After bypassing all the rain shelters in the park and looking at all the benches, An Yushuo was basically sure that Bai Qiuling had left.

That's right, no one is stupid enough to stay in a park on a rainy day, not even a gazebo or an advertising awning, not to mention seeing the café opposite when you come. Probably not, right?

An Yushuo finally breathed a sigh of relief and stabilized his heart a little. It seems that he has thought too much, he wiped the rain on his face, and smiled speechlessly, how many years have he not been watered, at most it has rained to the end. Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, he was getting more and more concerned about things related to Bai Qiuling.

But when he walked back and inadvertently passed by a flower bed, he was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning. The familiar white T-shirt, the familiar orange tracksuit, and the familiar blue jeans are not the Bai Qiuling in memory. A flat boat fluttered in the rain, thin and lonely.

An Yushuo sighed heavily, even if there are thousands of words, it doesn't matter.

Bai Qiuling spread out on the steps, leaning against the flower platform, shrinking in an attempt to reduce the invasion of rain. She had no strength to cry anymore, not at all.

The rain above his head suddenly stopped. Bai Qiuling raised his head inexplicably, An Yushuo's slightly helpless face was engraved in his tearful eyes, and he was stubbornly holding his coat on top of his head. Her head was buried lower, huddled into a small ball.

"Ah!!! What are you doing?! An Yushuo put his coat over her head and hugged her up. Bai Qiuling wanted to break free of him, but the long rain and crying made her resistance look very weak.

"Let's go home."

When Bai Qiuling heard this, her shoulders, which had just stopped trembling, gradually began to shake violently, and then she raised her head, her peach blossom eyes seemed to have been greatly wronged, she bit her lower lip tightly, her lips that had been frozen black were purple by her bite, she stared at An Yushuo tightly, and then seemed to spend all her strength and buried her head deep in An Yushuo's arms.

"You, how, know, say me, here." After a long time, An Yushuo heard Bai Qiuling choking while sobbing.

"We have a heart."

"Oh......" though she didn't believe it at all.

The rain was no longer so violent, and in the empty night, two lonely people, only a few street lamps barely gave a little comfort. There was not a single taxi passing by on the huge road, so An Yushuo had to stop in front of the nearest hotel. He plans to stay in the hotel, and in autumn, it is easy to catch a cold when the solar terms are exchanged, and if it rains for so long, the iron body will collapse.

"Hello, stay, two standard rooms."

"Sorry sir, there are a lot of people staying today, and now there is only one double room. Do you think it's okay? ”

Bai Qiuling's head buried in An Yushuo's arms was buried even deeper.

"Okay." None of them brought their ID cards, so they had to apply for an electronic ID card on Zhifu Bao to check in.

hugged Bai Qiuling to the door, took the card to open the room, and carried her to the bed. Turn on the air conditioner and confirm that there is no camera in the circle, "If you have the strength, change your clothes first, otherwise I will catch a cold, and I will go down." With that, he turned around and went out again.

The world suddenly fell silent, she was the only one left in the room, and the memories of the afternoon resurfaced, and the feeling of powerlessness came back to her.

******

In the afternoon, she went to meet Zhang Bodong with full hope, and when he handed the manuscript paper to Bai Qiuling, her world finally shone into a glimmer of light. But just a phone call apart directly shattered her sweet dream. Zhang Bodong went out to answer a phone call, and when he came back, he directly took away the manuscript and said sorry to Bai Qiuling, his wife had reached an agreement with the company.

Bai Qiuling begged him, and even promised to be willing to share the income from his album with Zhang Bodong, hoping that there would be a little room for redemption. But what she didn't know was that Qu Shanshan was a close friend of his wife, and when she got the news, she directly booked this song, and Zhang Bodong would never go against his wife's wishes for Bai Qiuling.

"But this song is inspired by mine!" Before Zhang Bodong left, he heard Bai Qiuling's words, and he turned his head to see that it was a girl with misty eyes and stubbornly biting her lip.

"To be exact, only that little part is your inspiration, and I'll swap out that melody." Zhang Bodong was expressionless and threw down the last straw that crushed the camel.

Bai Qiuling sat there sluggishly, her nails digging into her flesh, and only her trembling shoulders told of the past. Bai Qiuling didn't know how to get out of the café, like a numb wooden man, but the crystal that kept dripping from her eyes couldn't be stopped, she wiped it with her hands, and the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it. She wanted to hold back, but she couldn't.

Bai Qiuling wandered like a lonely ghost, and finally stopped at this empty park flower bed. When people are unlucky, even the heavens laugh at themselves, the clouds are thick, thunder and lightning are combined, the wind is howling, and the pedestrians are hurrying.

The adult world may collapse in just a moment.

These days' grievances, Zhang Bodong's repentance, and loneliness all emerged together. Everyone went home, but she didn't have a home anymore!

If there was anything else she had, maybe it was the little apartment where there was another person, maybe still waiting for herself to go back and cook for him. So she pulled out the person's prestige and made a voice call, but the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat. Again and again, phone calls became the only comfort in the storm.