Twenty years, like the blooming red plums in her childhood, made her overjoyed.

The picture in her mind changed suddenly, the man who could save her money to buy a hair ring, the man who accompanied her every day for the first twenty-seven years, has now become someone else's fiancé.

It's like two paintings, one, he's young, and the other, he's young and promising.

In the front, it is An He, who belongs to her Su Wanniang, and in the back, it is Mr. An who belongs to other women.

The melody of ten years gradually pulled towards the end of the song, the music suddenly changed, and an English song sounded, which made her steps slammed, until the song suddenly jumped into her ears, and she suddenly realized that it was Christmas Eve.

The streets are almost in pairs, everyone has a smile on their faces, and almost every girl can be seen smiling and holding an apple that represents peace, and the bird is snuggled in her boyfriend's arms.

Su Wanniang's overly formal dress looked a little out of place on this street, under the thick down jacket, was a delicate knee-length evening dress, revealing her slender and shaped calves, and the ten-centimeter high heels stepped all the way, which had made her soles almost lose her senses, and the light makeup on her face also covered her distraction just now.

The cold water sprayed on her face, and the cold made her shiver, and below the knee, it was almost so cold that she didn't feel anything.

"Rainy Christmas Eve~" Su Wanniang raised her hand to catch the rain in a daze, and the couple who hurriedly avoided the rain hurriedly quickened their pace and passed past her, probably because they were worried that they would get wet from the rain if they were slow, someone unintentionally hit her hard, and the clutch bag in her hand was thrown out like this.

The man turned around and said sorry and hurriedly continued to hurry, Su Wanniang turned around and walked towards the bag that fell on the ground, the white bag, to the extent that it could be seen by the naked eye, lay dirty on the side of a pile of garbage, Su Wanniang's hand stopped less than two centimeters away from the bag.

Winter in the south is still a season of abundant rain, and the winter rain that came suddenly poured down.

Looking at the pedestrians in a hurry, looking at the lovers who were smiling happily because of this shower, Su Wanniang's heart had an indescribable amazement.

She sighed, letting the rain hit her body and face, pressing the hem of her clothes with one hand to keep them from dragging to the ground, and the other hand continued to reach forward and touch the bag to pick it up.

Is it okay to rain?

Do you like rainy days?

When she was a student, Su Wanniang didn't like it, and even hated rainy days.

Because, on a rainy day, her shoes and clothes will be wet, which means that she will not have enough change of clothes to do.

However, now, Su Wanniang suddenly likes rainy days.

Because, a rainy day can cover her tears, and the rain hits her face, and no one can tell whether the water on her face is rain or tears except herself.

"Manager Su!" When Su Luo came back from the construction site and passed by the student street, he saw a woman bending over to pick up things from a distance, he walked over with an umbrella, looked at it fixedly, and was a little surprised, "Manager Su, it's raining so hard, why don't you hide?" ”

As he spoke, Su Luo subconsciously held the umbrella above the woman, and he watched the woman's movements as if she was immobilized, frowning slightly worriedly.

The sound of the bean-sized rain hitting the umbrella made Su Wanniang come back to her senses, she picked up her handbag, raised her eyes and glanced at the umbrella above her head, it was a black umbrella that could not be soiled anymore, but the umbrella was big enough to cover her, even if she bent over, she couldn't let the rain hit her.

Straightening up, Su Wanniang looked at the owner of the umbrella, and what caught her eyes was the face of a completely strange man.

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