Madam Dihao is not good

Sikong Zeye's figure froze, and he did not push open the door forcefully, his blue eyes stared at her, with a gloomy light from a deep hole passing by.

Bai Yunshang turned her face away.

I don't want to see him, don't want to listen to him, because I'm afraid that my beating heart can't be controlled...

She was afraid that her firm determination would be broken by him again.What will Mo Liuyuan do then?Lin Xuexin and Sikong Nan'an would not agree...

Even the dead father will not forgive her! [

"Yunshang..."

"Let's go." Bai Yunshang pressed her back against the door tightly, her eyes were foggy, and she tried to open them wide.

There is a glass door, but it seems that there are two worlds separated.

Bai Yunshang stubbornly felt that they had really gone far away and could never go back...

But he didn't leave, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want for dinner?"

"..."

"Come out, you plan to stay in the phone booth for the rest of your life?"

"..."

"Yunshang...I miss you very much."

In the evening, the transparent telephone booth illuminated by the sunset.

Bai Yunshang clenched her hands tightly, unbelievable that he could speak to her in such a tone that nothing had happened

"Go, you go!"

"How about you, don't you miss me?"

"I don't want to! Sikong Sawano, my life is good now...I haven't lived such a peaceful life for a long time...I beg you, that love makes me so tired, I don't want to go back and forth again...You go back and belong to you You will live happily ever after..." Her body was leaning against the cold glass, and it was a sunny day, her whole body was so hot that she was sweating, but her heart and bones seemed to be cold.

There was a long silence behind:

"I've been looking for you for three whole months."

"I do not want to hear."

"On March 3th, before the storm, I..."

"I say it one last time, you go"[

Bai Yunshang let out a low growl in despair, the sound made the phone booth vibrate.

As if even God sensed her emotions, there was a sudden thunder, three seconds later, "wow"

The heavy rain fell overwhelmingly, unexpectedly.

The bean-sized rainwater hit the glass of the phone booth, the ground, and the leaves on both sides.

Sikong Zeye stood outside the door without any cover.

As the rain poured down, he neither dodged nor avoided, his drenched bangs drooped down, faintly revealing his deep eyes.