Wen Xien leaned his head against the wall, his fingers shaking his wine glass like jade.

Shen Yue took off her makeup, still wearing a costume, and he was also invited, Mrs. Qi often came to Liyuan to listen to the play, but her favorite thing to listen to was still Shen Yue's.

Even after three years, the story of Wen Xien and Shen Yue has not been forgotten, who doesn't know that the young master of the Liang family was kicked out of the Liang family for a show, and he didn't return to the Liang family in a year later, to put it bluntly, he had enough fun.

So when they saw Shen Yue, they couldn't help but look at Wen Xien, which caused a commotion, of course Shen Yue noticed the mockery and malicious eyes around him, but he didn't care very much.

He didn't like this kind of grand occasion either, and wanted to leave after chatting casually with Mrs. Qi, but when he turned around, he happened to bump into the waiter, and even if he hid quickly, the wine was spilled on his clothes.

The waiter bent down in a panic to apologize, and his eyes were red with fright.

After Shen Yue frowned slightly, he couldn't stand the wine stains on his clothes, his eyebrows jumped suddenly, he raised his eyes lightly, and collided with Wen Xien on his right.

The air seems to be starving.

Shen Yue's jawline is tight and smooth, and the curvature of the edges and corners outlines the sexiness of men.

Wen Xien looked at him lightly, while Shen Yue turned his head sideways to avoid her gaze, silently speaking of resistance and indifference.

In his memory, Shen Yue rarely looked at her, most of them turned their heads sideways to avoid them like now, and Wen Xien stared at him stupidly.

Wen Xien used to stupidly think that he was shy, so he dared to look him in the eyes, but now he just thinks it's funny.

There is nothing to be shy about, it is nothing more than suppressed irritability or forbearance disgust, afraid of being discovered by her.

Thinking about it this way, Shen Yue doesn't look at her, it's actually quite good.

Wen Xien put down the wine glass, and when he turned around, his eyes were red, and his eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of gloom.

Shen Yue couldn't help but raise his eyes to look again, but when he saw Wen Xien's back who was about to leave, his heart trembled suddenly, and he walked over quickly through the crowd, screaming in an unsteady voice.

"Liang Xien."

This cry attracted the attention of most people, who looked at the two people back and forth playfully, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

After calling Wen Xien's name, Shen Yue couldn't wait to bite his tongue off, and noticed that Wen Xien's gaze also fell, cold and unfamiliar. Shen Yue's back stiffened.

But when he couldn't help but raise his head cautiously, he found that Wen Xien had already turned around and was about to leave, his heart tightened, and he shouted again.

"Liang Xien!"

Wen Xien stopped, turned to look at him, and asked politely and detachedly.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?"

Shen Yue's heart suddenly cooled, he looked at Wen Xien's indifferent and puzzled appearance, and asked.

"You...... Do you remember me? ”

He just said the stupid things in his heart, mainly because Wen Xien's attitude towards him was too alienated and cold, like treating a stranger.

Obviously, they should be the closest people, and Shen Yue also knew that Wen Xien liked him and would not forget him, but Wen Xien's attitude made him unsure.

Wen Xien smiled, although he was smiling, but he didn't have any warmth, "Remember, Mr. Shen." ”

Who is Mr. Shen?

Shen Yue's mind buzzed, the blood all over his body became cold, and what woke him up was the mocking laughter and scolding of the people next to him.

These boys are not vulgar when they scold people, but they sound weird, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Shen Yue's almost blackened consciousness eased up, and he watched Wen Xien leave with a stunned gaze, and his heart seemed to be empty.

It was raining heavily outside, and Fan Xian didn't see Wen Xien's figure when he turned his head, he originally wanted to go home, but he didn't find anyone after looking for a long time in Qi Mansion.

Then there is only one possibility, this person went back first.

But the car is still parked outside! Wen Xien came with him.

Fan Xian's eyes were a little dark, he had been poured a lot of wine by Qi Lao Er before, which stimulated the irritability and violence that he had been imprinting in his heart.

The rain outside tended to get heavier and heavier, and Fan Xian drove with a gloomy face, looking around eagerly.

After a while, I saw the thin figure in the rain.

Quickly parked the car aside, the expensive shiny leather shoes stepped on the water stains on the ground, and Fan Xian hurried over with an umbrella.

Wen Xien walked in the rain, let the rain trickle, down the tips of his hair, tick and tick on the ground and cause water stains, some slid down the neck into the body, eyelashes stained with water droplets, blurring the vision, making people unable to see clearly.

"Sheehan!"

It was as if someone behind her was calling her name.

"Sheehan!"

The sound is getting clearer.

His shoulder was pinched by a broad palm, and Wen Xien couldn't move for a moment.

An umbrella was propped up overhead, blocking out the wind and rain outside.

The wrist was pinched tightly, the five fingers were tightened, and it hurt to pinch the bones.

"What are you crazy about! What are you doing running out alone in such a heavy rain?! Don't you fucking want to catch a cold again! ”

Fan Xian was very mixed when he was young, but the upbringing he received was first-class and good, and there were only a handful of swear words from childhood to adulthood, but his current rigorous and clean suit was already half wet, and the hair that had touched the hairspray in front of his forehead was brushed back, but now it was all wet by the rain, hanging down in front of his forehead, his expression was tight and dark, and his thin lips were tight.

The person in front of him was so thin, he raised his eyes, there were droplets of water hanging on his straight and thick eyelashes, I don't know if it was rain or tears, and the red at the end of his eyes exuded brilliance.

Pale to sickly thin skin with clear blood vessels.

Her eyes were so confused and pure, in contrast to the red at the end of her eyes.

"I didn't know how, so I walked out."

Don't know how?

How can you not know, isn't it because of that play?

It's been three years, Liang Xien!

Can't you just look at the people around you? Fan Xian standing behind you, can't you see it?

Dark and extreme thoughts fermented in jealousy and resentment, and he uneasily and eagerly clasped the back of Wen Xien's head, hugged in the rain, rubbed her hard, and his body seemed to be about to merge into one.

Wen Xien hissed in irritation, turned around a little and avoided it a little, frowning and resisting.

"Fan Xian, you let go, you hurt me."

Wen Xien smelled the strong smell of wine on Fan Xian's body, and in the rain, he also saw a faint flush on his fair face, and his eyes were also red.

Fan Xian didn't listen, only when Wen Xi'en's resistance was because he had just seen Shen Yue, he became more and more forceful.

The umbrella also fell to the ground during the struggle between the two people, causing a splash.

Wen Xien couldn't breathe smoothly when he was held by her, his arm was so tight, his wrist was sore and painful, and the heat made Wen Xien angry.

(End of chapter)