Chapter 150: Still Loving You

Qiao Shanxi shook twice unsteadily, and after a closer look, she saw that under a big black umbrella above her head, Jiang Haoxiang's glass-like eyes were looking at her, and his hands were still holding her shoulders and thin waist.

The rain was pouring down, and I could hear the sound of drums beating while hiding in a large black umbrella.

Qiao Shanxi's fear trembled, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had not yet dried.

The big hand on her waist suddenly exerted force, and Qiao Shanxi's whole person fell into Jiang Haoxiang's arms.

He held the umbrella in one hand and hugged her tightly with the other.

The thunder continued to rumble, and in the sky, and as if around them, lightning lit up the world from time to time, and it was almost dark.

This hug was something Qiao Shanxi-hee didn't expect, but it gave her enough courage and warmth.

She seemed to be greedy, and let Jiang Haoxiang hold it tightly, and the negative emotions of timidity, fear, etc. just now all disappeared, and all that could be heard at this moment was the beating sound of Jiang Haoxiang's chest and heart and the natural music played by the raindrops of beans.

Ye Dang sat in the driver's seat and waited, and the windshield wipers swept away the rain that fell on the front windshield over and over again.

I don't know how long this picture was still, but the rain slowly became smaller, and then finally stopped.

Qiao Shanxii noticed the fact that the rain was getting lighter for the first time, she quickly pushed Jiang Haoxiang away, turned around and started running, she wanted to go to the station to find a car to go back.

"Shanxiโ€”" Jiang Haoxiang trotted over.

Qiao Shanxii looked back, "I have a gift for you!" Jiang Haoxiang said.

Then, he pulled out two photos from his pocket: "This is for you!" โ€

Qiao Shanxi, who was in a hurry, suddenly stopped, she turned around and took the photo, only to find that the photo was a man and a woman, to be precise, a photo of two children.

"I still love you as much as I did when I was a kid, let's be together!"

On such a rainy night, in the dark cemetery, his expression was not very high-end, and his rhetoric was not so gorgeous, but he deeply moved Qiao Shanxi.

She needs warmth, she needs a hug, she needs someone to be there for her when she is alone and afraid.

She nodded slightly, and he trotted over excitedly, picking her up with one hand.

On that dark night, under the light of the car lights, a black umbrella, a man and a woman swirled in the air, laughing.

Ye Dang was sitting in the driver's seat, the wipers were still making a swishing sound, but he was fed a mouthful of dog food and almost choked to death.

Quietly watching the two of them spin and hug there, stopping for a long time. Ye Dang lowered his head and took out a photo in his hand, which was the girl he once liked.

If he had the chance to see her again, he would never miss her again.

The two people who returned to the car were soaking wet, and Qiao Shanxi-hee raised one hand to cover his mouth and sneezed loudly.

Jiang Haoxiang took out a bath towel from behind and carefully wiped her hair.

Qiao Shanxii raised his head under the care of his big hands, his hair was full of messiness, some cute and some playful.

In order not to let her catch a cold, Jiang Haoxiang took a suit jacket from the car that he didn't bring out of the car and draped it on her shoulders.

A warmth wrapped Qiao Shanxi-hee tightly.

Not far away, there was a bright light, and Ye Dang saw the words "inn" on the roof of the village, so he said: "Young master, a hotel, just in front, should we go over and stay for one night." โ€

Because, although he was wearing a suit, Qiao Shanxie still sneezed from time to time, and his young master was even more wet and sat in the back of the car, although the heating was turned on, it was not enough to dry the clothes they were wearing.

"Okay." After Jiang Haoxiang finished speaking, Qiao Shanxi raised a pair of sparkling eyes and looked through the glass.

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