Ye rose sat there, it was a little dark, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, she was wet all over, and her heart was cold.

Once, twice, three times

She always felt that she was very fragile. It turned out that she was so strong that she could bear so many blows and injuries from him.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Is it a typhoon today?

The cold rain poured on her again and again.

She sneezed, the whole person was like soaking in the cold ocean, and the rain splashed her eyes.

She just got up. After the wedding dress was wet, it would absorb water and become very heavy. She walked very hard at every step.

She held the wall and walked along the wet ground to the door.

Reach out and press the switch on the wall. Press it down. There is no electricity.

The wind was still strong, with rain pouring into the house. She felt that she was about to be blown to the living room.

She reached for the door and tried to close it.

It took nine cattle and two tigers to close the door, but it was not possible to insert the bolt. Another gust of wind blew.

That gust of wind directly opened the door. She was directly lifted back by this force and fell on the slippery floor.

The living room on the first floor had marble floors. After a layer of water, it was as slippery as walking an ice rink. She fell to the ground and slid into the living room all the way.

She just lay in the cold rain and couldn't get up for a long time.

At this moment, her tears also came down

Ye Qiang, you are really a fool. All the men in the world are dead. Why do you give him another chance?

You did it yourself and asked for it!

Is it not enough to hurt once?

Why believe in love?

Moth to fire love, in exchange for only another injury and deception.

The man who claimed that he loved her as much as his life and spoiled her left her alone on her wedding night.

That's because he knew that his arbitrary behavior would be forgiven by her, so he would hurt her again and again.

For a long time, her tears dried up. She tried to get up from the ground, but she couldn't sit up with great effort.

The cold rain poured in from the door like sea water. There was a deep layer of water on the floor, and her whole person was immersed in the water.

Her hair was wet, her hands were wet, and she felt that she would die here tonight.

This may be a cold joke that is not very funny.

The bride drowned in her living room on her wedding night... Hehe, this is about the headlines tomorrow.

Will that bastard give up and blame himself when he sees such news?

No, no, he doesn't care at all. There will always be another person in his heart.

In the darkness, a beam of light came. Someone kicked the door open. The figure approached step by step until the strong beam hit her face.

There was deep rain in the living room. She was soaked in the ponding in her white wedding dress, just like an abandoned doll. Like other furniture, her long hair and wedding dress skirt floated gently in the water.

He put his mobile phone on the sofa, knelt in the cold rain, reached out and picked her up, held her closest to his heart, whispered: "it's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here... My Yaoyao, I'm coming!"

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