"Shengsheng."

Zhao Yi's voice was a little helpless: "Chen Yu is sick, she is ...... in China"

"So, can't you promise me?"

Yu Sheng pushed his arms away, met his gaze, and asked as calmly as he could.

Zhao Yi pursed his lips and didn't speak.

The rain outside the car did not abate at all, and dark clouds were thick.

Yu Sheng stabilized his breath and asked, "Zhao Yi, what do you mean now?" ”

Zhao Yi stared at her for a long time, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he tried to persuade her: "Shengsheng, Chen Yu and I are just friends now, don't think about it." ”

"I don't accept my friend." Yu Sheng looked away and stopped looking at him: "In my worldview, after breaking up, you can't be friends." ”

Zhao Yi's eyes crossed a touch of complexity, and he slowed down his voice and said, "Shengsheng, is it okay to talk about things?" ”

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger churning in his chest, and said firmly: "If she was someone else, then I would never say anything more today, but she is Chenyu, and I can't pretend to turn a blind eye to this." ”

"Shengsheng."

Zhao Yi twisted his eyebrows, and his tone was a little heavy: "Don't you believe me?" ”

Yu Sheng stared at him and said slowly, "Zhao Yi, do you think I should believe it?" ”

The moment her voice fell, Zhao Yi's mobile phone rang suddenly.

Zhao Yi looked at the number displayed on the screen, hesitated, and turned off the phone screen.

He looked up at Yu Sheng again, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yu Sheng: "Why don't you answer?" It's a cliché. ”

Zhao Yi was dumbfounded.

The car was quiet.

A few seconds later, Yu Sheng tugged at his lower lip and asked again as if mockingly, "Are you going to rush to the hospital to find her again?" ”

Zhao Yi didn't answer directly, but persuaded gently: "Shengsheng, don't be so sensitive, she and I really won't have the kind of thing you think about happening." ”

Yu Sheng didn't answer immediately.

After a few moments, she opened the car door and left a message: "If you insist on going to her, then think about our relationship." ”

With that, she braved the rain and left.

Zhao Yi sat in the driver's seat, watching her slender back fade away, his hands holding the steering wheel bulging.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, smashing on the window glass with a muffled sound.

The phone rang again, and he eventually drove away.

When Yu Sheng returned home, he didn't go to the bathroom immediately, but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Zhao Yi's car until it disappeared.

She lowered her eyes to hide the wetness in her eyes, and then turned to leave.

When she took a bath, immersed in warm water, she closed her eyes and many images flashed through her mind.

From the time she and Zhao Yi realized to the present, scene by scene, like a movie, clear and clear.

It wasn't until her daughter's voice came from outside the bathroom that she pulled her back from her memory: "Mom, are you okay?" ”

Yu Sheng opened his eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then responded softly: "Mom will be fine soon, can you wait a few more minutes?" ”

"Good!" The voice of the small ball outside the bathroom was very crisp.

Yu Sheng couldn't help but smile lightly.

Then the thoughts in her heart were also re-established, and she paid a lot for this family.

She didn't want to give away everything she was doing.

What belongs to her, then it can only be hers.

The rain outside had no intention of stopping on this day.

After Yu Sheng put her daughter to sleep, she went to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee, and then she leaned lightly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly watching the scene of heavy rain outside.

The room was silent at the moment.

Yu Sheng waited until Zhao Yi came back, an hour later.