Xia Xingchen squatted down with her thin body in her arms, trembling, she believed that he would come back, and his brother would definitely see her.

The rain hit her like a sharp knife carving.

A black sedan drove slowly, with a black stretched Lincoln in the middle, followed by a black sedan escort.

"Brother, it's brother!" Xia Xingchen got up to stop the black car, ran to the back door of the Lincoln car and banged on the window, shouting loudly, "Brother!" Brother! I've got something for you! Brother... Brother..."As soon as she opened her mouth, the rain ran into her mouth, and the taste was astringent.

The indifferent man in the window glass was unmoved, and his thin lips lightly opened, "Drive." ”

The driver was a little embarrassed, "Young master... This..."

Mo Han looked back at him, "Young Master, this is your choice..."

"Mo Han!" The man raised his tone and called out his name sternly, with a hidden anger, and after a pause, he lowered his tone, "I know... Drive! ”

"Yes, young master." The driver respectfully replied and started the car again.

"Brother... Brother..."Xia Xingchen saw the car start again, running and banging on the window, the car drove faster and faster, she also ran faster and faster, a stumble, when the car was about to drive into the black iron gate, she fell straight down, the rain washed the road with stones, stabbing her skin painfully, she fell in the rain and cried, "Brother... Brother... Are you really ignoring the stars... Brother..."

After hearing this, the man said coldly, "Stop!" ”

The bright light of the crystal chandelier reflects the surroundings, the large floor-to-ceiling windows are hung with dark green curtains, the marble paved floor is glowing, and the cold bedroom is a cold color, leading to the study next door, and the oppressive tones always give the stars a breathless feeling.

Xingchen stood in the cold bedroom soaking wet, shivering slightly.

Leng Yan picked up the clothes sent by Fang's mother and threw them beside her, pointing to the open door of the bathroom, "Go take a bath." ”

"Brother, I'm here to beg your mother, I don't have to take a bath. You don't have to worry, just a little bit of rain. I don't catch a cold, I'm not cold. Xia Xingchen raised his eyes to look at him, and his voice was as soft as a marshmallow.

Leng Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, took out a cigarette and glanced at her lightly, "Do you think we are still the same as before?" I don't care about you anymore! I just don't want to talk to dirty people. ”

Xia Xingchen's eyes were filled with sadness, it turned out that it was just like this... Her eyes lowered, "I see... But I can go back to my room and wash..."

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at her coldly, "Are you going or not?" ”

Xia Xingchen held back the hot tears in his eyes, before... How could he ever be so cold to her? She silently picked up the clothes on the floor and slowly walked into the bathroom.

Listening to the low sobbing sound of the bathroom shower, she always likes to cry from the first time I see her... Thinking of the past, he lit the cigarette in his hand and spit out a wisp of smoke lightly, the smoke enveloped him, he looked out the window lightly, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Xia Xingchen washed for nearly twenty minutes, she threw the changed clothes into the laundry basket, the clothes she changed should have been taken by Fang's mother from her room, because she went to buy them with her classmates two weeks ago, it was a white plaid shirt with a star pattern and a light blue skirt.

Walking out of the bathroom, there were already two more cigarette butts in the crystal ashtray next to Leng Yan, and she said softly, "Brother, smoking is not good!" ”

Seeing her come out, he put out the unfinished cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, and said lightly, "What's the matter with me?" ”