There are often showers in Shenyang in March, and at this moment, at the end of the season, I can only sigh silently when I look at the sudden heavy rain downstairs in the company.

"Didn't Xiao Mo bring an umbrella?"

"Hmm."

"Would you like to take you to the subway station?"

"Thanks, no need." Ji Mo smiled and rejected his colleague's proposal, such a shower should end soon.

The rain accumulated into puddles on the ground, making ripples in circles, and I couldn't help but play with my heart, stepping on the puddles, doing things that were completely inconsistent with the 28-year-old, and letting the rain hit my body.

Until a pair of men's black leather shoes appeared in front of him and the rain suddenly stopped overhead, looking up was Tang Jingqing's handsome face that suddenly appeared.

Probably the natural advantage of good-looking men, that moment - made the heart that had been calm for many years at the end of the season waver, although it was very light.

"Why are you here?"

"Yesterday there was no rain forecast, so I guess you probably won't bring an umbrella, so you happened to be passing by after running errands nearby." This time it was really on the way, and he thanked the heavy rain for giving him another reason to see her.

“…… Thank you, this rain should stop soon. "So, she's good alone.

"It's just a drop-by, I can't park my car on the side of the road for too long."

"No, you should still have a party at night, I won't delay you."

"I don't have it today, let's go." I don't know when it started, he would rather work overtime alone until midnight than participate in tiring entertainment.

“……”

"If you don't leave, the car will really be put on a list."

At the end of the season, sometimes I think I really can't beat him, right? Every time, he will lead him by the nose.

It's only a few steps from the company to the car, and because I can't hug her, I carefully tilt the umbrella to her completely ignoring her wet body.

"I'm sorry for you."

"Just go back? Still is...... Got somewhere you want to go? Tang Jingqing asked meaningfully, and after a moment of silence at the end of the season, he shook his head.

There are places you want to go, but there are also places you dare not go.

Tang Jingqing didn't ask any more questions, and drove her home smoothly.

……

Later, Yun Sheng knocked on her recent life when she accompanied Ji Mo to dinner, which didn't seem to be as serious as they thought. Without being sure whether Bai Wei was really a potential threat as Tang Jingqing said, Yun Sheng would not interfere with her friendship, and the world at the end of the season was small enough.

But Tang Jingqing was still not at ease, although he didn't seem to have any problems with Bai Wei's information, he was very uneasy for some reason.

He couldn't say anything to Ji Mo, that was only to Bai Wei.

Tang Jingqing deliberately went to Bai Wei's part-time dance studio, at the moment she is teaching a group of children to dance ballet, which is very beautiful in terms of the sense of picture alone.

"One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight, two-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight, Lele's hand is elevated, pay attention to the chest."

Picking a hidden position, Tang Jingqing watched Bai Wei take class seriously, with a very sweet smile, beautiful appearance, beautiful voice, good figure, and outstanding temperament.

No matter how you look at it, she is a charming woman.

Dance studios are open to the public without affecting classes. And although Tang Jingqing appeared low-key, Bai Wei still noticed him quickly, and his heartbeat accelerated instantly.

What does it mean that the man she thought would take some time to get close to took the initiative to find her?

She kept telling herself that this was a good time to express herself, and she must seize the opportunity.

"Okay, that's the end of today's class, see you next time, children."

Finally came to the end of class, Bai Wei was sweating all over her nervous body, and she was not sure of the purpose of Tang Jingqing's coming, so she didn't take the initiative to talk to her.

"Hello, Miss Bai." When his tall and straight figure stood in front of her, Bai Wei found that she had only reached the position of his chest, and the glass around her reflected her small birds.

"Tang, Mr. Tang, hello, today, yes, did you come to find me?" It's hard to try to be as calm as possible.

"Let's have some time to talk."

"Hmmm......"

Tang Jingqing's body leaned on the bar casually, holding his chest with both hands, and the simple movements did not reduce his momentum in the slightest.

"Do you like to dance?"

"Huh? Hi, like. Bai Wei didn't expect Tang Jingqing to ask this.

"Yes." Xiao Mo likes it too, right? It's a pity that he hasn't seen it a few times, but looking at Bai Wei's expression in class before, he can't help but think what if she can still dance now?

"Mr. Tang, you ...... Got something on your mind? ”

"How does it feel to be friends with Moe?"

"Pretty good, pretty good! Mr. Ji is a very good ballet dancer, there is a lot to learn, and he has taught me a lot. "Although I am not reconciled, after separating from the end of the season last time, Bai Wei's attempt to follow the training method at the end of the season is indeed very useful.

"It's better to stay away from her, if you need a good ballet teacher, I can help you." Tang Jingqing handed Bai Wei a business card.

He wouldn't use unreasonable means to force Bai Wei to restrict her from approaching the end of the season, but he really didn't want her to bother the end of the season all day long.

"Why?" Did she do something wrong? Tang Siyuan wanted her to approach the end of the season, and the only thing she could think of was ballet as an excuse.

"You don't have to know." In fact, Tang Jingqing was too scared, afraid that any possibility that might touch her wounds, and every "possibility" would create a terrible butterfly effect, so all her efforts would be in vain.

"But ......" is not close to the end of the season, how can it appear in front of Tang Jingqing?

"Thank you, Miss Bai." Tang Jingqing seemed to be gentle but had an irresistible majesty, which made Bai Wei feel embarrassed, as if she was laughing at her inadequacy!

Tang Jingqing's appearance was to kindly "warn" her to stay away from the end of the season!

Since he couldn't see her existence at all in his eyes, why did he look at her with such affectionate eyes in front of him, making her delusional!

Where the hell is she not like the end of the season.

After Tang Jingqing left the dance studio, he looked up at the gray sky, it was really a terrible weather today.

……

Since Ling Mobai's departure that year, the Ling family has established a charitable fund in his name to help young painters build a platform for their display. After several years of hard work, a group of quite powerful painters were discovered.

Therefore, every year in March, the Charity Foundation will hold an exhibition of giving back paintings, and this year's theme is "New Life".

At the end of the season, I came to the exhibition early in the morning, but I never had the courage to step into it from morning to night, and such a scene was staged every year.

It was also the place where Tang Jingqing hinted at whether she planned to come or not.

"Dear audience friends, we will officially close at 22:00 in the evening, and ticket sales will stop from 21:00."

The radio sounded, reminding the museum that today was the last day of the exhibition, and if she missed today, it would mean that she missed it again this year.

"Wow, it's great, it's not fun to watch."

"Yes, especially Mo's "First Encounter" is so beautiful, he should have painted the old city of Shenyang, right?"

The discussion of passers-by reached the ears at the end of the season, is "First Encounter" the painting in her memory?

I mustered up the courage to buy tickets to enter the exhibition like a wandering spirit, most of them were the works of new artists, and when she walked to the deepest part of the exhibition, the huge "First Encounter" appeared in front of her.

Just one glance was enough for her to burst into tears.

Like a madman, she sat alone in front of the painting, ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by.

She collapsed from the heart-wrenching thoughts and torture, Ling Mobai was too important to her!

Since entering Tang Siyuan's sight at the end of the season, most of the time he has been calm and calm, with a warm smile but keeping a distance from others.

I've never seen anything so real and vivid as it is now. Not a doll with a mask, but a flesh-and-blood person who has gone through vicissitudes.

"Why are you so sad?"

"......" seems to be completely unable to hear outside sounds, and the end of the season is only in his own world.

Tang Siyuan had investigated her, of course he knew about Ling Mobai's existence, and he had never really approached her, thinking that she had completely let go of the past as she had shown.

But now it seems that this is not the case, that man is the one who is deeply rooted in her blood.

"Dear audience and friends, there are still 15 minutes left before closing, please leave the venue in an orderly manner."

"It's time to go."

"......" knew at the end of the season that it was time for her to end, but her whole body seemed to be drained of strength.

"I'll take you away." Tang Siyuan walked to the end of the season and squatted down to look at her, the pity in his eyes was not acting, and he felt sorry for her forbearance.

At the end of the "......" season, it seems to be caught in an invisible whirlpool, but it can only keep struggling.

Tang Siyuan picked her up horizontally regardless of her wishes, she didn't struggle or forgot to struggle.

Originally, he planned to send her home, but seeing her holding her head in her hands and constantly pulling her hair seemed to be quite painful, he was not at ease and immediately turned around and went back to his private apartment.

"Go home." At the end of the season, he knew that depression was at work, and the only consciousness left was that this was not the direction to go home.

"What?" Her voice was too soft, and Tang Siyuan didn't hear it clearly.

"I said I wanted to go home."

"No, I'm not worried about you."

"I said I wanted to go home!" They are not who and whom, but they are only a few sides, so why bother!

"If you don't want to die, sit down for me." Tang Siyuan stepped on the accelerator and picked up the pace, and if there was any more struggle at the end of the season, it could really be dangerous.

Semi-forcibly carried her to his own home, but his worries were just a burden for the end of the season.

"Why are you doing that?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to give you a place to cry as much as you want?"

"......" Tang Siyuan's reason directly broke through the defense line in her heart.

"So stay."

He guessed that he hadn't eaten anything at the end of the season, so he went to the kitchen to cook noodles. But what the hell is he doing? Today is just a little business with the museum, and I didn't expect to meet the end of the season here. Now it's good, not only did I pick people up, but I also washed my hands and made soup.