When Lu Changan walked out of the hospital, he didn't know which family had died, and a cry of mourning resounded throughout the building.

It was overcast outside, and she glanced back, a dark cloud shrouded the hospital, and Hao Ran was a big monster that ate people.

The cool breeze with the rain swept on her pale face, turned around and threw the medical certificate in her hand into the trash, and walked forward without looking back.

That guy was lucky, she thought, at least someone was crying about him when he died.

No one will cry even if she is dead.

She betrayed her relatives for the sake of Yu Xibei, and her family didn't want her.

And she gambled everything, the man who has been with her for eight years, does not love her.

At the age of seventeen, she didn't want anything to go with him, and now at twenty-five, she has endured all the hardships with him.

Back then, he was nothing, and she accompanied him to do everything with him for wine and entertainment.

She thought that Yu Xibei had loved her, otherwise how could she almost kill the other party because of her partner teasing her a few words.

But no matter how deep the love is, it can't withstand time, and when a man has more money, his heart will be wild.

She was actually a little dazed when she sat in the car.

Brain cancer, she didn't study medicine, she didn't know what it was, but she heard the doctor say that it was a fatal thing.

Cancer, how can there be a death.

But she's only twenty-five years old, so why is she running out of time?

The sound of rain on her forehead slid down her cheeks.

She felt cold, like the cold wind outside the window blowing through the tightly closed glass into her bones.

But in fact, the glass is not airtight at all, and the heating in the car is very sufficient.

Suddenly, she remembered Yu Beibei's embrace, Yu Beibei eight years ago.

At that time, her father had just found out that they were together, and he was about to break her leg with a stick, so he wrapped her in his arms and didn't hurt her.

Her mother was crying while blocking her, and she was crying, not because it hurt, but because she knew that she was destined to be sorry for her parents.

Yu Xibei was already very tall at that time, and she knew that he was very good at fighting, but he never fought back with her father, just endured it.

After her father threw the stick angrily, he pulled her to kneel on the ground and said, "In this life, I will definitely not disappoint Lu Changan." ”

This sudden thought, surging and unexpected, had already called him before she knew it.

She tried to calm down, afraid that he would notice something, afraid that he would be anxious and distressed.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"What's wrong?"

The voice was hoarse and low, and it was hard not to think about it again.

She tried not to hear, and asked him casually, "It's raining, I'll make you soup, come back." ”

Yu Xibei noticed her strangeness, after all, they had known each other for twelve years, "What's wrong with you?" ”

She tried to tell him she was sick, but an "accidental" woman's gasp on the phone shut her up.

Why bother to be annoying, she looked at the roof of the car with wide eyes, tried her best to hold tears in her eyes, tried her best to make her voice normal, "Come back to dinner, I miss you." ”

Yu Xibei thought, today's Lu Changan is really strange, the curtains in the dim room are half drawn.

An extremely bright lightning bolt streaked across the night sky, and in front of his eyes, it "boomed" and smashed the cypress tree in the yard where the two of them were hugging.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters, life and death are fate.

Yu Xibei looked at the tall tree that fell under the charred black with some stunnedness, and felt a little palpitating for a while, should he go back and see that woman?

However, before he could answer, Zhao Yuan on one side leaned over with red wine in his mouth and blocked his mouth.

The warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms made him can't help but respond, and by the time he reacted, the phone had already hung up.

The heavy rain was like tears that could not be contained, crackling, getting heavier and heavier.

Lu Changan's fingers clenched white, "Come back, I really miss you, come back......"

As she spoke, tears rolled all over her face, and she had already hung up over there.

In the end, she still couldn't hold back, buried her face in the palm of her hand, and lay on the steering wheel in pain.

She wanted to see him, and she was already quiet, but the wild man still didn't want to go home.

He hadn't been home for a long time, but she really couldn't help it.

Yu Xibei, do you know that the person who loves you the most doesn't have much time left?

The woman was crying hoarsely in the car in the rain, but unfortunately the man couldn't hear it, he was busy with his new love, where did he have time to look at her.

There were a few knocks on the car window, and she looked up to see a long figure standing in the rain.

In an instant, her heart beat faster, and after wiping her face, she pushed the car door in a panic and the two pulled in.

She thought he was still thinking of her, as he had been in the pouring rain to look for her in the past.

But as soon as she opened the car door, her heart was cold again, and it was not the one she expected.

The handsome boy stood outside the car door and was uneasy, in his twenties, looking at Lu Changan, who was soaked in clothes beside him, his ears were red.

"I'm sorry, I, I just want to hitchhike......"

He sat in awkwardly, and was stunned before he finished speaking, because Lu Changan's face was really not good-looking, like a tearful porcelain doll.

He is a sports student, and he can't find a more suitable adjective, so he can only think of porcelain dolls.

A pale, fragile and sad porcelain doll.

She just stared at him blankly, but a different face was reflected in her mind.

Cold, mature, belonging to Yu Xibei's face.

Now she sees one side less, but even then he doesn't want to see her.

She thought about the affectionate man in a trance, but was interrupted by a low male voice.

"Do you eat sugar?"

The boy pinched a white rabbit toffee between his slender fingers, and looked at her with embarrassment.

"Not mine! I, my sister's, she always loves to cry, but when she eats a candy, she forgets anything that she is not happy about. ”

She paused for a moment and said thank you sullenly.

Feeling the soft fingertips rubbing against his fingers, the boy blushed unconsciously.

Yang Hexi felt as if his entire hand was burning, and the fire burned all the way to the tip of his heart.

"Where?" Lu Changan asked him vaguely with sugar in his mouth.

The boy hid his hands behind him as if he were hiding private money, and subconsciously asked, "What?" ”

After Lu Changan finished firing, he put his hand on the steering wheel and looked at him, "You don't want to take a ride?" Where is home? ”

Yang Hexi hurriedly responded a few times, "No. 41 of Qingping Palace." ”

After speaking, he secretly glanced at Lu Changan, who was reversing, "If you don't go by the way, forget it." ”

She gave the boy a warm look, "If you don't stop by the way, you will be thrown into the rain?" ”

Yang Hexi grabbed his hair, and the damp hair was messy and messy on his head, adding a bit of stupidity.

With a slightly stiff smile on his face, Lu Changan sighed and touched the child's head, "By the way, by the way." ”

The boy who was touched on the head smiled stupidly, and after a few oohs, he hurriedly turned his head to look at the heavy rain outside.

It's a bit like touching the place where the porcelain doll has just been touched, but it's a little embarrassed.