his allure

Chapter 163

Zheng Qingqing and Lu Xicheng stood at the end of the crowd, listening to the priest read the stories in the "Bible".It is snowing heavily outside the church, and the season when the snow is thick and heavy is also the season for blessing the world.

Zheng gently held Lu Xicheng's hand, his palm was so warm that one couldn't help but want to get closer.

Zheng Qingyuan rolled her arms very small and placed them in his palms.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the discord just now seemed like a waste of time.

She looked up at him with a smile on her lips.The man in front of him has a meticulously painted face, his eyebrows and eyes seem to be immersed in the color of water, warm and clean.

After all, this smile made Lu Xicheng feel soft-hearted. He sighed, lowered his brows and eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Gentle, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have attacked you just now."

She smiled and narrowed her eyes, lowered her voice and said, "It's okay, I'm not angry."

After all, they love each other, even if they are angry with each other, they are reluctant to part with each other.

When I came out of the church, the snow was a little lighter.The two of them came out with the crowd, and sometimes someone would approach Zheng Qingqing unintentionally, and Lu Xicheng would completely wrap her in his arms, looking from afar, it looked like she was hugging a child.

The car drove away from the church, and the crowd dispersed little by little.

It was not until the crowd dispersed for a long time that a man came out of the hiding place.

It's Shen Zhao.

He was dressed in a black overcoat, with a cold face, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be carved by a knife, without any gentle curvature.He didn't speak, just looked at the place where Zheng Qingqing and Lu Xicheng had just stood, there was a layer of mist in his eyes, it was the snow flying all over the sky in this season, and the overwhelming indifference.

He took a pack of cigarettes from his side pocket, shook out one, lit it, and put it to his mouth.

When the cigarette was burned out, Zhao Yang, who had been silent at the side, finally said softly, "Mr. Shen, why didn't you go over just now?"

Shen Zhao crushed out the cigarette with his fingers, lowered his eyes, and withdrew all expressions: "Let her have a good time."

In fact, he didn't finish the second half of the sentence.He wanted to say that in a few days, the new year is coming, even if he really brought her back, he didn't want to see her cry during the new year.

It's better to let her feel at ease for the new year.

After all, beside that man named Lu Xicheng, she had a happy face that he had never seen before.Such happiness, for a while, he actually felt that he couldn't be disturbed.

In these years, Shen Zhao has never experienced such fear just now.The things he wants to grasp are like the sand in his hands, no matter how hard he strives for them, it only speeds up the process of losing them.

He watched Lu Xicheng hold Zheng gently in his arms, watched him kiss her side face, and for a moment, vaguely realized that he might, really lost her.

He threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him, and said in a flat tone: "Go back."

Zhao Yang said "OK" and booked the flight for that night.

In fact, at that time, Zhao Yang didn't understand why Shen Zhao traveled thousands of miles just to catch a glimpse of that woman named Zheng Qingqing, even when he saw her nestled in someone else's arms, he could still keep his expression on like that.

It was only after a long time that he realized that that kind of feeling, which lasts until death, lasts until death.

Even Shen Zhao, who is as indifferent and rational as Shen Zhao, still has women who are cautious and reluctant to get close to her.It's just that this woman withered in his hands after all.It is like a flower that is extremely beautiful and destined to fail. It withers quickly and there is no room for recovery.

　Weisheng holding a pillar: According to legend, Weisheng and his wife agreed to meet on the bridge, but after waiting for a long time for the girl not to arrive, the water rose, so he hugged the bridge pillar and died.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)