188 Rainy Night
Before she finished her words, she suddenly felt Duan Tang's body stretched straight. He leaned forward and slowly straightened up. His hands were still clasping her back tightly, but his eyes were Fixedly looking at somewhere behind her...
With a sudden heart jump, Chu Huan looked back, and saw Xiao Moye standing not far away, holding a big black umbrella. The shadow from the umbrella covered his face, making it difficult to see. The expression on his face.
"Mo Ye!" Chu Huan was startled, and wanted to run to Xiao Moye's side, but Duan Tang's hand was still clasped tightly on Chu Huan's waist, without the slightest intention of relaxing.
"Let go!" Chu Huan shouted to Duan Tang.
Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, Duan Tang lowered his head and stared at Chu Huan, "Want to go to him?"
"Yes." She said with certainty.
He smiled suddenly and let go of his hand altogether. In an instant, the force that had clamped his body disappeared. Chu Huan looked at Duan Tang in surprise, and didn't expect the other party to let go so readily, but at this moment all her attention was focused on Xiao Moye.
Lifting her footsteps, she ran towards the long figure, "Mo Ye! Just now I and Duan Tang..." When she ran to him, when she opened her mouth to explain what Duan Tang had just embraced. At the scene, he was shocked suddenly.
He just stood there, his back was straight and straight, the soft bangs fell on his forehead, and layers of shadows fell heavily on his eyelids. The thick black eyelashes, like a fan, hang lightly, covering the light in his eyes. He held the handle of the umbrella tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst out, but the umbrella was still held firmly by him.
He was silent, like a stone statue, but there was a fierce momentum on his body. The closer he got, the more he felt pain in life.
Such Xiao Moye made Chu Huan strange. After swallowing the sudden increase in saliva in his throat, Chu Huan only felt that the anxiety in his heart became more and more serious.
"Mo Ye?" Licking her lips, she said again.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes slowly raised, and his dark eyes finally looked at her firmly. The umbrella was covering her and his head. It was obvious that there was no rain on her body at this moment, but why did she feel that it seemed to be colder!
His eyes are dead and heavy, and all of his pupils are filled with her somewhat bewildered face. Then, he took out a high-quality handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped her wet face, hair, neck, chest and arms...as usual, caring for her to the extreme.
However, it was a little different in normal times. Normally, his gentle care would make her feel very sweet, but now, it gave her an abnormal feeling.
And this abnormality is constantly expanding the anxiety in her heart, as if something is going to happen.
When he wiped off the rain from her a little bit, when the handkerchief in his hand became very wet, his hand opened slowly, and the handkerchief fell on the ground, soaked by rain...
She was startled, and just about to speak, she saw an extremely beautiful smile blooming on the corners of his lips, beautiful and confusing, but also terrifyingly beautiful.
His fingers gently stroked her cheeks. They were supposed to be warm fingers, but at this moment they were cold.
"Huan, have you liked Du Hai?" He asked her softly, as if asking what she had eaten at night, but his eyes were so heavy that she couldn't see through.
Her pupils shrank suddenly, and her body trembled abruptly. He heard what she and Duan Tang said, the thing she was most afraid of being known by him before was still known by him—but, he didn't expect it to be in this situation.
"Is it cold?" His fingertips lingered on her cheeks, rubbing gently.
It was not cold, but... Lips, for a moment, felt extremely dry, "You...heard?" Even though she knew what he would answer, she couldn't help asking.
"Well, I heard it." His expression is still so elegant and noble, "How about you, have you liked Du Hai?" He asked again.
"I..." Her throat was dumb, if she answered yes, what would happen to him? Suddenly, what she had asked him before flashed in her mind—
"If a man loves a woman very much, but later learns that the woman actually has a crush on another man, what do you think the man would do?"
"If I were that man, I'm afraid I would shoot another man in one shot."
…
That is the answer he once gave her. At that time, she hadn't realized that she had fallen in love with him.
His love for her was so absolute that she was afraid and wanted to hide it all the time, best he would never know.
"Is this question difficult to answer?" he asked.
"No, it's just..." She took a deep breath, and there has never been an eternal secret in the world. Maybe she should have taken the initiative to say it a long time ago, instead of in such an embarrassing situation, "I have liked Du Hai, but now..."
"I still like it now, don't you?" His hand slammed the back of her head and turned her face to him fiercely, "Because I like him, so I worry about the micro movie; Because you like him, you will help as long as you have something to do with him. If it weren't for him, you would have the courage to meet someone in the underworld? Would you panic when he was injured? In these days, busy working in and out?"
He questioned, his face was full of haze.
Should have thought of it long ago, right? It's time to see the clues a long time ago, right? When he saw the photos in the two albums she took home, besides her freshman to senior year, he also cared about it. In the photos, her eyes always seemed to be looking at Du Hai; When Du Hai lived in the apartment, her care and busyness had also made him extremely mind.
But she said that she liked it time and time again, and she eliminated his anxiety time and time again to make him believe that she and Du Hai were just friends.
"Hahaha... Hahaha..." He burst into laughter, but there was an unspeakable bitterness in the laughter. In the rainy night, he fixedly looked at her, "Huan, I didn't expect Xiao Mo to die. Again, be deceived by you again and again!"