At this moment, Zhao Mengyao couldn't help but think of Li Yinglong. I think of the haste and drama of the first meeting, and the tenderness and pampering when we get along later......

And finally, the merciless lore order.

Zhao Mengyao couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She has always been an ordinary ordinary person, and she is too far away from this kind of world of fighting and killing. Although he knew that Li Yinglong was not engaged in an ordinary job, Li Yinglong rarely showed the temperament of the dark world in front of her, so Zhao Mengyao deliberately ignored his danger.

Therefore, even if she heard the news that Li Yinglong was going to kill her, Zhao Mengyao still didn't have any real feelings.

After the initial panic and fear, now I have calmed down.

Zhao Mengyao raised her left wrist and looked at the winding and hideous scratches on it. She used to want to die and tried to kill herself, so she was not so repulsive to death.

It's just that...... It was Li Yinglong who wanted to kill her, which made it difficult for her to accept it for a while.

Syllable.

A crystal clear raindrop fell on the ginkgo biloba leaf in Zhao Mengyao's hand, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Mengyao raised her head and looked at the sky. The face is wet, is it tear stains, or is it rain?

The first thing you notice is the small pink flowers.

Zhao Mengyao shook her head, and saw a small pink girl-style flower umbrella appear on her head. There was the sound of the raging rain in her ears, and her whole body was drenched by the sudden rainstorm, her hair was also wet and sticky to her scalp, and she didn't know if the makeup on her face had been spent.

Those cosmetics are so expensive, they should all be waterproof.

Either way, she must be looking embarrassed now.

Zhao Mengyao, who was so embarrassed, suddenly met her first love after many years.

Holding the handle of the pink umbrella is a hand with slender knuckles, a pale cyan tendon on the arm, and a healthy wheat complexion. The little finger had a black tail ring on it, which was also wet by the rain at this time, glowing with an inorganic cold light.

Looking forward along the arm, there was a smiling face.

The facial features are evil and wanton, the eye sockets are deep, and the pupils are the deepest and deepest black, but there are faint dark circles under the eyes, which weakens the aura around him a lot and adds some haggard color. The corners of his lips were casually raised, and although he was laughing, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. Maybe I'm just used to smiling on my face, but I'm not really happy.

He really hasn't changed at all.

Zhao Mengyao thought.

"Yo, beauty, what's the matter, broken love?" The boy spoke in a slightly hoarse, aggressive voice.

It was obvious that this person did not recognize Zhao Mengyao.

This is also normal.

Because Zhao Mengyao and he were junior high school classmates.

His name is Chu Yifan, and he has been a proper delinquent boy since junior high school, but under his grinning, rude and irritable appearance, he is a gentle and kind heart.

Zhao Mengyao was sitting behind him at that time, and this unserious guy often told her yellow jokes. Zhao Mengyao would always blush and roll up the English book and hammer him. Chu Yifan always dodged easily, and then hugged his stomach and laughed.

He was already very good-looking when he was in junior high school, and even more so when he laughed, it was as if the whole world instantly brightened up in front of your eyes. The girl who has a crush on Chu Yifan can probably line up all the way from the class gate to the school gate. This guy is also worthy of his playboy appearance, and his girlfriends have changed one after another.

Zhao Mengyao also has a crush on him. But never dare to say it, because the gap between them is so big.