Before Luo Cheng returned to the Luo residence, it was still very early.He stared at the closed door of Luo Zhai in a daze, and suddenly felt a little timid.He knew that there was still a woman living here, a woman whom he married back home suddenly on a whim.

He leaned against the door, lit a cigarette, and the smoke filled his eyes as dark as midnight.

After smoking a cigarette, the sky suddenly began to drizzle, and he opened the door of the house.

Through the drizzle like fog, he saw a woman dozing off on a long wooden bench.She looked very tired, with unconcealable tiredness under the corners of her eyes, and the corners of her lips drooped slightly, as if she was having a nightmare.

The rain and mist formed a thin layer of light on her hair, along her crescent-like eyebrows, and reached her small nose. This woman was as quiet as an elf walking out of a painting, which made him unable to move away. line of sight.

The previous noise and hustle and bustle were calm because of her. He was about to hug her, but the woman opened her sleepy eyes at this moment.

Gong Si thought she was dreaming, and stared blankly at the face of the man in front of her.There is a faint smell of smoke on his body, and there is a vaguely feminine fragrance...

There were raindrops falling on her face, which was icy cold, until it reached her heart.

She took a step away, looked at the foggy and rainy world, and said in a hoarse voice: "The sky is not beautiful, as soon as you go home, it will rain."

I want to meet when I can't see him, and even when I want to see this man again, what kind of lines will make the atmosphere easier.All assumptions became meaningless, but she would rather he not come back, so that she still had something to look forward to, something to think about.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Los Angeles unconsciously lowered his voice: "Do you know that I'm going home, and show me a trick early in the morning? Let me guess, it's Secretary Li who gave it to you." Are you breathing?"

After speaking, he turned around and entered the room without looking back.

Gong Si stood in the rain in a daze, still unable to figure out why a man could always turn his head without looking back when he was heartless.

Los Angeles didn't even pay attention to whether she followed, or was worried about whether she would catch a cold.

Gong Si remembered what Tang Shaobai said to her.If the whole world abandons her, she should love herself more.She thought it made sense.

She walked back to the living room slowly, went into the bathroom and changed into a dry dress.

After leaving the bathroom, he saw Luo Cheng standing at the door smoking a cigarette.The smoke obscured his indifferent face and his rigid chin. The moment she came out, a smoke ring from Los Angeles suddenly spit on her face.

Gong Si frowned slightly, then hid in the bathroom, covered her mouth forcibly, endured the nausea, and did not retch.She didn't leave the bathroom until the turbulent breath in her body returned to calm, and she armed her facial expression.

Sitting on the sofa, Luo Cheng waved to Gong Si: "Gong reporter, come here!"

Gong Si hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.She had just stood in front of Luo Cheng, when Luo Cheng suddenly pulled her hard, and she was forced to sit on Luo Cheng's lap.Being too close to his face, the smell of smoke and woman's scent on his body made her turn pale, and the nausea surged into her chest again.

She struggled hard to get off Luo Cheng's thigh, ran out of the living room as if fleeing, and rushed into the rain.

The fresh air outside shook her spirits, and the feeling of vomiting just now was forced back one by one.

Her tolerance is too average, and there are some things that she can't pretend not to care about.Some things can never go back, and these things, is she still reluctant?

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