The whole world seems to be in silence...

Why should we meet?Why do you still appear in front of me and disturb my heart?



She looked up at the gray sky, letting the cold rain soak her whole body, silently like a wounded child.

Others say that when you want to cry, just look up at the sky, and the tears will no longer stay.But after a long time, even she herself couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on her face!

Suddenly, she saw a cello lost in the rain alone in the distance, as if it had been intentionally abandoned.

Shu Siya walked towards it slowly, with clear water flashing in her eyes, and crystal raindrops hanging on her long eyelashes.

After a while, a melodious but sad cello sound gradually sounded, and the sad notes seemed to penetrate the rain and fog...

Shu Siya's fingers lightly stroked the cello, her gaze was still staring blankly at the front, completely immersed in her own world, feeling nothing...

A black commercial vehicle drove by on the path, splashing beautiful water.

"Young Master Han, the man next to Miss Shu is Qin Shaoqing, the president of the French Qin's Perfume Company. Look, do you want to take any measures?"

the assistant whispered, reporting the results of his investigation.The Qin family is nothing to the Han family chaebol, let alone a threat.

"What's his relationship with Miss Shu?"

"According to the investigation, President Qin seems to love Ms. Shu very much, and has already proposed to Ms. Shu!"

There was a dull atmosphere in the car, and none of them could guess what Han Hanche's expression meant.I had to wait carefully.

A thin layer of rain and fog condensed on the car windows.

Han Hanche looked out of the window in a daze, a strange color appeared in his dark eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, raising a bewitching and unruly smile.

Proposal?

How courageous!

Suddenly, a clean, clear but sad figure came into his eyes——

The rain mixed with the cold wind hit the ground heavily, but the woman was still sitting there stubbornly playing the cello, tears and rain streaming down her pale face endlessly.Aya Yanyanqing

Sad piano sounds are floating around...

When Han Hanche in the car saw the figure clearly, he frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Stop!"

Before the car came to a complete stop, Han Hanche got out of the car in a hurry, and Han couldn't take an umbrella. The icy rain hit his stern face with a bone-chilling chill.

Damn it, doesn't she know how to take care of Han himself?

The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. In less than a few minutes, Han Hanche's black suit was completely wet, and cold rainwater dripped from the broken hair on his forehead.

"Siya..."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly the moment he opened his mouth——

Shu Siya looked up at him, her amber eyes were as transparent as glass, her fingertips had long been numb from the cold, her lips were pale and chapped, and there were crystal drops of water hanging on her dark eyelashes.

It seemed that only the two of them were left in the heavy rain, and nothing else existed...

How can this world be so small, you can encounter it wherever you go.

Suddenly, Shu Siya seemed to smell the smell of fate.

The people in the car watched the two staring at each other in the rain, and they all looked at each other, not knowing what to do.But the only thing that was certain was that they couldn't let anything happen to Han Hanche.

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