The three married husbands are super favorite

Chapter 1313 Arrives as promised 2
20 years, like the red plum blossoms in full bloom in childhood, made her overjoyed.

The picture in her mind suddenly changed. The man who was able to save money and buy a hair tie for her back then, the man who accompanied her every day for the previous 27 years, now became someone else's fiancé.

It's like two paintings, in one, he's young and still, and in the other, he's young and promising in a suit.

In the front is An He who belongs to Su Wanniang, and in the back is Mr. An who belongs to another woman.

The ten-year melody gradually drew towards the end of the song, and the off-beat music suddenly changed, and an English song sounded, which made her footsteps suddenly stopped. It was not until this song suddenly entered her ears that she suddenly realized that the It's Christmas Eve.

There are almost couples on the street, everyone has a smile on their faces, and almost every girl can be seen smiling coquettishly, holding an apple that represents peace and snuggling in the arms of her boyfriend.

Su Wanniang's overly formal attire seemed a bit out of place in this street. Under the thick down jacket was a pair of delicate knee-length evening gowns, revealing her slender and well-shaped calves. The ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes stepped on her all the way, which made her The soles of her feet almost lost feeling, and the light makeup on her face somehow covered up her lack of focus just now.

The cold water was sprayed on her face, which made her shiver, below her knees, it was almost so cold that she couldn't feel anything.

"Rainy Christmas Eve~" Su Wanniang raised her hand to catch the rain in a daze, and the couples who were in a hurry to hide from the rain hurried past her, probably because they were worried that they would get wet in the rain if they were too late. Someone unintentionally bumped into her heavily, and the clutch bag in her hand was thrown out like this.

The man turned around and said sorry, then hurried forward. Su Wanniang turned and walked towards the bag that fell on the ground. The white bag was lying on the side of a pile of garbage so dirty that it could be seen with the naked eye. In the morning, Su Wanniang's hand just stopped at a place less than two centimeters away from the bag.

Winter in the south is still a season with plenty of rain, and the winter rain that comes as soon as it comes is suddenly pouring down.

Looking at the hurried passers-by and the lover who was smiling happily because of the rain, Su Wanniang felt an indescribable sadness in her heart.

She sighed, letting the rain hit her body and face, pressing the hem of the clothes with one hand to prevent the clothes from being dragged to the ground, and continuing to reach forward to touch the bag with the other hand to pick it up.

Is it raining?

Do you like rainy days?
Su Wanniang didn't like it when she was a student, she even hated rainy days.

Because, on rainy days, her shoes and clothes will be wet, which means that she, who is poor, will not have enough clothes to change.

But now, Su Wanniang suddenly likes rainy days.

Because, rainy days can cover her tears, the rain hits her face, no one can tell whether the water on her face is rain or tears except herself.

"Manager Su!" When Su Luo came back from overtime work at the construction site and passed by the student street, he saw a woman who was bending over to pick things up from a distance, and he looked familiar. He walked over with an umbrella, took a closer look, and was a little surprised, " Manager Su, it's raining so hard, why don't you hide?"

As he spoke, Su Luo subconsciously held the umbrella above the woman. He frowned slightly worried as he watched the woman's movements as if she was being fixed.

The sound of bean-heavy rain hitting the umbrella brought Su Wanniang back to her senses. She picked up the handbag, raised her eyes and glanced at the umbrella above her head. But the umbrella was big enough to cover her, and even if she bent over, the rain couldn't hit her.

Standing up straight, Su Wanniang looked towards the owner of the umbrella, and she saw the face of a completely unfamiliar man.

(End of this chapter)