If it's a little longer, I'm afraid I'll be drenched in soup. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Fortunately, when the rain started, he had already returned to the inn.

His luck has always been very bad, but for some reason, this time it was unprecedentedly better.

In fact, he doesn't care if it doesn't rain or not. However, it is best not to be drenched naturally. Thinking about it, no matter who was poured into the cold rain, he wouldn't be in a good mood.

However, although he was not drenched in soup at the moment, his mood still did not seem to be very good.

Or, for him as a person, there has always been no good or bad mood.

The rain was pouring outside.

As soon as Yang Xiaofeng returned to the inn, it rained. Or rather, when the rain started, he happened to be back in the inn.

For him, the timing of the rain was just right, and if it had been a minute earlier, he would have been drenched, and if it had been a minute late, he would have fallen asleep again.

If a person has already fallen asleep, I am afraid that he will not get up in the middle of the night to watch the rain.

So, this rain came just right.

He hadn't slept yet, and he was standing in front of the window watching the rain.

The rain was very rapid, and the raindrops the size of beans fell densely from the sky, as if God was venting its dissatisfaction to the world.

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly thought, could this rain also have a heart?

Immediately, he felt a little ridiculous, it was just a rain, how could he have a heart!

The only person in this world who has a heart is people. People have hearts, so people have affection.

Love is the sweetest, most inseparable, and most painful and torturous thing in the world.

What exactly is affection, a feeling between people.

When you meet the right person at the right time, then this emotion will blossom, and in the end, it will definitely bear a sweet and happy fruit. But what if you meet the wrong person at the right time?

If a relationship is a mistake from the beginning, what will be the end of the relationship?

It's just painful, it's painful. It was even more of a torture.

is like Lin Yuhan's affection for him.

Yang Xiaofeng knew very well Lin Yuhan's affection for him, but how could he accept it?

His heart has long been filled by someone, where is there room to accept someone else. There was no space in his heart, and he would never have the slightest possibility of accepting any other woman except Luo Qingxue.

Throughout his life, he will always have only one person in his heart, and Luo Qingxue will always be the only person in his heart.

Luo Qingxue is his wife, and she is the wife who has visited him and become a pro-wife. In his heart, this will never change because of anyone or anything. His engagement to her had been made many years ago in front of both parents.

But what about now?

Now, he and her have become enemies.

Moreover, in three days, she will be engaged to someone else.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaofeng's heart couldn't help but be extremely sour. Suddenly, he felt as if he was having some difficulty breathing, was that what it felt like to have palpitations?

The feeling had driven him crazy and suffocated him.

His heart ached suddenly. But wasn't his heart already broken?

It turns out that even if the heart is broken, it still hurts, and it hurts like tearing.

At this moment, an extremely strong hatred suddenly appeared in his heart.

He had never hated it so much.

He hates, he hates those who have hurt him.

In the past, he would try his best to choose to forgive, even if it was an enemy, he would choose to forgive.

However, in the end, what kind of ending did he get?

On the day of his and Luo Qingxue's wedding, his sister died tragically in his arms, and she, she will soon become someone else's fiancée.

What he had been clinging to before had all come to naught. The deepest concern in his heart, his dearest and beloved all left him.

He suddenly felt that he was a clown, and he had been being played with by fate.

He lived a sad and ironic life.

He himself was just a lowly wretched creature who was always trying to forgive others.

He forgave others, but who will forgive him. He spared the enemy, but who would let him go.

He sometimes even felt very confused, or confused, that he didn't know what he had done, so much so that others saw him as a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, and always wanted him to die.

He treats the world with kindness and forgiveness. But how did the world repay him?

All he got was cruel, cold ....... Perhaps, there were people who treated him sincerely, but now, someone has taken her away from him.

Isn't that unfair.

Actually, the world has always been fair. There is one of the fairest principles in the world:

A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood.

So, it was he who was wrong all along. It was he who had misunderstood the rules of survival in this world, but he was still resentful of others for not treating him with kindness.

From then on, he will change himself and change his attitude towards the world. He will make those who want to hurt him, who want to kill him, pay the price in blood.

He will have those who owe him a blood debt to pay all their debts to him with their own blood.

Ethereal peaks.

Luo Qingxue tossed and turned, she had already fallen asleep, but she was awakened by the sound of rain.

If a person who is not easy to fall asleep is awakened in the middle of the night, it will be difficult to fall asleep again.

Although she was still lying in bed, she no longer felt a trace of sleep.

Outside, the sound of rain was sad. Listening to the cold rain hitting the cold window, it seemed to be more like hitting her heart.

Whenever this happens, people's thoughts are always very strong.

Except for herself, perhaps no one knows why she agreed to marry Duanmu Xuan.

On the day she secretly entered her father's residence behind Xie Shan's back, she overheard all the conversations between Duanmu Jing and her father.

I'm afraid Duanmu Jing wouldn't have thought that when he coerced Luo Wenbin again, Luo Qingxue would hide outside the house.

From then on, she made a decision, she agreed to Duanmu Xuan's proposal. Moreover, she asked Duanmu Xuan to tell the world the news of her engagement to him, and everyone knew about it; she asked Duanmu Xuan to invite the martial arts heroes to gather at the Ethereal Peak, and she wanted to expose Duanmu Jing's hypocrisy in front of the whole world on that day, and she wanted everyone to know Duanmu Jing's conspiracy.

Perhaps, this decision will put her life on the line, but she doesn't care at all.

Even if she sacrificed her life, at least, she was worthy of him.

In this life, except for Yang Xiaofeng and her family, she won't care about anyone else. She didn't have that ability to care.

To put it bluntly, she is just an ordinary woman, she has the desires and dreams of an ordinary woman, she has what she pays attention to, and she is willing to pay any price for these.

Although it was late at night, Luo Qingxue no longer had a trace of sleep. After lying on her side for a while, she simply got out of bed, lit the lamp, put on her clothes, and then walked to the window, and after a little hesitation, finally opened the window.

Outside, the water was steaming.

The cold sky is as black as thick ink.

It stands to reason that although the rain was rapid, it would only stop after a short while, but for some reason, the rain had fallen for most of the night tonight.

At this moment, although the rain is much lighter, it does not seem to stop at all.

The night was quiet and the rain was quiet.

There was no wind in the rain tonight.

What about the wind?

At this moment, she remembered the wind again.

"Hehe......".

Thinking about it, she suddenly smiled, and laughed bitterly.

Because she found that this rain was also lonely, lonely as herself.

Yeyu no longer has the company of the wind, and she has long lost the wind that accompanies her - Yang Xiaofeng.

At this moment, she could no longer restrain her thoughts, and she thought of Yang Xiaofeng again. In fact, every time she dreams back at midnight, she always thinks of Yang Xiaofeng.

At this moment, is he okay?

Where is he at this moment?

At this moment, is he thinking about her as much as he thinks about him?

The drizzle is like a complaint, like silk. The sound of rain seemed to have drowned out all the thoughts and hatreds in the world.

"Wind ......".

Luo Qingxue once again whispered the name in her heart.

She wondered, across the thousands of miles of sky, could he sense her mind from afar?

Or, as he said, he would try to forget her?

The drizzle is like jade, and I don't know how long it has passed, but this rain is still falling, it has been falling.