Chapter 42 Ji Yan, is it you?
Wei Yangyang's small figure sat curled up in the car, shivering with cold, obviously he had turned on the air conditioning in the carriage to the highest temperature, but he was still shivering with cold.
She looked out the window hopelessly, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a cold sneer crossed her heart.
Isn't Ji Yan coming?
Is he really reluctant to come?
This is a place that was once filled with their countless memories...... They once released the white doves and made the oath in this crowded square, and the man had already forgotten about it, didn't he care?
Scold...... At that time, there were thousands of witnesses to them......
didn't expect that a pair of beautiful people who were once blessed by everyone on the street would now end up in such an embarrassing scene.
Proud as she is, but she also restrained the light and scorching in front of him, but he, even a chance to explain, is not willing to give her a chance?
Wei Yangyang firmly grasped the gift box in his hand, which carried too many feelings in the past six years.
She didn't want to say it too explicitly, so what she showed to Ji Yan was less than one ten-thousandth compared to the fiery feelings in her heart.
And she's ...... now It's just that she wants to give him this gift that she planned to give him six years ago, along with her affectionate heart.
Does he really not want it? Does he really, everything don't care?
Even her, doesn't he want it?
In the past, they made a wish together in the wishing fountain, and they will never be separated in this life and this life...... Is he going to abandon her now?
No! No, it won't!
Wei Yangyang stubbornly refused to believe it, stubbornly stuck to the thoughts in her heart, she must wait until he comes!
Even if the rain curtain is getting denser and denser, Wei Yangyang also knows that the hope is getting slimmer and slimmer......
The past is sparse, flooded with heart, Wei Yangyang couldn't restrain the surging feelings in his heart, and rushed out of the car regardless of it, in the middle of the once most prosperous square, in the wishing pool full of coins, she ignored the coldness of the rain, stood straight aside, without an umbrella, just stood aside, waiting, and continuing.
Her thin shoulders were washed by the rain, and she was so thin that she seemed to be drenched if the rain was a little stronger, but a small face looked ahead, without hesitation, and would never admit defeat!
She gritted her teeth fiercely, and her hands clenched into fists.
He...... Will definitely come.
Zhang Zilu came back from the office after working overtime, and it was close to the early hours of the morning.
He looked at the rain outside, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.
He doesn't like rainy days, especially the autumn rain in Anseong, which is endless, dragging and dull, and the air seems to have a musty and damp smell, which makes people's mood turn cloudy.
His slender fingertips steadily put the empty direction, even if he was a little unhappy, but in this thunderous and rainy day, he drove forward, still unflustered and calm.
Just like his whole person, he is as resolute as a rock, as calm as a cloud between mountains, deep and unpredictable.
Listening to the sound of the pouring rain falling to the ground, he felt a trace of unhappiness in his heart, and just wanted to hurry back to the apartment, but at the moment when he passed the square and waited for the green light, it was only a slight deviation in his vision, vaguely...... Like seeing a familiar figure?
Slender and straight, slim, although thin, but tenacious.
Is that......
Zhang Zilu's heart sank, he hurriedly stopped the car, shook the wipers, and glanced at it exactly, until he identified the person, and a majestic mountain rose between the sword eyebrows.
Is it Wei Yangyang?
It's raining so hard outside, why is she standing there alone?
Don't think about it, Zhang Zilu pulled an umbrella and got out of the car, he was strict and clean, and he didn't care about the splashing rain wetting his trousers that were perfectly cut at the hem of his trousers, and walked forward quickly to support Wei Yangyang, who was already crumbling.
Most of her body was unstable, and she drifted into Zhang Zilu's arms, and he realized that this little woman was so thin.
But it's so stubborn!
He frowned, holding her with one hand, holding an umbrella for her with the other, and holding an umbrella for her with the other, his voice was low and forbearing, "Luyang, why are you here alone?" ”
Wei Yangyang raised a small face a little weakly, she saw a familiar face vaguely, and subconsciously reached out to touch it, but this hand had just been stretched out, but she was a little powerless.
Head...... It's dizzy.
"Ji Yan...... Is that you? ”
The teeth that had been clenched seemed to have slackened a little, and with trust in this warm, powerful and strong embrace, she collapsed into his arms.
Grabbed his strong arm, as if he had used the last of his strength to ask.
Ji Yan ...... Is that you?
You ended up coming...... You're still reluctant to give up on me, aren't you?
Wei Yangyang was vague, only felt that his mind was getting more and more dizzy, and slowly closed his eyes, but there was still a shallow smile on his face.
It's the kind of smile that is reassuring, comfortable, and relaxed.
Zhang Zilu's brows knotted when he heard this.
She stood here and waited so carelessly, even if it was raining so heavily outside, was it just to wait for Ji Yan?
Wait for that, the man who lost her six years ago, and will continue to torture her six years later!?
Zhang Zilu looked at the little man who was so weak and paralyzed in his arms, shook his head heavily, and deeply felt worthless for Wei Yangyang, but the corners of his lips were tense, but he could only smile bitterly.
For the first time, she clung to herself so hard, as if she had won a treasure...... I still think of myself as that man.
Zhang Zilu felt a cold bitterness rise in his heart, and he smiled speechlessly, but he just picked her up and walked to the car after she was unconscious.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
He had been holding the umbrella firmly above her head, so that she would not get wet in the slightest. And his shoulders, suit, and hair were all drenched in embarrassment.
He seemed to be unaware of it, and he seemed to be willing to eat.
"Boom", a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the sky, and Wei Yangyang, who had already passed out in a coma, instinctively trembled again, scared like a frightened rabbit.
Zhang Zilu bent the corners of his lips and smiled dumbly.
It's been so long, and I'm still afraid of thunder.
Sure enough, no matter how strong the appearance is, it's just a set of disguises.
Wei Yangyang is actually the little woman who is afraid of thunder, snakes, and the dark.
How he wanted to protect her and guard her all the time like he did now.
But......
He seems to have a name for a while, in that play called love.
But I feel that as long as I can watch her live well, as long as I can see her happy, it is enough.
Who let him, he is so obsessed with loving her.
But Zhang Zilu also knows that Wei Yangyang is not doing well now.
His empty hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were even darker and colder.