After ordering a table of dishes, she naturally had an excellent appetite and feasted on it.

Wei Zeyang took a few bites and began to retch.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Lu Xiaoya leaned over and approached, seeing that his face was not very good, could it be that the old disease had recurred?

Wei Zeyang saw that her eyebrows were furrowed, her face was full of worry, and she waved her hand gently, "I'm fine, just take some medicine." ”

He really took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, took the water, and ate two white pills.

Lu Xiaoya took the medicine bottle and carefully read the effect on the bottle, and it was indeed an ordinary stomach medicine. She was still frowning, and asked uncomfortably, "When did you start taking this medicine?" ”

No wonder she didn't notice that she had eaten with him every day these days, and his appetite was getting smaller and smaller.

Wei Zeyang smiled faintly: "Don't worry, ordinary minor problems, as long as you take medicine on time, there will be no problem." ”

"Wei Zeyang, haven't you eaten well?" Lu Xiaoya suddenly felt that Fang Cai's own gobbling was simply a sin, she ate and slept well every day, but Wei Zeyang lived a rough and irregular life, most of which was caused by her willfulness. The food in the mouth has no fragrance, and the taste is the same as the wax.

Wei Zeyang clasped the back of her hand on the table, restrained and fell, his eyes were full of affection: "If you feel sorry for me, don't torture me anymore." ”

"Huh?" Eat well, how did you get it? Lu Xiaoya pretended not to understand what he meant, the waiter came and went to serve the food, and there was really no atmosphere.

"Let's eat."

Wei Zeyang is not an eyeless person, knowing that her face can't hold back, he quickly withdrew his hand and put a lot of vegetables in her bowl.

In fact, all the dishes were ordered to her liking.

……

Meal.

The two of them walked on the street, and soon met a little girl selling flowers, grabbing the corner of Wei Zeyang's clothes, and begging: "Brother, buy a few flowers for your beautiful sister?" ”

The roses are bright and dewy, blooming arbitrarily and beautifully. Wei Zeyang asked how many flowers there were, and the little girl replied that it was a dollar.

Lu Xiaoya quietly pulled the corner of his clothes, one dollar and one flower, it was also a little expensive!

Wei Zeyang asked her, "Do you like it?" ”

Lu Xiaoya winked at him, she felt that the other party should be able to understand what she meant, who knew that he turned his head and directly bought more than fifty flowers in someone's back basket with a big hand, and he didn't have to look for a fraction. The little girl thanked her vigorously.

Lu Xiaoya, who was holding a large bouquet of flowers, couldn't cry or laugh.

Wei Zeyang asked her why she was unhappy?

"This rose is more than twice the market price, you are really a fool of money...... Although the Haicheng Hotel is expensive, at least the price is clearly marked, and the child is not bullied...... "Lu Xiaoya began to feel sorry for money again, and there was no way to make a poor old problem.

Wei Zeyang looked at her with interest, raised his eyebrows and teased: "You haven't married yet, you want to take care of my wallet for me?" ”