The rain slid down the petals of the flowers and fell to the ground, splashing the pearls and flying jade that reflected the clouds.

The rain is cold and clear, soaked in the delicate flow of cherry blossoms. A few birds with wet wings from the raindrops flew through the clouds, and the cherry blossoms scattered everywhere were shattered by the raindrops.

Nan Fusheng stood alone outside the long corridor of the hospital, his deep phoenix eyes looking at the cloudy sky. The icy and cool rain slanted along the spring breeze and sprinkled on the corners of his clothes, obviously the blessing of the clear spring rain, but he smelled the smell of blood rust in it.

He will never forget that moment, when the girl who was snuggling up to him was pierced through the chest by a bullet in an instant. The gorgeous blood burst out with scarlet color, and the Junzi Orchid, which bloomed sporadically by the spring altar, was silent and leisurely, draped in a long skirt of brilliant blood.

How much courage and cherishment does it take for a delicate and delicate girl to use her body to resist the killer's bullets?

This question, from the moment Nan Fusheng stood outside the corridor, he asked himself countless times.

He has always thought that he likes Nan Zuisheng.

From falling in love at first sight in his youth to falling in love with Yinuo in his youth, Nan Fusheng did everything to pamper, care, and take care of the delicate and beautiful girl. In order to improve the status of his father's family, he did not hesitate to brave the rain of bullets to establish his own underground kingdom.

What is the prestige godfather of the underworld? What a famous business emperor! These imaginary names were all ethereal at the moment when Nan Zuisheng blocked the bullet for himself without the slightest hesitation.

When the rusty blood splattered stickily on his body, Nan Fusheng deeply realized how shallow and ridiculous his liking was.

He thinks he has done a good enough job to treat Nan Zuisheng, he tried his best to pamper him, from the silk and satin, the pearl palace and the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the delicacies of the mountains and seas, to the extreme gentleness and care, and the meticulous teaching, Nan Fusheng can be said to be a teacher and a friend, like a father and a brother.

But he just forgot about the communication and favor of a future 'husband' who is drunk in the future.

In order to make his father's Nan clan glorious and glorious, he worked day and night, hoping to reach the criteria for Nan Zheng and Yunluan to choose a son-in-law as soon as possible, and strive to be recognized by the Nan family.

However, these are not what she wants for Nan Zuisheng.

She is worthy of being a noble lady born in the family, and the pearl of the Nan family. She had never cried and cried when she had dinner with her because of a hasty business negotiation, nor was she angry or annoyed when she was shopping with her because of the impromptu departure of a military meeting.

Nan Zuisheng always let go of Nan Fusheng's hand gently and considerately, smiling and gently instructing the sentence---Pay attention to safety."

A simple four words constitute a sentence that has been spoken more than 100 times.

Why don't you blame me, hate me, annoy me, and scold me? Nan Fusheng stood arrogantly and lonely outside the corridor, looking up at the clear rain dripping from the eaves, and it was rare to be sluggish.

"Like a father and a brother, a teacher and a friend...... I still did it wrong. He looked out at the cloudy canopy, a few faint beams of light looming among the dark clouds, and among the cherry trees covered with hazy rain and mist, smoke poured down on the petals stained with clear raindrops.

Nan Fusheng slowly retracted his gaze, and his gorgeous phoenix eyes were filled with endless pain.

Drunk, wait for me.

If Heaven can give me a chance to repay, I am willing to subvert the rivers and mountains and overturn my life to make up for the neglect and neglect of drunken students in the past.

A few cherry blossoms fell under the beating of the rain, and the sleeping beauty sleeping on the hospital bed quietly fluttered her eyelashes at this moment. The long hair of the ink feather flowing in the middle of the pillow swayed along the curve, and the soft white blanket laid on the ground was filled with a soft and warm glow under the light.

What does the soul look like?

If this question had been placed in the past, Nan Zuisheng would probably have been thinking about it for a long time and couldn't find an answer.

But now she floated quietly in mid-air, her chaotic and blank mind suddenly awakened under the clear beating rain, and she seemed to feel the call and longing from a distant place, as well as the painful regret and pleading.

Nan Zuisheng stared at himself sleeping in bed with his eyes down in confusion, feeling drowsy inexplicably.

She tried to control her mind to move downward, a bouquet of lush pink roses bloomed in the delicate and gorgeous wrapping paper, the rich fragrance of the unique roses tempted Nan Zui Sheng to admire, sniffed, the rich and clear fragrance of roses smoked in the air, silently drove away her lethargy.

When Nan drunk and sniffed the rich roses, she lowered her eyes and couldn't hide her surprise to find that the gorgeous and luxurious pink roses that were in full bloom had quickly withered in just a moment.

The petals that had lost their moisture dried up and shrunk in the delicate and ornate wrapping paper, and the thorny blue branches turned into yellow-brown dead branches. Nan Zuisheng stared blankly at the dry and gray rose stamen for a moment, and in a moment, the illusory spirit floated aimlessly out of the window.

The rain that greeted the eyes looked so clear and lush, but when they hit their illusory spirits coldly and mercilessly, they flowed with pain as if they were tearing flesh and tearing flesh.

"Drunk, drunk......"

The cry of mourning from nowhere flowed into his ears along the cold and sharp rain, and Nan Zuisheng floated in mid-air, allowing the clear rain to penetrate his illusory spirit, knocking out the pain and torture that seeped into his soul, slowly and firmly drifting towards the source of the sound.

This is...... Who?

She landed lightly under the corridor without rain, and could not hide her curiosity to look at the arrogant and lonely back that greeted her eyes.

The rain slid down the eaves of the promenade, splashing to the ground, splashing countless pearls and jade. Nan Zuisheng looked quietly at the man's side face that gradually turned through the clear raindrops that were sprinkled in the sky.

Graceful and moon-like, respectful of nature.

It's really a flawless good look.

The illusory and unreal spirit body was disillusioned under the corridor for a moment, Nan Fusheng seemed to sense something, the originally deep phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and the handsome eyebrows that almost flew obliquely into the temples were on the light honey-colored skin that was as smooth as jade, revealing a noble and kingly bearing.

Nan Zuisheng, who was floating in mid-air, suddenly stared at him, and she was stunned and almost floated out of the rain-pounding corridor. She couldn't hide her curiosity and confusion and turned around in place a few times, and found that the handsome man was still staring at the place where she had just stayed.

Did he find me?

Nan Zuisheng tentatively floated to Nan Fusheng, and naughtily stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the other party's eyes. Finding that the man's gaze was still staring seriously and intently at a puddle of rain in the corridor, she couldn't hide her disappointment, and the illusory spirit was restless and circled around.

……

Wait, a puddle of rain?

The invisible spirit body slid down the corridor along the flowing spring breeze, and Nan Zuisheng floated in the position where he had just stayed, and found that on the originally clean and tidy floor of the corridor, there was suddenly a pool of clear and cold rain traces.

She looked around the corridor in confusion, and found that there was no place where the rainwater could seep in, so where did the traces of the rainwater come from?

The bewildered girl's soul floated in place, and the traces of cold and cold rain abruptly soaked in the corridor. Nan Fusheng stared thoughtfully at the pool of rain with low eyes, and the wisps of invisible and unpredictable things flew through his mind.

A sense of familiarity and intimacy gushed from the depths of his soul spread in his heart, and he frowned slightly like ancient carvings, and it was difficult to hide the indescribable joy and enthusiasm in his nervousness and doubt.

The rain staggered and knocked on the puddles condensed on the ground, and at this moment, in the sound of clear raindrops, an inky crow circled and flew by, and after several whirling and bending, the crow slowly landed on the cherry blossom tree in the gentle and delicate spring rain, and firmly grasped a blooming and elegant flower branch.

Crows have been regarded as hoodoo since ancient times.

Nan Fusheng frowned and raised his eyebrows and stared at the crow, only to feel that the dark sky of clouds seemed to be soaked in his heart. He involuntarily clenched his fists, and suddenly had a passionate urge to immediately rush back to the ward to protect the sleeping Nan Zuisheng!

Just as he turned around and was about to rush back to the ward to protect Nan Zuisheng, a few cherry blossoms were knocked down by the rain, but for some reason, these pale pink cherry blossoms did not fall heavily with raindrops, but with a sudden spring breeze, gently fluttering in front of Nan Fusheng's eyes.

The soul of the girl who is still in a daze floats lonely in the air, and suddenly meets these petals of fragrant and elegant cherry blossom petals, and the south is drunk and can't hide the excitement of moving the illusory spirit, with the gentle and rainy spring breeze, stretching out the palm in the corridor to collect the petals, happily dancing in the fragrant air.

Nan Fusheng stared at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

As the gentle and rainy spring breeze faded away, I saw a few pale pink cherry blossom petals that were windless and automatic, stretching and rolling in mid-air.

"Drunk...... Bear? "Is that you?

Nan Fusheng was so nervous that his clenched fists were trembling slightly, and his gorgeous phoenix eyes stared at the petals fluttering in front of him without blinking.

The illusory spirit that was happily dancing with the cherry blossoms suddenly paused when he heard the words, and Nan Zuishen looked at the man in front of him in confusion, and when the other party called out his name in a low voice, a feeling of familiarity and familiarity rose from the depths of his soul.