The boy's eyebrows and eyes were dark.

Silently looking into the distance.

Something seems to be certain.

He's not coming.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of Feng Li's mouth, and the arc was fleeting, which was impossible to catch.

Tightening the black umbrella in his hand, he turned around indifferently and walked in another direction.

The heavy rain was still falling.

The rain did not show signs of abating.

"Click" fell to the ground, like ice that coldly chilled people's hearts.

Lin Family Mansion -

The dark room was oppressive and gloomy.

Curtains block out the faint light.

I don't want it to get in the way.

Lin Yan stroked the black hair on his forehead with one hand.

Finely crushed bangs that extend beyond the eye level.

The blood-red demon in his cold eyes smelted the evil spirit.

Hoarseness brewed in his throat.

Haoyu and Yunxiao stood beside him.

He looked anxious but didn't know what to do.

"Why did the old illness recur again!"

"I can't call Feng Shao now, he must still be in class now, what should I do!"

Lin Yan propped up the bed with his big hands, forced himself to stand up, and his body trembled violently and said:

"I still have to pick up Li from school..."

Haoyu was stunned, and hurriedly persuaded:

"Master, we know you care about the wind, but don't joke with your body!"

"Brother Haoyu said yes!"

Yunxiao looked eager and nodded.

The man on the bed suddenly sneered.

He picked up the fruit knife on the fine bedside table and stabbed it at the white wrist.

"Master! Stop! ”

Seeing this, Haoyu wanted to take back the fruit knife in his hand from CCB, but the action was too late.

"Puff~"

Blood red stained his arm.

The pain spread, but the man felt nothing, letting the blood slowly flow onto the sheets.

He casually tore a white towel to wrap the wound, got up and put on his dark black coat, his thin lips turned pale and bloodless.

The man went out without looking back.

Yunxiao wanted to catch up but was stopped by Haoyu.

"Yunxiao, let Ye go."

The latter looked up at him hesitantly, and Haoyu lost his usual flirtatious tone, and his title changed.

Looking at the young man in front of him with slightly red eyes, Yunxiao pulled the corners of his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Okay."

Lin Yan inserted the key into the black car, and the black luxury car sped away, thinking about the young man's charming face, even the curvature of the corners of his mouth was raised.

But no matter how strong the ability to endure is, the pain in the wrist is still a pain that cannot be ignored.

When I arrived at the school gate, there was no one left, the door was deserted, and looking at the scenery outside through the car window, blurry and bleak.

The smile on the corner of Lin Yan's mouth faded.

got out of the car, but he didn't even have an umbrella.

Scanned the surroundings, looking for the figure.

Over here... No, there... Nor did it.

Lin Yan took a decadent step back.

The heavy rain poured through his black hair, rendering his delicate half-blood features a little misty.

A few drops of water even rolled into the wound.

The pain numbed him.

Thinking that the teenager might just not come out.

Although this is very hopeless.

But he was willing to wait.

But all that can be waited for is despair.

The rain drenched his hair, his face, his coat, and his cold heart.

It's cold to the bone.

It was miserable.

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Li, sure enough, I still can't impress you.

The wound has long since ceased to be painful.

How can that compare to a heart disease?

The boy walked down a silent alley.

She looked back again.

What caught my eye was an empty and cold alley.

She couldn't see the other side of the school.

There are still people waiting for her.

It's just that she can't see it.

It is impossible to know.

Lin Yan didn't know how long he stood in the rain.

He has always been arrogant and indifferent...

That's what it looks like now.