The rain was getting heavier, crackling, windy and rainy. The door of the box was pushed open, Li Xiu poked her head out and called out playfully, "Zhou Yang, cousin, come in and play."
The voice was crisp and clear in the corridor. Her eyes fell directly on Zhou Yang. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the man with his head down raise his eyes. The cigarette was half gone, and his eyes were deep. At that glance, Li Xiu's pouting mouth froze, and all the cuteness disappeared.
The woman in front of him was cute and lovely, and her face was bright and beautiful, but Zhou Yang moved away lightly. He took out the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth and threw it into the ashtray on the trash can. Then he stood up straight and said in a low and casual tone: "Okay, I've been here too. I wish you a happy birthday in advance."
"I have something to do, so I'll leave first." After saying that, Zhou Yang put the cigarette in his pocket and walked towards the elevator.
Li Xiu's face suddenly changed, but she still maintained that posture, with innocent eyes, and was about to speak. Zhou Yang pressed the elevator button with his fingertips, and said in a low voice with a hint of coldness: "Oh, by the way, delete the photos in your Moments for me."
"Whether it's suitable or not is up to me."
After saying this without any emotion, the elevator door opened. Zhou Yang walked in, his eyes no longer smiling as when he came in, and he was not angry at all, but even so, he was creepy.
Li Yi looked back at his cousin, then at the closing elevator door, raised his eyebrows, and then asked Li Xiu: "What did you post on your Moments?"
He rarely plays in Moments.
Li Xiu struggled for a while, but in the end she said nothing and returned to the box with red eyes. The door closed, and Li Yi thought, do I have to turn it over by myself
Take a look at it before she deletes it.
He is very curious.
When I clicked in, I saw the photo posted by Li Xiu at a glance and clicked it.
Oh, with Zhou Yang.
But Zhou Yang is not such a stingy person. After turning off the photo, Li Yi finally saw the crux of the problem.
Sue good review.
Li Yi: “Pfft.”
Su Hao was very busy, and the food was cold by the time she ate it. Besides, there were not many people here at night, and Su Hao had to think twice before going to the bathroom. It was raining outside. She took a look outside when she had some free time, and suddenly felt lonely and bored. She looked at her phone and her diary for a while, which made her feel better. However, she regretted a little, why didn't she take the diary home to read. At this time, she received Zhou Yang's WeChat message and several photos, all sent by Li Xiu. She clicked on them casually and saw that they were photos of Li Xiu and Zhou Yang, six of them in a row. The two were in a relatively dim but atmospheric environment, apparently in the corridor.
Zhou Yang looked down at his phone with a cigarette in his mouth, looking very casual.
Li Xiu leaned against him like a little bird, with a sweet and lovely expression.
After sending these photos, Li Xiu also sent a message.
"Sister Su Hao, do you think we are a good match?"
Su Hao looked at the photos a few more times. Although she didn't see Zhou Yang's face, the man's nonchalant look seemed to be in line with Li Xiu.
She is ready to edit.
Then she received a video call from Liao Yun, and Su Hao hurriedly answered it, and the two chatted for a while. Then she exited and forgot about it. After a while, she finished her work, stood up, and was about to leave. She clicked on the circle of friends and saw the message sent by Li Xiu, and then she remembered that she had not replied yet.
She replied in the circle of friends, and the WeChat replies were interactive.
Picking up the small bag, Su Hao went to close the window, and then she realized that it was raining so hard. She looked at the entire office, turned around and went downstairs, all the way down to the first floor.
The rain was heavy.
The city lights were shrouded in the night, a hazy glow and pitch black.
The wind was strong, Su Hao stood at the door, opened the taxi app, and waited for the car. Su Hao just clicked into WeChat, and the message sent by Zhou Yang was not opened yet.
Su Hao clicked it casually and took a look.
Zhou Yang: It’s raining. Mr. Zeng has an umbrella. Remember to take it when you get off work.
Su Hao was stunned. Did Mr. Zeng have an umbrella? Was it taken away? She looked back at the elevator and the entire lobby. She was the only one left.
Going up and down would also waste a lot of time. Su Hao hesitated for a long time and finally decided not to go up to get it. She returned to the mobile page and wanted to reply to Zhou Yang.
Hesitated.
I thought that there would be a give and take in replying, and he might misunderstand me later.
This man can easily climb the ladder.
So Su Hao put down his phone and looked outside.
At this moment, a black Porsche drove over against the rain and stopped at the entrance of the building. The car body was washed shiny by the rain, like a king.
Su Hao frowned.
The next second, the driver's door was pushed open, and the man stepped down with his long legs. Then he blocked the way with a black umbrella and walked up the steps. The umbrella tilted slightly, revealing the handsome face inside. In the rain, Zhou Yang's eyes seemed a little cold. He walked forward, his voice lazy, penetrating through the rain: "Didn't you check the WeChat?"
"Or did you see it but pretended not to see it?" Zhou Yang spoke every word with force.
Su Hao moved his lips and looked at him standing in the rain. He looked taller than usual. The rain splashed on his trouser legs and wet his shoes.
Su Hao suddenly felt that he had gone a little too far.
She hesitated and wanted to speak.
However, Zhou Yang tilted the umbrella towards this side, then reached out, grabbed Su Hao's wrist, and pulled it hard. Su Hao subconsciously took a step forward.
The rain just brushed past her face quickly. She was already standing in the umbrella, with crackling sound above her head and rain hitting the umbrella.
There was a mixture of dry moisture in the breath, as well as a faint scent of fir and a faint smell of cigarettes. Going further up, there was the man's Adam's apple, the open shirt collar and the faint collarbone.
Su Hao turned his wrist and tried to break free.
Zhou Yang snorted coldly above her head but did not let go. His eyes fell on her eyelashes, nose and lips. The black umbrella seemed to separate a small world.
The fragrance on her body was always a kind of indescribable fragrance. Zhou Yang squeezed her palm with a little force. The next second, the man lowered his head and blocked her lips in the rain.
Drip.
Su Hao didn't react at all.
He pushed her in, and she was forced to look up. She then struggled violently, waving her free hand, but she didn't know what she was waving at, and there was a loud snap.
Next second.
The umbrella fell.
The big raindrops hit her face, and Su Hao closed her eyes in embarrassment. Zhou Yang was pushed away by her, and he squinted his eyes and looked at her fiercely. Then he carried Su Hao on his shoulders, went up two steps, pushed Su Hao against the glass door, and asked in a suppressed voice in the sound of rain: "Am I so unworthy of liking you? Huh?"
Su Hao was also soaked all over. She held the small bag in her arms tightly, her hair stuck to her eyebrows, and she looked weak.
She looked at Zhou Yang, whose shirt was sticking to his body. Her narrow eyes seemed to still show his youth, but now his eyes were very gloomy.
There was silence for a few seconds.
Su Hao smiled slightly: "Are you worthy?"
She asked gently, but with a chill in her voice.
Zhou Yang put his hands around her neck, pressed her towards himself, and pressed his forehead against hers, not saying anything for a long time.
Drops of water rolled down his hair, slid across his cheeks, and sank into his collar. He looked more miserable than ever before.