Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he cleared his throat and was about to speak when several cars drove over from far to near. The strong beam of light pierced through the darkness, making Song Zhixing squint his eyes.
The driver stopped the car, Du Hui opened the door and got out of the car, holding an umbrella, "Second Master."
When Song Zhixing was about to speak, Tang Yu walked away. She opened her lips, then closed them, and her eyes drooped slightly, darkening and darkening. Loneliness crept into her heart, making her depressed mood even worse. Finally, she put her schoolbag on her head and trotted into the rain.
Fortunately, it is summer now, so I don’t feel cold when the rain falls on me.
only…
My heart feels cold.
Du Hui silently looked at the figure running away, sighed silently, and opened the back door. Tang Yu did not get in, but opened the driver's seat under his surprised eyes. The driver got out of the car immediately in panic, and Tang Yu stretched out his hand to him, "Car keys."
The other party hurriedly handed the key to him. He glanced at Du Hui and said calmly, "You guys take the car behind and go first. I have something else to do."
Although Du Hui was confused, he had no choice but to do as he was told. Tang Yu got in the car, but did not start the car immediately. He just leaned in the car, holding the steering wheel, his eyes penetrating the darkness and falling on the figure that was about to disappear.
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Song Zhixing trotted to the subway station, not caring about the increasingly heavy rain.
She must look terrible now, and her makeup must be smudged. But what does it matter? She has been in a mess for three years, hasn't she? And no matter how messed up she is, no one will notice it, let alone care.
She exhaled heavily, trying to get rid of the depression in her heart, but she only inhaled a mouthful of bitter rain.
Suddenly, a sharp sound of "squeak" rang in her ears. To her surprise, a black luxury car stopped steadily. She paused, breathed hard, and dared not think too much.
The right window slowly lowered. The man's cold profile gradually appeared as the window lowered. He held the steering wheel with one hand and held a cigarette with the other, but he didn't light it.
Song Zhixing stood in the rain in a daze, looking at him from afar through the rain curtain. He felt like he was dreaming and it was very unreal.
"Get in the car." He moved his thin lips and uttered only two words, his voice still as cold as ever.
As if she didn't hear clearly, Song Zhixing was distracted for a moment. Tang Yu turned around and looked at her straight in the eye for the first time, but he frowned and looked impatient, "Are you going or not?"
It was obvious that if she didn't get in the car, he would drive away immediately.
Song Zhixing didn't have time to think about anything else. She had already opened the car door and got in. When the car started, she realized how embarrassed she was at the moment. Moreover, she was soaked all over.
"I... seem to have soiled your car." In the extremely awkward atmosphere, she finally spoke. The first sentence was not "What a coincidence" or "How are you?", but a sentence of apology with restraint, caution and embarrassment.
After being separated for three whole years, each other, who were once so close, are gradually becoming strangers.
Tang Yu's lips tightened, "There are dry towels in the storage box in front of you."
"Oh." Song Zhixing took out a towel and wiped his wet hair. He said nothing, but his mind was full of thoughts. Didn't he treat me as a stranger just now? Why did he let me get in the car
She looked at Tang Yu, who was concentrating on driving while looking at the road ahead. He didn't even glance at her.
"… Just drop me off at the subway station ahead." Song Zhixing spoke again. He felt sad. He was by his side again, so real, yet so unreal. However, he did not dare to let his imagination run wild, and did not dare to let himself indulge in depravity.
Hearing her words, Tang Yu turned around and glanced at her. That glance almost made her heart stop. But after just one glance, he turned his eyes away. He did not stop at the subway station.
"I've already passed it." Song Zhixing thought he didn't notice it, "Just leave me here, I can walk back by myself."
"Why didn't you study in Country J?" Tang Yu suddenly asked.
Song Zhixing tightened his hand holding the towel.
Why? The reason is very simple, because there is no him in J country.
She pursed her lips and said, "I don't know the language of Country J, and I don't have any friends there. Orange went to this school, and I was admitted, so I studied here."
He didn't respond. Not even a 'hmm' for her.
In the carriage, condensation returned for a moment. This condensation made Song Zhixing a little at a loss. She could only wipe her hair and pretend to ask naturally: "Are you here to work?"
He didn't respond.
She laughed awkwardly and said to herself, "Yeah, he must be here to work. What else could it be?"
Tang Yu tightened his grip on the steering wheel a little.
Song Zhixing was almost suffocated by this atmosphere, so he had to continue looking for topics to talk about, "Where are you taking me?"
"Hotel." This time, his answer was very straightforward.
"Ah?" Song Zhixing thought she had misheard. However, the car soon stopped in front of the most luxurious hotel in Lingfeng City. The doorman had already come over and opened the car door. Song Zhixing was still wet, and her hair was messy. As soon as she got out of the car, the doorman looked at her several times, which made her extremely embarrassed.
"Go in." After Tang Yu handed the car keys to the doorman, he saw that she was still standing at the door, so he spoke.
She had changed out of her light blue cheongsam and put on a white T-shirt and denim shorts. Her upper body was soaked through, and her beauty was faintly visible. However, in her current state, it was not only unsafe for her to walk at night, but she might also scare others.
Maybe she was using low-quality cosmetics. The makeup on her face became a mess after being washed off by water and was simply unsightly.
"Why did you bring me here?" Song Zhixing was confused.
"If you don't come here, where do you want to go?" Tang Yu walked inside, and Song Zhixing followed him puzzledly, "Tang Yu, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Tang Yu walked to the front desk and said, "Open a room for this lady."
After that, he turned to look at her, "ID card."
Song Zhixing didn't know what Tang Yu meant, but when he looked up at the house price marked on the wall, he shook his head instinctively, "I don't live here."
"ID card."
"I want to go back to school." Song Zhixing held the bag.
"Go back to your unsafe school?"
Tang Yu's words made Song Zhixing's heart tremble. She looked up at Tang Yu, her eyes blurred. So, he heard everything the senior said to her
[Actually, I have explained the update in the author's words before~The first draft will be submitted for publication on the 12th. If there are no problems, I will resume three updates on the 13th. ]