"Oh, oh, well, okay......" Cen Yun changed her shoes and took Cen Jia out.

Cen Jia was praying all the way, that person just had the same name as Yang Zimo, and definitely not the same person.

When I came to the door of the secondary vocational music classroom, the door was hidden, and there was a melodious singing sound from inside.

Cen Jia was eager to see that person, but when he walked to the door, he stopped timidly.

Until Cen Yun walked in, a childish and familiar voice came from inside.

"Cen Yun, you're here."

The door of the classroom opened from the inside, and a handsome figure appeared in the doorway.

Cen Jia looked at him in amazement, his ears gradually covered by the sound of rain, and the world began to become chaotic and noisy, as if he could no longer hear what they were talking about.

Cen Yun turned around with a smile, only to see Cen Jia standing there, as if he was stunned by Yang Zimo.

Cen Yun was startled, and the smile on her face faded a little: "Jiajia, you, what's wrong with you?"

Cen Jia came back to his senses and staggered his gaze: "I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, I, I'll go back first......

Cen Jia lost his temper so much that he couldn't pretend, and with a pale face, he ran into the rain.

It's really Yang Zimo.

It's not fake.

It's not a person with the same name and surname.

It's true, that last life...... Do they know each other, are they ...... Cen Jia didn't dare to think about it, but the scenes from her previous life were churning up in her mind, so that she didn't dare to think about it and face it.

Running out of school in one breath, Cen Jia unconsciously came to Baiou Park, sat on a bench by the lake, and let the rain hit his body, the bean-sized rainstorm hit his face, the pain was like punishing himself for his stupidity.

I don't know how long I stayed, Cen Jia was already shivering from the cold.

Cen Yun finally found her, Cen Yun came over in the rain, and her body was also wet.

"Jiajia, what's wrong with you!" In the heavy rain, Cen Yun questioned sharply, and when she wanted to hold Cen Jia with both hands, she was thrown away by Cen Jia.

Cen Jia's eyes were complicated: "Why! Why do you deceive me like this?"

Cen Yun was inexplicable: "What the hell are you talking about!"

Cen Jia slapped herself hard, and the severe pain made her sober up.

Yes, Cen Yun doesn't know at all now, that ridiculous truth, now she is the only one in this world who knows!

Cen Yun stepped forward worriedly and wanted to hold an umbrella for Cen Jia.

Cen Jia dodged suddenly, with an expression that no one was close to: "You go away!"

Cen Yun stopped helplessly.

Cen Jia looked at the unpretentious concern in her eyes, but her heart was dripping blood.

If her marriage in the previous life was a scam, what are Yang Zimo and Cen Yun trying to do!

Isn't it good for the two of them to be straight together?

Obviously, Cen Yun had a good life in her last life, and her life after marriage was not as good as Cen Jia, and Yang Zimo gave up Cen Yun and married Cen Jia.

She Cen Jia has no money and no power, and she doesn't even have relatives to rely on.

Cen Yun has at least one job as a worker, and she doesn't have to help raise her younger brother.

Why did Yang Zimo do this!

Cen Jia's eyes changed, and he just stood in the rain and looked directly at Cen Yun.

Yang Zimo is not an honor student, but he is a secondary vocational student like Cen Yun, so how did he become a teacher in Wanzhou Middle School in his last life? !

Everything was like a cloud of mist enveloping Cen Jia, making her feel like she was falling into an ice cave.

Her marriage, as well as her mother's death, are like being controlled by a pair of big hands behind her back.

I just want to go back to ninety