exclusive marriage

Chapter 53

"It's raining." Zuo Cheng walked to the window, looked at the rain, and murmured in a deep voice.

"Yeah, it's going to go down as soon as it is said, there is no sign at all, and a lot of people are going to be drenched."

"She didn't bring an umbrella." It's not like Zuo Cheng, so disappointed.

A very soft sentence, dreamlike, so unreal, when Guan Yu raised his head, there were no clues left, Zuocheng was still the same Zuocheng, a world of one person, a cold world.

Listen carefully, only the sound of rain.

She didn't bring an umbrella... who didn't bring an umbrella?Probably hallucinations.Guan Yu smiled wryly, is this considered self-deception?

The rain in June is unhurried but turbulent. The raindrops condensed in front of the window, whose eyes have entered and whose heart has been chilled.

He looked at Yu, she looked at him, each other seemed to be stubborn, neither of them would look away first.At this moment, she actually longed that she, as the raindrop falling on the window sill, would at least enter his eyes for a moment.

tick tock...

The rain fell for a while, and it was as long as the whole early summer.

"It's time to start."

I don't know whose words broke Guan Yu's stalemate, but it still didn't disturb Zuo Cheng's indifference. He still watched and watched.

Where the hell is he looking?What are you looking at?She came closer and said, "It's about to start."

Zuo Cheng didn't respond, not even the usual perfunctory.

Where are you looking?what are you looking?

What was reflected in those deep black eyes?Majestic heavy rain?Thin girl?Stubborn figure?A black skirt stained with mud?Or that face that is always indifferent and unfeeling?What exactly is the foil?His eyes are clear.

Downstairs, a taxi whized by, Jiang Xiachu's lips turned white, and upstairs, Zuo Cheng frowned.

Zensheng was so clear that he could even see her trembling clearly.

"Zuocheng." Guan Yu called out, she seldom called him by his name like this, but she liked to call him like this very much.

She approached, one step away from the window, the director outside the studio seemed anxious, frequently gesticulating with Guan Yu.Stopping, only seeing the floor opposite the window, she called again: "Zuocheng."

If Guan Yu didn't stop at this moment, if she saw what he saw, wouldn't the game end?It's just that this scene has no script and cannot be predicted.

Zuo Cheng didn't notice Guan Yu's repetition, he just remembered repeating his mixed feelings: It must be very cold...

The weather in June is slightly cool, and the rain in June is icy.Zuo Cheng couldn't ignore it, turned around, raised his steps, missed Guan Yu, and passed the glass door of the studio.

Just like that, Zuo Cheng left, brushing Guan Yu's shoulder, but he didn't see him for a moment.

Is it too late?Just say: I'm leaving.

It was suddenly so cold, Guan Yu put his arms around his shoulders.

The spring rain has fallen, the 'Northern Wind' has gone, there is a lot of noise outside the studio, and there is dead silence in the studio.

Guan Yu felt a little dazed, as if unreal, and even forgot to look back, only hearing the director's broken thoughts: "Guan Yu, what happened? Why did President Zuo leave?"

For the first time, Guan Yu felt that Master Tai's voice was extremely harsh.

"Yeah, he's gone."

In fact, Guan Yu didn't know what she was talking about, he just looked at the place Zuo Cheng had seen just now.

The director was flustered and didn't dare to ask the people who had left, so he harassed the people who were still there: "What's the matter with you? When did the quarrel fail? What about the interview at this critical moment? What about the live broadcast?"

She smiled: "It would be fine if we quarreled."

If that person is unwilling, even if he talks to her for one more second, or looks at her for one more second.

"I don't care, everything is ready, but the big guy has been up for several days to get it done, you go and coax him back."

She answered almost mechanically, as if her mind had been manipulated, and she blurted out the answer, as if she had practiced it: "He won't come back." Unexpectedly, she approached, stood where Zuo Cheng had just stood, and turned to him. Looking down, she murmured, "What the hell did he see?"

Outside the window, there was nothing but rain, and even the backs of strangers were blurred.

Strange back, is it really strange?Maybe it was because the tears in the corners of her eyes blurred her vision, so she couldn't see clearly...

If, earlier, she stood in this position, would everything be different?Who knows.

In my ears, the sound of rain, wind, and the director's nagging made Guan Yu a little dizzy: "I said, Guan Yu, why do you still act like nothing to do with yourself? President Zuo is your boyfriend, man Well, how angry you are, just say a few nice words and coax me..."

From beginning to end, it was him who had nothing to do with him...

Guan Yu didn't hear what was said later.Staring blankly at the rain, it was the first time in more than 20 years that I hated rain so much, and Juneday so much.

The rain was getting heavier, the streets were muddy, and rancid underground sewage overflowed, staining Jiang Xiachu's white sneakers.The raindrops hit his body, which hurt him so much, it was as cold as ice, and his wet hair stuck to his face, stained with air, making him look sticky.The rain blurred my vision, and I couldn't keep my eyes open.Jiang Xiachu walked to the middle of the road and waved her hand. The taxi just whizzed by and then turned a blind eye. When she left, a puddle of mud was splashed along the way, which stained her black skirt.

It seems that people will experience many such sitcoms, when you don't need something, you stalk it, when you need it, something you avoid like a snake.Jiang Xiachu shuddered, withdrew his hand, retreated to the side of the road, and simply refused to hail a car.

It's so cold, my head is a little dizzy, and some words are played over and over again in my ears, like an old video disc.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang, I can't accept your case. Such a lawsuit has no chance of winning at all."

"Miss Jiang, if you offend Mrs. Zuo, I'm afraid there is no way to continue this business, so I can only apologize."

"Miss Jiang, it would be best if you terminate the contract peacefully. I advise you to give up such a lawsuit. Almost all the names in the industry have been collected under Zuo's name. If you insist on this, there is nothing you can do."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang, I still have a few difficult cases. I'm afraid I don't have time to take your case."

One by one, they all replied like this, Jiang Xiachu was numb after hearing it.

That man is really omnipotent. The surname Zuo is indeed a thorn, and everyone avoids it.

Jiang Xiachu sneered, she was really beyond her control.That poppy-like man doesn't have vines, yet it can erode.

That's all, that's all, let him do whatever you want, she can't fight him, and she doesn't have the strength anymore.

Aimless, Jiang Xiachu couldn't see the road ahead, but just followed the steps, the steps were directionless and complicated.Looking down at the shoes on the ground, I can no longer see the original white color.The rain fell on the head, forehead, and neck, and it slid down and fell to the ground again, bringing with it the only warmth that Jiang Xiachu had.

(End of this chapter)